Despite a few “schmeh” moments, it’s been a good year for reading. (When is it not? Because books are best.) I started out the year with Stephen Graham Jones’ remarkable The Only Good Indians and since then have wound my way through everything from poetry to essays, reimaginings of myths to new stories that feel … Continue reading 2021 Reading – Mid-Year Review
It seems to be a perennial question but one focused on a future we anticipate and aren’t sure yet what to do with: what is humanity’s ethical obligation to the consciousnesses we make? We see this question in the replicants of Blade Runner to the clones of Kazuo Ishiguro’s Never Let Me Go to the … Continue reading But They’re Not Really People—Clones and Artificial Friends, Oh My!
Recently, a dear friend reached out to me asking for recommendations of “classics.” She reads a lot but primarily contemporary works and felt like she missed the boat on a lot of those “big” books that people “should” read. Because I love both making lists and being a busy body, I offered to create a … Continue reading Literary Essentials for Cocktail Parties, a Syllabus
Each year since I started tracking books read, I’ve read more books than the year before. This year is no exception. However, I don’t feel exactly braggy about this fact. On one hand, it implies that I perhaps failed in this year’s goal to read better rather than more, to savor and remember and not … Continue reading 2019 Reading List and Top 10
Drinking: Americano. Listening to: Rhiannon Giddens, There is No Other, then Joy Williams, Front Porch. In response to my post on Kazuo Ishiguro’s unreliable narrators, my brother asked if Ishiguro’s work showcases the impossibility of getting outside your own history to see your self and culture clearly. His entry point is An Artist of the … Continue reading Unreliable, Round Two
It’s easy to fall of a cliff when talking about “unreliable narrators,” those character perspectives who a reader realizes at some point cannot be entirely trusted. Once you head down this path, it becomes very easy to start seeing every narrator as unreliable. David Copperfield? Was he born? Ishmael? Total charlatan! And what is “truth” … Continue reading Unreliable