It’s 2023!
These are the books I’m currently reading. I meant to read these months ago, but I’m catching up now.
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| If There Are Any Heavens by Nicholas Montemarano |
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| The Vibrant Years by Sonali Dev |
Aura: A Memoir by Hillary Leftwich
Our Wives Under the Sea by Julia Armfield
Enjoy Me Among My Ruins by Juniper Fitzgerald
Miss MacIntosh, My Darling by Marguerite Young
The Rabbit Hutch by Tess Gunty
Bliss Montage by Ling Ma
I’ve Had to Think Up a Way to Survive: On Trauma, Persistence, and Dolly Parton by Lynn Melnick
Late Summer Ode by Olena Kalytiak Davis
Dinosaurs by Lydia Millet
The Escape Artist: The Man Who Broke Out of Auschwitz to Warn the World by Jonathan Freeland
Healing by Gayl Jones
Case Study by Graeme Macrae Burnet
Foster by Claire Keegan
Assia by Sandra Simonds
Offended Sensibilities by Alisa Ganieva
The Emily Dickinson Reader by Paul Legault
The Long Answer by Anna Hogeland
Aesthetica by Allie Rowbottom
A Dangerous Business by Jane Smiley
Writers Under Surveillance: The FBI Files
Doom Scroll by Matthew Guenette
The Pumpkin Eater by Penelope Mortimer
Bad Thoughts by Nada Alic
When the Sun Comes Out After Three Days of Rain by Leah Browning
Sugar Street by Jonathan Dee
Rest Is Resistance: A Manifesto by Tricia Hersey
I’m Never Fine: Scenes and Spasms on Loss by Joseph Lezza
Judy Garland is Not a Sunrise by E.F. Schraeder
Eve Bites Back: An Alternative History of English Literature by Anna Beer
I really appreciate people sending me books and I really appreciate people emailing me about new and forthcoming books. I can’t respond to all the emails, but it is so nice of people to reach out and I do read every email.
So... Some people have asked me about new poems... I am working on a couple manuscripts right now. One is definitely not poetry. The other one is...also not poetry... I think the most important thing is that I’m writing, but I guess I do feel a bit anxious and guilty to say I’m not working on any poems at the moment.
Since I don’t have any new poems right now (sorry), I thought I would post some throwback poems/book excerpts. These photos are of my reading copies which are getting pretty worn. Especially my reading copy of Inappropriate Sleepover which has been bathed in beer over the years.
A poem from Inappropriate Sleepover (The National Poetry Review Press, 2014). (Throwing it pretty far back with this poem...)
I’m actually going to post three poems from The Crimes of Clara Turlington (Vine Leaves Press, 2015) because it is the middle child book. Years later, I’m still excited that Stephanie Burt tweeted about one of these poems.
A poem from Without: Body, Name, Country (Vine Leaves Press, 2020).
I thought I would have an okay selfie from this past weekend, but I don’t. Instead, I have four selfies from Saturday that look like they were taken with an aughts flip phone. I guess I was in horrible lighting or squirming around too much or something. That’s alright though. I made it to 2023 all in one piece.
