Books acquired this August through purchase and/or requesting at the library I work in, fuck me:
Robert Coover: A Child Again
Adam Levin: Mount Chicago
Alice Notley: The Descent of Alette
Helen Dewitt: Lightning Rods
Lance Olson: Dreamlives of Debris
Jana Prikryl: No Matter - Poems
Vladimir Sorokin: Telluria
UPDATE - just added - I will not be reading the copy of Anna Burns' *Milkman,* just handed me in my office
Books read this August:
I am happy, I hike with L, I monitor the clusterfuck for angry giggles and as excuse and justification for gardening this fucking blog, I make things, obsessively at the moment, I will burn out, I can't blame my eyes I'm not reading or writing (that is, writing anywhere but here where the Fuck It reigns), the woods have toggled, leaf-dying season's started, I'm not fuming I'm not reading or writing but I (am fascinated by watercolors' washes) should at least stop buying/acquiring more books I'll not read, I can't bring myself to move the dead on blogrolls to purgatories, a positive sign of sorts plus other fine metaphors abound, made a third thing of two things
Because whales know we're killing the Earth, you dumb motherfuckers, and they're pissed
I jokingly said to a friend that the FBI raid on Trumpdump was to guarantee that Trump the GOP nominee in 2024 and was told I'm fucking nuts, and when I followed up and said, Well, it's gonna have that effect and was told I'm fucking nuts
Your work is next level. Fine puns abound.
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