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Jun. 2nd, 2004 12:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
omnia_mutanturi wonder about posting a reading list. history and cherished did, but i can't figure out how to say "all the books ever" and not sound like a pompous ass or a braggart.
i want to be full of books, i used to think if i read enough, i could drown out everything else and just know things about people worked about how language worked about how to communicate meaningfully how to show what i was thinking in a way that took it out of my head and made sense.
it's not that i can't absorb facts, i tend to be able to synthesize knowledge, and if i can see the moving parts in my head, i can tell how things interconnect, and i like the pictures clean things make (like the poetryweb, like the things junkyard and atlantic teach me, like the good parts of work.) (and i hate when people don't share my enthusiasm, and the only person who seemed to really understand why the poetryweb was exciting went to ground after like one and half conversations)
it's just that it seemed more important, first as defense and then as sociology and then as something as close to spirituality as this little girl is going to get, to understand the _why_, and i've loved the idea of narrative almost as much as i've mistrusted it for as long as i remember.
so, off the top of my head, reading list for the immediate future
after i finish Brief Interviews with Hideous Men I'm thinking Wicked next, 'cause i'll want something a little less rife with metaspeak, though the word limn in the footnote all but made me weep for joy. Then probably some AS Byatt, and i should read the whole quartet in a row, since i don't want to read Whistling Woman without re-reading the others and now i have all four, and i love her but she's so bloody dense and over the top sometimes, so maybe i should break it up with something like maybe the last Fforde book will have come out in paperback, or maybe I'll try Asa as I knew Him again, because though I didn't really like Camera My Mother Gave Me, I've liked the other two books Kaysen wrote. but since i'm currently miserable, i'm going to treat myself to something at raven tonight when i'm out, so that might throw everything into disarray. and i really want to re-start Quicksilver, because it's not the kind of book you should read another book in the middle of, because steampunk seems to be about baroque casts of characters, and i lent Scar to important before i finished reading it, so if history's going to read it,maybe i should buy it again or maybe King Rat, but i've had this crazy hankering to reread American Gods, and I've been reworking my way through tamora pierce's the immortals when i go to B&N, and part of me wants to just drown in young adult fantasy and think about all the crazy gender roles in it and how the ideas of difference and 'other' are played out in it, and sometimes i wish i still got to write papers about this shit.
and that paragraph sort of indicates how i think about books, all the time.
and on that sort of freerambling note, i'm kind of curious where all my pussy bullshit's coming from. i've certainly done worse, and been more stressed out and strung out than i am right now, and i've made it through then, i'll make it through now.
i want to be full of books, i used to think if i read enough, i could drown out everything else and just know things about people worked about how language worked about how to communicate meaningfully how to show what i was thinking in a way that took it out of my head and made sense.
it's not that i can't absorb facts, i tend to be able to synthesize knowledge, and if i can see the moving parts in my head, i can tell how things interconnect, and i like the pictures clean things make (like the poetryweb, like the things junkyard and atlantic teach me, like the good parts of work.) (and i hate when people don't share my enthusiasm, and the only person who seemed to really understand why the poetryweb was exciting went to ground after like one and half conversations)
it's just that it seemed more important, first as defense and then as sociology and then as something as close to spirituality as this little girl is going to get, to understand the _why_, and i've loved the idea of narrative almost as much as i've mistrusted it for as long as i remember.
so, off the top of my head, reading list for the immediate future
after i finish Brief Interviews with Hideous Men I'm thinking Wicked next, 'cause i'll want something a little less rife with metaspeak, though the word limn in the footnote all but made me weep for joy. Then probably some AS Byatt, and i should read the whole quartet in a row, since i don't want to read Whistling Woman without re-reading the others and now i have all four, and i love her but she's so bloody dense and over the top sometimes, so maybe i should break it up with something like maybe the last Fforde book will have come out in paperback, or maybe I'll try Asa as I knew Him again, because though I didn't really like Camera My Mother Gave Me, I've liked the other two books Kaysen wrote. but since i'm currently miserable, i'm going to treat myself to something at raven tonight when i'm out, so that might throw everything into disarray. and i really want to re-start Quicksilver, because it's not the kind of book you should read another book in the middle of, because steampunk seems to be about baroque casts of characters, and i lent Scar to important before i finished reading it, so if history's going to read it,maybe i should buy it again or maybe King Rat, but i've had this crazy hankering to reread American Gods, and I've been reworking my way through tamora pierce's the immortals when i go to B&N, and part of me wants to just drown in young adult fantasy and think about all the crazy gender roles in it and how the ideas of difference and 'other' are played out in it, and sometimes i wish i still got to write papers about this shit.
and that paragraph sort of indicates how i think about books, all the time.
and on that sort of freerambling note, i'm kind of curious where all my pussy bullshit's coming from. i've certainly done worse, and been more stressed out and strung out than i am right now, and i've made it through then, i'll make it through now.
