What I’m reading

À la recherche du temps perdu (translating it here)

2019 so far…
The Country Life by Rachel Cusk. “I wanted to live by my wits, sleep beneath the stars of solitude, scavenge for scraps: and if in my restless hunger I came across a laden apple tree, no one could blame me for stopping and eating to sustain myself, for who knew when I might next have the chance?”
Exhalation by Ted Chiang ~audiobook~
Kudos by Rachel Cusk. “I looked into his cruel, merry eyes, and I waited for him to stop.”
Outline by Rachel Cusk. “It struck me that some people might think I was stupid, to go out alone on a boat with a man I didn’t know. But what other people thought was no longer of any help to me.”
Transit by Rachel Cusk. “Yet the illusion of meaning recurred, much as you tried to resist it.”
My Brilliant Friend by Elena Ferrante. ~audiobook~
Ladivine by Marie NDiaye. “She had deep, inexhaustible reserves of coldness inside her.”
The Taiga Syndrome by Cristina Rivera Garza, translated by Suzanne Jill Levine & Aviva Kana. “Then, as if there were nothing left to say and he was suddenly alone, he placed small headphones over his ears.”
Aug 9 — Fog by Kathryn Scanlan. “Started my topsy animal Roy gave me in eve.”
The Emissary by Yoko Tawada. “The night the moon came back, the breasts of young boys grew round and firm while the fragrance of ripe figs wafted up from between their legs, thrown wide apart, their knees raised slightly as they slept.”
How to Change Your Mind by Michael Pollan. ~audiobook~
Suite for Barbara Loden by Nathalie Leger. “I don’t like young men, I don’t like their bloom, their inflexibility, their spermatic irritability, their soft hands. … I would not want to die in the company of a young man.”
Empty Set by Veronica Gerber Bicecci, trans. Christina MacSweeney. “Billiards was the second sign something was wrong…and I didn’t see that one either.”
Drift by Caroline Bergvall. “Your legs are the legs of legs/your arms are the arms of arms/your face is the face of face/let the tides/when the shaking starts”…
Spain by Caren Beilin. “I took her the witch, like an evil wheel, the kink in the fate.”
The Parking Lot and other feral scenarios by Darcie Dennigan. “Their dream state was the extra-terrestrial platform on which they would stand and from which they would wield the lever and pulley that moved the Earth.”
The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie by Muriel Spark. “It is important to recognise the years of one’s prime, always remember that.”
CENSUS by Jesse Ball. “Is there none who can simply wander alone beneath a sort of cloth tent painted with dreams?”

