It really does seem that the past year has gone by in a haze where the differences between days are mostly in the length of time between sunrise and sunset, if such things even matter any more in a world where an entire year of a television series can be binge-watched in a single day.

This week was light on new reading material, with the only new words to arrive contained with the new issue of Poetry.

In reading news, I am still working my way through David Graeber‘s Debt: The First 5,000 Years, which is endlessly informative, enlightening, and infuriating. Given that I am reading it a few pages a time, in bed before I fall asleep, I expect I will need to go back and re-read Debt in order to get everything out of it that it offers.

I have just begin reading The Eternal Husband, and Other Stories, a collection of Fyodor Dostoevsky‘s short stories, translated by Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky. I read The Brothers Karamazov at the beginning of the year, and it seemed fitting to have Dostoevsky-shaped bookends for this, one of the strangest and most stressful years I can remember. I had an idea that I would do an annual “Dostoevsky December.” We will see how that plays out in the years to come.

In writing news, I took a few days off from prose writing and worked on a couple of poems and some journaling, of which I did very little during NaNoWriMo. I have a short story I would like to complete and polish up for a December 31 submission deadline, but even if I miss the deadline I think the story is good enough that it would make the cut in another venue.