On Wildwood Beach, Long Island's North Fork - D. picked out a campsite right behind this, amongst the woods and deer and fireflies.
Some titles purchased with a B&N birthday card:
Scorch Atlas, by Blake Butler,
Fireflies in the Mist, by Qurratulain Hyder,
Powers of Horror: An Essay on Abjection, by Julia Kristeva, entirely because of this: http://therumpus.net/2011/06/julia-kristevas-face/
Purge, by Sofi Oksanen.
On the shelf, going slowly:
Independent People, by Halldor Laxness,
Swann’s Way and Within a Budding Grove, by Marcel Proust,
The Tale of Genji, by Murasaki Shikibu.
At some point I’ll probably write a ramblie and not all together astute bit of a post on some of these books. What a lovely thing, to have a big pile of words and worlds to dip into while hiding from a typically muggy New York summer’s day.
p.s. there will at some point be (hopefully) good news by the end of this week. Mouths shut till then.
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