Aiding & Abetting by Muriel Spark. “In the second half of the twentieth century, in any case, an inherited earldom was not very real.”
We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson. “I told you that you would like it on the moon.”
Motherwort by Lyric Hunter. “How natural it is to talk.”
The Proof by Agota Kristof. “Peter kisses him lingeringly on the mouth, holding Lucas’s head in his hands.”
The Notebook by Agota Kristof. “Have you seen my eyes?”
Milton a Poem by William Blake. “There is a Moment in each Day that Satan cannot find”…
Maria or, The Wrongs of Woman by Mary Wollstonecraft.
The Curfew by Jesse Ball. “Much of his life in the past years was a matter of making it so that things could not get worse.”
The Description of a New World, Called the Blazing World by Margaret Cavendish. “But this is also to be observed, that none of the Imperial race does use any other drink but Lime-water, or water in which Lime-stone is immerged; their meat is nothing but Fowl of several sorts, their recreations are many, but chiefly Hunting.”
The End of Something by Kate Greenstreet. “There are only so many stories. Maybe twelve.”
The Nature of Things by Lucretius
The Time of the Doves by Mercè Rodoreda. “A shadow flew out of the peach tree: a bird. And a little cloud of dust fell into the courtyard from one of the back porches.”
The Slow Professor by Barbara K Seeber and Maggie Berg. I wrote a little about it here.
Floating Notes by Babak Lakghomi. “Coffee shops are among the places that I call myself Bob.”
Assignment in Brittany by Helen MacInnes. “If he were to keep silent, with his brows down and his lips tightly drawn, she would probably read into his expression the emotions he ought to be feeling.”
Pure Hollywood by Christine Schutt. “The Hedges did not stay for dessert.”
The Marvelous Bones of Time by Brenda Coultas. “I am a small human, so small that my underpants come up to my armpits.”
Double Teenage by Joni Murphy. “This is a spell for getting out of girlhood alive.”
Potted Meat by Steven Dunn. “He gives me the Banana Red and says, A little afternoon refreshment, good sir.”
Slab by Selah Saterstrom. “I have a shitload of friends, and we like to party.”
The First Stone by Helen Garner. “On a day when you don’t feel personally at its mercy, the discourse of power is seductive. It is worldly. It enlists and flatters you.”
I’m So Fine by Khadijah Queen. “I want to stop reacting and keep creating and to do that maybe I need a new kind of hijab that makes me safer unseen, free of both sound and adornment. I could use that kind of safety.”
The Spare Room by Helen Garner. “She tilted her head, stretched her lips, and there it was again, plastered across her face like latex — the smile.”
Stories by Helen Garner. “His passivity engulfed women.”
Fun Home by Alison Bechdel
An Artist of the Floating World by Kazuo Ishiguro. “One can only wish these young people well.”
Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier. “Even the names of those who walk hound puppies are familiar to me.”
The Strange Case of Rachel K by Rachel Kushner. “Writers who have rejected logic and science, those galloping horses, take a different path, through coincidence, the cunning of reason, and mystical signs pointing in the direction that is to be taken.” “She had longings as well, but they weren’t an illness to be cured.”
The Flamethrowers by Rachel Kushner. “I took their rage and negotiated myself into its fabric. I fused my sadness over something private to the chorus of their public lament.” … “The answer is not coming.”
Trip by Tao Lin
Life Among the Savages by Shirley Jackson
Oaxaca Journal by Oliver Sacks
D is for Deadbeat by Sue Grafton
DAMN. by Kendrick Lamar
Notes of a Native Son by James Baldwin. “Perhaps it now occurs to him that in this need to establish himself in relation to his past he is most American, that this depthless alienation from oneself and one’s people is, in sum, the American experience.”
A Greater Music by Bae Suah, translated by Deborah Smith. “The real issue, perhaps, was that everything Sumi knew or believed, she’d learned from the media.”
C is for Corpse by Sue Grafton
B is for Burglar by Sue Grafton
Stories of Your Life and Others by Ted Chiang
Dark Ecology by Timothy Morton
Sidewalks by Valeria Luiselli, translated by Christina MacSweeney
The Hunger Games trilogy by Suzanne Collins
Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte
A is for Alibi by Sue Grafton
Bloodchild & Other Stories, 2nd ed., Octavia Butler

So You’ve Been Publicly Shamed by Jon Ronson
Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel
Play It as It Lays by Joan Didion
The Psychopath Test by Jon Ronson
Simply Separate People, Two by Lynn Crawford
Garments Against Women by Anne Boyer
Just Kids by Patti Smith
Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton
I Am Not Your Negro by James Baldwin & Raoul Peck
A Dialogue on Love by Eve Kosofsky Sedgwick
Land of Love and Ruins by Oddny Eir
The Argonauts by Maggie Nelson
The Selfishness of Others: An Essay on the Fear of Narcissism by Kristin Dombek
Lost at Sea by Jon Ronson
Shankus & Kitto: A Saga by Lynn Crawford (Ditto Ditto)
Dear Cyborgs by Eugene Lim
What Love Is / and what it could be by Carrie Jenkins
The Vegetarian by Han Kang
A Wizard of Earthsea by Ursula K. Le Guin
My Private Property by Mary Ruefle (Wave Books)
The Razor’s Edge by W. Somerset Maugham
Spook Country by William Gibson
Sonata in K by Karen An-Hwei Lee (Ellipsis Press)
Pattern Recognition by William Gibson
Mr. Wilson’s Cabinet of Wonders by Lawrence Weschler
The Door by Magda Szabo
Citizen by Claudia Rankine
Uncountry by Yanara Friedland (Noemi Press)