letter I / Naked Lunch by William Burroughs
Hello! Welcome to my humble corner of the internet.
Let me start by sharing why I decided to create this newsletter.
First, I’ve noticed I pay more attention to what I read in my email than on any other platform. Plus, I can’t stand the advertisements that clutter so much of the web. It feels like reading a cheap magazine I didn’t sign up for, constantly interrupted by flashy distractions. This newsletter is my way of providing an ad-free, meaningful space for thoughtful engagement.
From a more personal and ethical perspective, I feel compelled to share my thoughts, respond to authors who inspire me, and create stories of my own. Even though I subscribe to the idea of the "Death of the Author" (the notion that the creator's intentions shouldn’t define a work), I see this newsletter as a way to contribute to the ongoing human conversation. As someone living through this era, I want to bear witness—not just to my experiences but to the works of others.
I also believe everything we create is a sum of our influences. Writing, to me, is an adventure. It’s not about repeating what we already know or what we think we believe—it’s about exploring new ideas and perspectives. That’s why I revisit texts I disagree with. It’s a way to challenge myself and refine my understanding.
This space is for conversations like these—ones that are hard to find nowadays. So, I’ve decided to create my own little corner for it.
To kick things off, I’d like to share something with you:
A Recommendation: Naked Lunch by William S. Burroughs
Have you ever read a book that feels like a fever dream? That’s Naked Lunch by William S. Burroughs. It’s messy, surreal, and honestly kind of disturbing—but that’s what makes it work and overall: a masterpiece.
There’s no real plot, just fragments of wild, hallucinatory scenes that dive deep into addiction, control, and all the things society tries to keep hidden.Talks quite a lot about psychiatry, drugs, pharmacies, the famous Interzone. Burroughs wrote it using a cut-up technique, slicing and rearranging text, so it feels chaotic—but there’s a weird beauty in the madness. It reads like being high. He treated language from the object side: markings of ink in paper.
I’d say read it if you’re ready to be unsettled and have your perspective shaken up. Let me know if you do—I’d love to hear what you think.
For me it was an eye opener, is like if someone decided to take every taboo in western civilization and put it in a book, sometimes is even repulsive, but is part of it: experimenting and living everything, like Rilke said in Letters to a Young Poet.
So what’s the weirdest or most unconventional book you’ve ever read? I’d love to hear about it.
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