What are some books that were written out of pure spite...

What are some books that were written out of pure spite? I want to read something in which the anger of its author is transparent.

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I want a book where the narrator is like pic related

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I thought those people stopped listening to Radiohead because their fanbase was too white and male? Brooklyn hipsters are more into Kendrick nowadays

Tarr

Interesting. Haven’t particularly noticed that, but probably true.

The Jason section of The Sound and Fury

Thomas Bernard's disgust at Viennese culture is wonderful, read Woodcutters for the ultimate slam. He even disallowed all stagings of his plays in Austria after his death.

The divine comedy

hell yes!

Also, Bruno from Atomised.

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Came here to post this. The German Ideology in general is hilariously petty.

Pentti Linkola's letter to Hannu Hautala. It's not very long but you can feel what he's feeling in it

the short story a queer-gay-muslim-women wrote in my workshop which won the uni literary contest, who only brought in YA when we were asked to discuss character in novels of our choosing (weekly), and whose only comments when workshopping other people’s stories were that she was disturbed by the role of women or found it inaccurate

First author that came to mind when I read the OP, Bernhard is truly based
>tfw you're so mad at shitty "art" society you write a book that's non stop shittalking from start to finish

Wyndham Lewis - The Art of Being Ruled: It's pure distilled autistic vitriol, pretty hilarious too.

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Most stuff by Gaddis

Louis Ferdinand Celine. His novel Voyage au but de la nuit. Here is some of his correspondence:
"I don’t read much; I don’t have the time. So many years already lost in so much foolishness and prison! But people press me, abjure me, badger me. I must, it appears, read a kind of article, the “Portrait of an Anti-Semite’ by Jean-Baptiste Sartre (Temps Modernes, December 1945). I browse through this long homework assignment, glance at it, it’s neither good nor bad, it’s nothing at all, a pastiche...a kind of “Copycatwriters”... ....This little J.B.S. read “L’Étourdi,” “The Tulip Lover,” etc. He was caught up in them and can’t escape...Still in high school, this J.B.S.! Still with his pastiches, with his “copycatworks”... Céline’s style too... and many others...“Whores” etc... “Replacement heads”... “Maya.”.. Nothing too serious, of course. I have a few trailing behind my ass, these “Copycatwriters”... what can I do about it? Suffocating, hateful, half-baked, traitors, half-bloodsucker, half-tapeworm, they don’t do me any honor, I never speak of them, and that’s all. Children of the shadows. Decency! Oh, I don’t wish little J.B.S. any harm! There where he is his fate is cruel enough! Since we’re talking about a homework assignment I would give him a seven out of a possible twenty and let’s

not talk about it anymore... But on page 462 the little turd shocks me! The damned rotten asshole! What does he dare to write? “If Céline supported the socialist theses of the Nazis it’s because he was paid.” And I quote. Yes! This then is what this little dung-beetle wrote while I was in prison risking a hanging. Filthy little bastard full of shit, you come out from between my ass cheeks to soil me from outside! Cain anus ptooey! What are you hoping for? That they murder me! It’s obvious! Here! Let me squash you! Yes!... I see his photos, those bug eyes...that hook...that slobbering leech...he’s a cestode! What won’t he invent, this monster, so that they assassinate me! Barely out of my caca and he denounces me! What’s best is that on page 451 he has the venom to warn us: “A man who finds it natural to denounce men can’t have our notion of honor. He doesn’t even see those for whom he is a benefactor with our eyes; his generosity, his kindness is not like our kindness and generosity: it isn’t possible to localize passion.”
Read the rest here: (he wasn't a marxist, not sure why this website has this content, but oh well)
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The Running Man is pretty much the most angry, antisocial book I've ever read.

It's pretty obvious king is gak'd on coke and pissed off at his wife and he's going to take it out on society.

Lol based

Stephen alleges that he doesn't remember writing Cujo. Any of it.

Machiavelli's The Prince

Most writings of Schopenhauer. Fourfold Root has some good rants and The Art of Being Right is nothing but sneering contempt.

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good show

fuck tartre, fuck jews and fuck jannies

Kill your friends

I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream

“HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT FOR YOU. HATE. HATE.”

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>NANOANGSTROM
I feel like if he had used a measure people are actually familiar with (even if it was larger than a nanoangstrom, like millimeter) it would be more powerful. That word makes him sound like too much of a nerd.

Only nerds read that so it's ok.

What up fellow wsj reader, I found a rare Augustus yesterday as well.

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Poe’s law, epitomized.

This guy must be lower class and uneducated.

My parents and all of their friends are staunchly republican and love Radiohead because they were in college when The Bends came out.

Reasonably certain it’s satire