You'll notice a significant drop in the number of titles this year.
Reading
is definitely something I need to make time for. It doesn't happen
naturally at home — I'm often easily distracted by living partner,
television, internet, foods... Typically, I do a lot of reading
on my train or bus commutes, but I've been hating that and end
up looking at my phone (Pokemon Go? Anyone?). Also I would normally
enjoy reading while hiding out in local coffee shops, but this
year I spent a lot of that time writing letters and journaling.The
reading has suffered.
I can say that I enjoyed a great deal of what I've managed to get to this go around.
Here is my
list:
Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller
Meh. I'm sure
I missed the point.
Dance Dance Dance by Haruki Murakami
Yes, another
Murakami book. You are going to see his stuff on my reading list
every year. I'm pretty sure even if I ever catch up to him, I'll
still reread my favorites.
Dragon's Breath: and Other True Stories by MariNaomi
A
Christmas gift from my friend Mia. We met MariNaomi together at an
event—I tend to run into her here and there, living in the
same city and running around in overlapping Japanese American
circles— but Mia went on to interview her for Los Angeles
Magazine. This was a signed copy and very enjoyable comic. I
like comics that are very personal.
Death by Black Hole: And Other Cosmic Quandaries by Neil deGrasse Tyson
Took awhile
to get through, but very enjoyable read. Looking forward to more
science reads. More deGrasse Tyson. Really enjoyed Sagan from a
previous year. Maybe it's time to read up some Oliver Sacks.
My Dark Places by James Ellroy
Pretty rough
reading. Probably not the best place to start with James Ellroy;
I should have looked at his fiction first. This one is about his
mother's murder when he was a child and all the weird issues
he's developed along the way and trying to find answers as an
adult. But why all the weird shifts in style throughout? Is this
typical for him?
I can't even
tell if it was intentional. Worth further exploration.
After
reading, gave it to Mexican American friend of mine because
so much of it takes place in the same places he grew up in, with a
warning that there's a lot of racial things it it that might trigger.
Like a Velvet Glove Cast in Iron by Daniel Clowes
About time!
Found an old copy of this one at a comic book store in Monrovia. I
like Clowes so this was a no-brainer.
The Madwoman in the Volvo: My Year of Raging Hormones by Sandra Tsing Loh
I met Sandra
Tsing Loh at her one-woman show in Pasadena and she signed my
book afterward. She's just a really cool local lady. She wanted
to write, "To Cari—The Madwoman in the [car I drive],but I
told her that I not only don't have a car, but I don't drive and I
don't know how AND I grew up in Southern California! So wrap
your brain around that one, Loh! She was really interested in
what my deal is because of that one. I wish I wasn't so drunk at
the time, but I think she appreciated it. She ended up
inscribing "...The Madwoman on the Metro" so I will
treasure my copy forever. The downside: I got really freaked out
about peri-menopause after reading this one.
The Edible Woman by Margaret Atwood
A goddamned
masterpiece. Read it. Shout it from the rooftops to any woman,
"YOU HAVE TO READ THIS!" I've even recommended it to
my therapist.
Patience by Daniel Clowes
A new
release. Bought it at Independent Bookstore Day. Clowes does time
travel.
Left unfinished:
The
Air Conditioned Nightmare by
Henry Miller
Just... too
dated for me. Miller's thoughts on women, Asian women, people of
color, I just couldn't get through it.
Coin Locker Babies by Ryu Murakami
The other Murakami.
Recommended to me years ago by a guy I met at the Lummis House.
Not bad, but I got bored. I think it's just where I was in my
life. I would go back to it, but I think I returned it to Mia.
Still not reading much so far this year as it's been really hectic and a lot of my stuff I threw into storage.









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