Saturday, January 9, 2010

I Was Looking For a Job and Then I Found a Job...

... and heaven knows I've been miserable now. Well, not now. Now I'm freelance writing while I work on my book and figure out what to do with my life. Teach? Edit? Dance for quarters? Work for the census? They did leave that beguiling flier under my door. They must have known that I was having a career crisis!


I've been distracted and unable to read new things lately (see earlier post). So I'm making a list of all the books that I plan to read this year. Note, these are books that are in my home. I bought them, intended to read them, and then chose to read Archie comics or something.

The Mayor of Casterbridge by Thomas Hardy

I bought it for my dad and he liked it a lot. I meant to read it. But I kept falling asleep. I'll give it another try. I also fell asleep reading "Tess of the D'Ubervilles" in high school. I'm not optimistic.

Sometimes a Great Notion by Ken Kesey

T got it for me for Hanukkah. It started off great but it keeps jumping around from narrator to narrator. I got distracted trying to read it on the subway. Maybe the print is too small? Why do I always forget to wear my reading glasses? Maybe because I don't want to admit I need them. Hmmm...

Austerity Britain
by David Kynaston

I really just like the cover. But I started reading it and I liked it. But at 700 pages, its a lot of post WWII British austerity, you know?

The Dream Songs by John Berryman

I really should read more poetry. I was always worried that this book of poetry would depress me. But then again, I felt that way about the Pill and it made me feel a million times better.

Street of Crocodiles
by Bruno Schulz

I think I've lied and told people I've read this. But I don't think I ever did. I'll find out, I guess.

Music for Chameleons by Truman Capote

I've read some individual stories but I should sit and read the whole thing.

Well, that's as ambitious as I get tonight. I complete this high-falutin' list while watching the episode of Bridezillas with Karen the horror of Staten Island. I watch this and no longer wonder why people dislike the Jews. Does that make me a self-hating Jew?

Oh god, did she just flash a gang sign and say, "Shabbat Shalom?"

1 comment:

  1. that's sort of one of the reasons i ran off to japan. which is pronounced with a soft "j", nobody tells you that...