Reading Watching Listening

Reading…

Nox by Anne Carson. It’s for the dissertation. It’s not the first time I’ve read it. It’s interesting, and occasionally beautiful, but it’s long, and cumbersome, and my personal desire to not be working on this project right now is probably interfering with my ability to objectively evaluate any of the works I’m (supposed to be) writing about.

Watching…

The most recent seasons of ArrowThe Flash, and Legends of Tomorrow. At this point, Legends is the only one that I’m particularly interested in, but they are just interconnected enough that I feel obligated to keep watching the others. BUT I read an article about casting changes for the new seasons of a bunch of shows, and there are good things (as far as I’m concerned) happening for Arrow and Legends, so maybe those two will survive in the rotation of “things I watch.”

Listening…

A lot of 70s/80s. A LOT of Jackson C. Frank. It’s good for the soul.

Quoted

…it’s become a mantra for me and our family that, win or lose, it’s important to “get caught trying.” Whether you’re trying to win an election or pass a piece of legislation that will help millions of people, build a friendship or save a marriage, you’re never guaranteed success. But you are bound to try. Again and again and again.

— Hillary Clinton, in What Happened

Quoted

There is such a place as fairyland – but only children can find the way to it. And they do not know that it is fairyland until they have grown so old that they forget the way. One bitter day, when they seek it and cannot find it, they realize what they have lost; and that is the tragedy of life. On that day the gates of Eden are shut behind them and the age of gold is over. Henceforth, they must dwell in the common light of common day. Only a few, who remain children at heart, can ever find that fair, lost path again; and blessed are they above mortals. They, and only they, can bring us tidings from that dear country where we once sojourned and from which we must evermore be exiles. The world calls them its singers and poets and artists and story-tellers; but they are just people who have never forgotten the way to fairyland.

— L.M. Montgomery

Reading Watching Listening

Reading…

Cork Dork by Bianca Bosker. On the polar opposite of Wine. All The Time., which I read just before this, this book makes me want to run away from the wine world screaming. I am FIRMLY on Marissa Ross’s side when it comes to approaches to wine (aka I want to feel relatively confident discussing, purchasing, and drinking wine). Becoming a sommelier sounds horrifying, though in a way where I suppose I kind of admire these people? Bosker’s writing is fresh and entertaining, so the book is a good read. It just also makes me want to scream fairly frequently.

Watching…

Jane the Virgin. Okay, technically I watched this. I’m caught up and stoked for the next season. It took me forever to get over the premise of this show (anyone who has grown up in a religious household where virgin birth is taught as a real possibility is probably going to at least be residually uncomfortable with the notion.) I’m glad my friends persisted in telling me how much they liked it, because I’m loving the modern telenovela structure, the narrator is hilarious, and the characters are loveable and weird.

Listening…

A lot of CBC Radio 2 this week. Which is never a bad choice in my book.

Quoted

“Then I decided that this disorder and this dilemma, revealed by my desire to write on Photography, corresponded to a discomfort I had always suffered from: the uneasiness of being a subject torn between two languages, one expressive, the other critical; and at the heart of this critical language, between several discourses, those of sociology, of semiology, and of psychoanalysis — but that , by ultimate dissatisfaction with all of them, I was bearing witness to the only sure thing that was in me (however naïve it might be): a desperate resistance to any reductive system.”

— Roland Barthes, Camera Lucida

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The Second Coming
William Butler Yeats

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

Quoted

A wandering ghost is a dangerous kind of entity, because he or she might decide to wander back … herein, of course, lies the very root of our horror of ghosts. They are feared not because of what they are, but because of what they remind us of being. We are frightened of ghosts because we are frightened of dying. That is the first thing to be said about the matter: that ghosts, like corpses, are unwelcome because they are memento mori.

– Roger Grainger The Social Symbolism of Grief and Mourning, 28-9

Reading Watching Listening

Reading…

Injun by Jordan Abel. Technically for the thesis. I don’t know that this is my favourite of Abel’s works. It’s fascinating, but in a lot of ways I feel like he did the same things only better in Un/Inhabited.

 

Watching…

All the season premiers! Seriously one of the best times of year for me. Two favourites: The Good Place (Kooky and a little absurd, Kristen Bell is absolutely in her element in this one) and This Is Us (Because since Parenthood ended, I haven’t had something that is guaranteed to make me cry every week, and this one definitely fills that void. Plus Milo Ventimiglia and Justin Hartley.)

 

Listening…

The cover of “Jolene” that Pentatonix recently released with freaking Dolly Parton. I love love love this song in pretty much all iterations, but this one takes the cake in a lot of ways.