[Red Maple buds against an overcast afternoon sky.]
Another hectic week. Not a lot accomplished outside of work and working out. I spent what little down time I usually have helping my partner set up a new office, which will allow her to move her business supplies out of the storage unit where they have gathered dust for the past two years. That, and some unexpected house maintenance tasks, filled my days and my mind.
Reading
Immediately after acquiring Melissa Wray’s poetry collection Small Gestures, I read it, and it was beautiful! Next I read Portuguese writer Maria Judite De Carvalho’s Empty Wardrobes, which I received a few years back, when I had a subscription to Two Lines Press of the Center for the Art of Translation. Money and space are tighter now so I had to let that subscription lapse, but I still have over a dozen books from Two Lines Press which I have not yet read. And a pile of books from Deep Vellum, and another from Open Letter, and another from Ugly Duckling Presse, and a large pile from And Other Stories, which is the only publisher to whom I have a subscription.
Friday morning (yesterday, when this is posted) I treated myself to an early morning at Scorpion Hearts Club, where I drank two delicious lattes and cracked open Frantz Fanon‘s The Wretched of the Earth, which I picked up a few months ago from Black Dog Books and Records. Only a dozen pages in, and this book is blowing my mind wide open.
Writing
One day I will have the time, energy, and attention span together to write something creative and good, but today is not that day.
Weekly Writing Prompt
Subject: Revenge, Fae
Setting: Small Town
Genre: Noir
Listening
Yes, “Leave It”, from their 1983 album 90125.
Interesting Links
- Restored CDC – an archived version of the CDC website from before the Trump/Musk/Kennedy death cult started scrubbing it of life-saving information.
- “Armed Madhouse – The Last Dreadnoughts” (Haig Hovaness, Naked Capitalism)
