Putu the Cat

Fear me, if you dare. Meow.

Friday, December 17, 2004

OK, Read...

Heres some stuff -
Guardian profile on Dan Brown
Zhang Yimou's ambitions.
Sean Connery on his memoirs
Natalie Portman, who probably could write a memoir now if she wanted to - though she's younger than Putu (in human years)
And Rolling Stone's people of 2004
The Incredibles is now onscreen in Delhi, and Putu is dying to see it. Anyone interested?

Thursday, December 16, 2004

jonathans kitchen

Hm. In between interminable catnaps, unless thats an oxymoron, Putu has been steadfastly ignoring a steadily piling workload, unless thats a watchamaycallit when the second word is redundant, anyway, cats are above grammar, so...where was i?
yes, ignoring the workload and the latest deadline, putu, look, do i really have to bother with capitals, cats are above capitals, anyway...dammit.
forget all that. ive been reading jon strange and mr norrell, (cats. punctuation. above) not very far into it, but its very nice. wish i hadnt heard all the hype before i read it, though. specially love the footnotes, which are very involved and head off in twelve different directions, which in putus opinion is exactly what fantasy footnotes should do. other fans of jon stroud will know what i mean - like bartimaeus says, (fantastic creatures) are capable of thought on several different planes at once, and the best he can do you is, well, footnotes.
jonathan strange hasnt made an appearance yet, except as a passive wine drinker, but putus expectations are ever high.
and heres 10 books putu wants to read - 10 childrens books of the year
(elegant blogpost endings. cats. you know where we stand)

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

Capital, capital

Putu returns to Delhi, and hopefully to regular blogging. And what better occasion to mark this historic return than a Rushdie/Dalrymple reading. At the oxford bookstore, cp, which frankly isnt that great. the staff are friendly, but somewhat bewildered - when asked for a science fiction section they lead you to an asimov book, explaining in the process what technology is.
Well, Willy D yelled a lot - not about Rambo G, but while reading - lots of put-on accents, loud laughter - very Benny Hill, but the gasping, oohingaahinh laughing-at-all-jokes-ing audience lapped it all up and begged for more.
and more they got, from sallu uncle, while dear padma lakshmi beamed on approvingly from the sidelines. no cleavage though, to the bitter disappointment of jabberwock. and putu, it must be said. the Great Man read out a rather long story, so long indeed that even his adoring audience, and god were they adoring, began to look thiswaythatway after a while.
putu was much complimented on putus winter fleshlayer, which is a sign of prosperity in feline cultures. and felines are the most cultured of all cultures, as is also widely known.
putu would also like to use this forum to announce the impending arrival of the NextNext Big Thing of IndLit, Rana Dasgupta, whose book Tokyo Cancelled passes all bigadvancesnootyreputation tests and comes out on jan 14. putu met rana, and they chatted in a worldly manner for a while, reminiscing fondly about their one previous meetng, where they had discussed the many varieties of giant anthropoid movie-star apes. putu also got a snazzy red/black/white card, announcing the arrival of tokyo cancelled - yet another insight into the world of high-flying writers. putu has had cards too in putus time, but these have mostly carried things like 'correspondent, features' so you will forgive putu for being terribly impressed.
after the do, the delhi city supplement locust horde attacked the happy couple and WD - asking many erudite questions about, hold your breath, books, love, india, and other things.
the Great Man also made snide remarks about Sir VS - awestruck audience, giggling almost continuously upto then, was stunned into silence. putu was going to cheer wildly, but was far away from the whole shabang at the time, looking at childrens books. so putu didnt.
the childrens books collection is not too hot, by the way. cal bookstores are in general much better than delhi ones. people from bangalore make lots of noise about their bookstores, which certainly contain many more good-looking people than cal ones, but not as many good books. dont know about bombay.

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

Of birds and the bees....and caverns and mushrooms too

"But the hand that was what she tried to concentrate on, the hand, since it has the entire terrain of her torso to explore and not just the otorhinolaryngological caverns -- oh God, it was not just at the border where the flesh of the breast joins the pectoral sheath of the chest -- no, the hand was cupping her entire right -- Now!"

has beaten

"(It was) like a large exotic mushroom in the fork of a tree, a little pleasure dome if ever I've seen one, where Alph the sacred river ran down to a tideless sea. No, not tideless. Her tides were convulsive, an ebb and flow that could take you very far, far back, before hurling you out, wildly and triumphantly, on a ribbed and windswept beach without end."


"His mouth looked for the oiled berry...The smell of his armpits was on her shoulders -- a flower depositing pollen on a hummingbird's forehead"

to the Bad Sex Award 2004.