Funny you should be having that experience (not really, I know)--I read that book in one sitting (perhaps one lying down) in between bouts of horrible stomach flu. I sometimes think about rereading, but it makes me queasy to remember it. Weird, creepy dreams indeed.
Hope you recover very soon.
Edited at 2009-07-15 02:26 am (UTC)
It's taking me rather more than one sitting, because I'm the kind of person who reads all the footnotes and tracks down the appendices as they are mentioned and then goes back to reread the pages referenced by the editor.
But creepy, indeed.
In that book, the footnotes are almost more important than the main text, so I did that too.
I was just lying around for a very long time--a vicious bug!
For me, it was this
This sums up my dreams nicely: O_O
Okay, that went on the wish list!
I read that book while we were moving into this house/buying house (don't remember) and was in middle of going on to a new med that while not a painkiller, can make you feel high as you are adjusting. Yeah, bad move on my part and might explain later events.
LOL! That would be a BAD time to read that book. "Wait; was there ALWAYS this closet at the back of the basement????!!!"
That book has been on my list of books to read for ages. Now that I have finished with the Dune series, (again), perhaps I'll see if I can buy House of Leaves.
The singer Poe has some of her music almost set to that book.
The name of the Poe album is Haunted, and it is really quite excellent. Poe and the author are siblings, and they were working on the projects at the same time (both dealing with their father's recent death), so they kind of wove the two projects together.
If possible, listen to the album shortly after you finish the book. It adds another layer to the surrealist experience.
I read that book sober, and it messed with my mind well enough. I can't imagine trying to read it in an altered state of any kind.
I have that cd somewhere in my house and it is one of my favorite cds. I LOVE haunted and Spanish Doll-both songs give me chills to this day.
I love books like that-it is like the one time I read The Hellbound Heart while on my meds...I had some interesting dreams that night.
Skeeeeeeery. I'm glad I've lived in my house as long as I have because any sort of previously unnoticed oddity would send me the fuck OFF.
Yeah, the existence of the music is mentioned on the back of the edition I'm reading (which is borrowed from Cat V., who will undoubtedly be glad to get it back sometime but probably would be relieved NOT to have possessed it when they first moved into the house on the island!)
2009-07-15 05:18 am (UTC)
I see your House of Leaves and raise you Gilmore Girls reruns flowing into Full House reruns.
Having never seen either, I cannot comment. But I don't think either of them have mysterious rooms that appear, change shapes, and drive people mad before eating them.
2009-07-15 08:19 pm (UTC)
They do when you wake up before the Ambien's done.
Now I'm even more scared of Ambien!
I find that I can't usually read new reading before I go to sleep since I need all my mental energy to really follow it. I always read myself to sleep, but it's usually something I read before. I usually do my new reading earlier in the day, especially if it's fiction, whereas I find it easier to read new nonfiction before bed, especially if it's a topic I'm already familiar with.
I borrowed the book from Cat Valente over a year ago and figured that I really ought to read it so I can return it, and it was right on the nightstand. And I could only read a few pages before falling asleep. So yeah, it was definitely followed me into sleep.
Don't worry, that happens when you read HoL and you aren't taking any pain meds too. Did you buy the edition with the Whalestoe Letters in the back?
I'll second Haunted.
The letters from his mom? Oh, yeah. I read them when they were referenced in a footnote and really glad I did - loads of insight into Truant.
Oh, definitely! Just creepy as hell.
I got HoL several years ago, for Christmas. Upon trying to sit down and read it - a book that I had asked for, had desperately wanted - I found that I could not. It made me remarkably uncomfortable. It took me moving several states away before I could pick up, devour it, the way a child might after stealing a sweet: I couldn't read it while being in the same house my mother. I couldn't read it while I was guilty.
I read it once. Then I hid it.
I haven't looked for it since.
It does impact people, that's for certain.
That is crazily appropriate, actually.