All I Want for Christmas are the Following Books

I want to see a copy of Atlantis or Morwyn; or, The Vengeance of God by John Cowper Powys under the Christmas tree tomorrow morning.  Or maybe by Christmas morning, 2015, which is probably when I'll be done editing and adding links and images to this post.  So do check back often.  All (literally) six or seven of you!

And/or ... Belle du Seigneur by Albert Cohen.
And/or ... Hunger and Love by Lionel Britton.
And/or ... Malign Fiesta by Wyndham Lewis.
And/or ... The Unfortunates by B.S. Johnson
And/or ... The Female Quixote by Charlotte Lennox
And/or ... Oulipo: A Primer of Potential Literature by Warren Motte
And/or ... any books in that unknown, Proustian series of tomes by Dorothy Richardson
And/or ... more books in Henry Williamson's 15-novel sequence, A Chronicle of Ancient Sunlight
And/or ... Dan by Joanna Ruocco
And/or ... The Drowned World by J.G. Ballard
And/or ... The Twenty-Year Death by Ariel S. Winter
And/or ... A Brief History of Portable Literature by Enrique Vila-Matas
And/or ... The Fountains of Neptune by Rikki Ducornet
And/or ... Joseph and His Brothers by Thomas Mann
And/or ... Hind's Kidnap by Joseph McElroy
And/or ... The Radiant Way by Margaret Drabble
And/or ... Lanark by Alaisdair Gray
And/or ... The Blind Owl by Sadegh Hedayat
And/or ... Alraune by Hanns Heinz Ewers
And/or ... The Priests of Psi by Frank Herbert
And/or ... Ice Never F by Gil Orlovitz
And/or ... The Opposing Shore by Julien Gracq
And/or ... The Continuous Katherine Mortenhoe by D.G. Compton
And/or ... Hyperion by Friedrich Hölderlin
And/or ... Camera Obscura by Hildebrand
And/or ... Jam To-day: A Novel by Marjorie Firminger
And/or ... The Cubicle City by Janet Flanner
And/or ... The Lost Scrapbook by Evan Dara
And/or ... Cutter and Bone by Newton Thornburg
And/or ... Cataract by Mykhaylo Osadchy
And/or ... Creamy and Delicious by Steve Katz
And/or ... Metrophage by Richard Kadrey
And/or ... Against Happiness: In Praise of Melancholy by Eric G. Wilson
And/or ... The Silence by Jens Bjørneboe
And/or ... A Cultural Dictionary of Punk, 1974-1982 by Nicholas Rombes
And/or ... Books Burn Badly by Manuel Rivas
And/or ... Gethsemane Hall by David Annandale
And/or ... Happy Moscow by Andrey Platonov
And/or ... The Warlock of Love by Marc Bolan
And/or ... The Nihilesthete by Richard Kalich
And/or ... The Autobiography of Christopher Kirkland by Eliza Lynn Linton
And/or ... Blaugast: A Novel of Decline by Paul Leppin
And/or ... The Fellow Travellers by Sheila Hodgson
And/or ... Fog & Car by Eugene Lim
And/or ... The Face in the Abyss by A. Merritt
And/or ... The Secret City by Joseph J. Doke
And/or ... Nighmare Alley by William Lindsay Graham
And/or ... Centuria: 100 Ouroboric Novels by Giorgio Manganelli
And/or ... Murder by Danielle Collobert
And/or ... The Sad Passions by Veronica Gonzalez Peña
And/or ... Metropolis by Thea Von Harbou
And/or ... Owls Do Cry by Janet Frame
And/or ... A Singular Aesthetic by Paul Outerbridge
And/or ... Your Sparkle Cavalcade of Death by Robert Shiarella
And/or ... Airships by Barry Hannah
And/or ... Pagan Lesbians by Vin Saxon
And/or ... Sardonicus and Other Stories by Ray Russell
And/or ... Nineteenth Century German Tales ed. by Angel Flores
And/or ... A Star's Progress by "Katherine Everard" (nom de plume of Gore Vidal)
And/or ... Space Cat on Mushrooms by Raven Madder
And/or ... The Bracelet and Other Stories by Gervee Baronte
And/or ... Sheeper by Irving Rosenthal
And/or ... Inner Tube by Hob Broun
And/or ... The Worm Ouroboros by E.R. Eddison
And/or ... Drugstore Cowboy by James Fogle

This is just a small arbitrary selection of what I want to see under the Christmas tree.  As Freddie Mercury once crooned, "I want it all and I want it now".  That's all.


Bare Bones Abstract on The Sun Also Rises by Hemingway

The Sun Also Rises is about how a protracted and tragically untreated case of sexual impotence ruined an otherwise rock solid relationship for a young U.S. expatriate named Jake Barnes. Sometime during those no doubt rollicking but overrated roaring twenties, Jake had himself the hots (he had it bad, man!) for a sweet society lass — a Lady — named Brett Ashley. Unfortunately, for both Lady Ashley and Mr. Barnes, the sun was about the only thing that rose during their doomed romance ... excluding the Eiffel Tower, of course. And run on sentences galore like the running of the bullshits.

Yada yada yada, Papa!