Hear/Say

Whether or not I get a job anytime soon, the goal is to complete everything I have checked out in the next month:

Short Stories by Lydia Davis

Almost No Memory by Lydia Davis

Chilly Scenes of Winter by Ann Beattie (should probably read that during the winter)

Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates

Short Stories by Richard Yates

Young Hearts by Richard Yates

Studies in Pessimism by Schopenauer

The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway

A Happy Death by Albert Camus

Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides

Arabian Nights and Days by Naguib Mahfouz

Collected Letters of Neal Cassady

The Electric Kool Aid Test by Tom Wolfe

Also, the rest of the Ender’s Game chronicles, but I feel as if that might stretch or be put off ’til the summer.

There is absolutely no time to sleep.

So far this month, I’ve read Speaker for the Dead, On the Road, Ender’s Shadow, Shoplifting From American Apparel, Richard Yates (by Tao Lin), Eeee Eee Eeee, and started Studies in Pessimism, Revolutionary Road, and Ender in Exile. I would place “Game of Thrones” on the list per a friend’s frantic suggestion, but that might be pushing it. It feels great to get back into the obsessive-reading-mode. The nostalgic wonder of my childhood returns. Like staying up til 3 A.M to read Bean’s side of Ender’s Game even if you know how it ends. My glasses are going to grow dreadfully thick.

One thing about obsessively reading: I find myself day-dreaming a lot more. Sometimes, this is a problem.

Also, I list these in the hopes that someone will also have read them and would like to ‘discuss feelings’ about ‘realities portrayed’ or ‘emotions felt/unfelt’. While I find these conversations worthwhile, I’m sure I’m wrong or just depressingly boring.

More goals:

Draw more pieces for display @ a friend’s deli,

Blog all the more,

Plan a cabin trip.

Life isn’t terrible. Although, choosing which appropriate black articles of clothing that will yield maximum comfort levels before, during, and after an interview is surprisingly nerve wracking .