Well here we are at the tail end of August, with every day obviously shorter than the previous. I didn’t read or write as much as I had hoped, but I did visit with my family and reconnect with some old(!) friends, so my head is more clear than it has been in some time. I guess I needed that breathing room.
The only new reading material to arrive in the past week was the September 2022 of Poetry, pictured above with Pepper.
In reading news, I am slowly working through Michael Marder’s Political Categories. It is quite good and informative, but also dense in a way that I have not read in a long time, and apparently those intellectual muscles are out of practice.
And of course I am still working my way through the stack of The Paris Review. I have caught up to the beginning of 2019, which means roughly three months until I reach parity with my subscription, at which point said subscription will probably end. So it goes.
Not much to report on the writing front. Doing a lot of journaling, in more detail than I have over the past couple of years, which is practice of a sort for more formal writing projects. I am slowly transcribing the poetry from April, and I just set up all of the daily writing files for NaNoWriMo 2022, which starts in (egads!) just over two months.