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What I read- 2018 edition

I thought this year I would remind folks that this list only includes books I read cover to cover. Most of the critical and a few of the creative works I read are “grad school reads,” meaning I do not (and cannot) read every page. I’ll link some of those books here in case you are interested. (I learned ONE of my friends reads this list, so you know, I have to maintain this list’s tradition of accuracy.)

  1. Swing Time by Zadie Smith
  2. Everything I Never Told you by Celeste Ng
  3. Beast/Meridian by Vanessa Angélica Villarreal
  4. Don’t Let Me Be Lonely by Claudia Rankine
  5. A Bestiary by Lily Hoang
  6. Field Theories by Samiya Bashir
  7. play dead by francine j. harris
  8. Ghost Of by Diana Khoi Nguyen
  9. My Year of Meats by Ruth Ozeki
  10. Hardly War by Don Mee Choi
  11. Silver Road by Kazim Ali
  12. These Days of Candy by Manuel Paul Lopez
  13. Goodbye Lyric by Ruth Ellen Kocher
  14. Together and By Ourselves by Alex Dimitrov
  15. Drinking Coffee Elsewhere by ZZ Packer
  16. In the Language of My Captor by Shane McCrae
  17. Bluets by Maggie Nelson
  18. Come as You Are by Emily Nagoski
  19. Don’t Call Us Dead by Danez Smith
  20. Zong! by M. Nourbese Philips
  21. Cane by Jean Toomer
  22. Eye Level by Jenny Xie
  23. A Tale for the Time Being by Ruth Ozeki
  24. Life on Mars by Tracy K. Smith
  25. Dictee by Theresa Hak Kyung Cha
  26. Bringing Down the Shovel by Ross Gay
  27. Catalogue of Unabashed Gratitude by Ross Gay
  28. Digest by Gregory Pardlo
  29. Life in a Pretty Box by Dawn Lundy Martin
  30. Dogeaters by Jessica Hagedorn
  31. Translating Mo’um by Cathy Park Hong
  32. Engine Empire by Cathy Park Hong
  33. The Sympathizer by Viet Thanh Nguyen
  34. Milk & Filth by Carmen Giménez Smith

It was a good year for reading. As we entered 2019 on the Gregorian calendar, I have been finishing up: The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead, Imaginary Vessels by Paisley Rekdal, and The Essential Gwendolyn Brooks. Also, finally bought a Lidia Yuknavitch book to read– The Small Backs of Children. Excited about 2019. Oh, today I also started The Undercommons by Stefano Harney and Fred Moten. But they don’t belong in any system of lists. 😉

 

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What I am learning

1.

TENABLE. IMMUTABLE. INDEXICAL. PHENOMENOLOGICAL.

How often I want to visit social media. And the call to be a “voice,” or something.

I see your phenomenological. I raise you EPIPHENOMENOLOGICAL.

How to decide what is worth your time, energy, and money.

How to use the phrase “ephemeral archive” as much as possible.

Trust yourself. Trust yourself. Trust yourself. There is nothing left.

How fraught these spaces—and really all spaces—are with our personal and professional expectations and desires. And the underlying social, cultural, historical, raced, classed, gendered expectations for behavior.

And the ensuing silence.

 

2.

Direct from the horse’s mouth, or bastardizations of what poetry professors have said–

-Make collages.

-Some people write with music, but I need to write with words around me. I find words.

-Then using a number system, I went through and killed poems.

-I would ask my dates, “Are you happy with your job?”

-Cut this word out.

-Image cul-de-sac.

-This voice feels authentic.

(This last one bothers me.)

 

3.

By showing up, I inherently pressure the Institution.

Better get used to it.

 

4.

I realize my life is rather “boring,” that most of the time I am looking for ways to spend time somewhere writing or with people talking about writing or listening to people read or perform writing. That when I look around Boulder, there is not much I feel drawn to do. (Mostly, one has the choice of school, the mountains, shopping. Boulder in three words.)

I think the secret now is to embrace this. How much more time can I reserve for writing– without becoming a complete recluse?

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