Whenever someone complains about how the second-person point of view just doesn’t work for them, I think they should give Jamaica Kincaid’s short story Girl a solid read.
There is one particular short story in The Collected Stories of Lydia Davis that I’ve adored since the very first time I read it, called Cockroaches in Autumn.
There is a linguistic thread that runs through The Truth About Owls that I keep catching myself thinking about.
This sequel continues the theme of found family from the first book, and is bursting at the seams with several themes common to a lot of disabled, queer, and trans experiences: dysphoria, dissociation and depersonalization, healing from traumatic childhoods, gender fluidity, to name just a few.
This month's edition of #DrinkTeaReadBooks features some pu'er-fuelled ramblings prompted by a recent reading of Alan Moore's "Watchmen" and Kat Verhoeven's "Meat and Bone".
It's the journey, and not the destination, that counts — even when one is on a ship like the Wayfarer, whose job is to punch stable wormholes through the fabric of space-time.