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How James Altucher Changed My Life

I’ll eat my hand if I’m not the greatest writer of the twentieth century!

Charles Bukowski is the least imaginative great author on earth. No one even comes close. In other novels, one cannot tell precisely to which degree he is uninventive. In Hollywood it is so apparent it becomes hilarious.

This is easily his most humorous and less startling work. It is told in a brutal way, but nothing brutal really happens. This is the old Bukowski (or Chinaski), finally successful. After being marred by life, life finally rewards him. He is recognized as a writer and has now started to write a screenplay. He seems to be mostly disinterested in the whole process the same way that he’s been about mostly everything throughout his life.

The plot is best appreciated by reading the book. I won’t delve into more detail. What struck me to write this were the details that made laugh. Bukowski ran into a lot of prominent movie business figures and his lack of imagination is at full display. Here are some of the examples (if you don’t get the references, give up and press the link):

Others are mentioned:

Increase the value of words, make them few.

You’re probably wondering by now just what this post is all about. Why it is entitled “How James Altucher changed my Life”, and I have yet to mention his name. My 5th grade teacher was the first person to change my life the way Altucher did. I remember little of her. She bore Woody Allen like glasses. A white gown – every girl on my school wore one. 5th and 6th graders wore pink. The older ones wore white. Some teachers wore white. Boys and men alike wore none. One day in class she talked about something that stuck with me. Her son had just started reading a series of books about a young sorcerer and he was enthralled by them. It didn’t make much impact then, but I was out of ideas of what to ask for Christmas. Well, ideas I didn’t lack, but within the allowed budget it struck me as an interesting buy. December 25th I started reading it.

In college I asked Manuel Cruz what author he recommended. He answered “Eça”. They were on first name basis. I soon became.

I stumbled across James Altucher on the web. He seemed like a decent enough guy and I started reading him. He talked about subjects to which I felt deeply related. War, the American religion, college, writing, etc. In one of those posts, James mentioned Charles Bukowski. I’ve never heard of him. You might find that strange, but I don’t know a single Portuguese who has heard of the guy. He said Ham on Rye was “probably the greatest American novel ever written”. I was sceptic. I decided to read it and my scepticism went away.

I’ve just started reading my 6th Bukowski novel. He has influenced me in such a way I greatly changed my writing style. I was used to reading authors like Dickens, Saramago or Eça de Queirós whose styles consisted of long elaborated sentences. Bukowski introduced to the opposite style of writing. If it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t have started this blog. I would never dare to write in English if I was to mimic the style of Dickens – I would make more grammar than anyone would care to count. If it wasn’t for James Altucher, I would have never read Bukowski.

That’s how James Altucher changed my life.

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Singular person (ex-child), slightly knowledgeable about movies, books and humour, who lacks the ability to finish what he...

Posted on January 16, 2012, in BOOKS, ENTERTAINMENT, MOVIES, OPINION and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.

  1. caroerasmus

    Funnily enough, a primary school teacher was also ultimately the catalyst for me to start writing… Before she verbalised her faith in me, I think I’d still have been a too-shy girl, writing in notebooks and not showing a soul.

    Not that similar to your story, but this post reminded me of old Mrs Joubert and what she meant to me :).

  2. O meu nome foi mencionado aqui ahaha, até me sinto orgulhoso xD
    Bem, posso dizer que Bukowsky é um autor que nos faz acreditar…falo por mim, a vida que levou, as escolhas que fez (e a falta delas) tornaram-no num grande escritor. A mim deu-me esperança…acredito que este Chinaski foi essencial para a minha “recuperação” (quem me conhece sabe do que estou a falar).

    Contudo, em termos de inspiração, é difícil falar de Bukowsky. Temos um autor que vai buscar a essência da sua escrita à vida de merda que levou. E é isso mesmo que transmite no papel! A merda de vida que levou. Foi tão merdosa que o seu processo de escrita grita “I don’t give a fuck if you like my writing or not”. E por isso, muito obrigado. Com Bukowsky aprendi que o importante é escrever…seja bem ou mal, algum dia havemos de acertar!

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