Tuesday, September 2, 2014

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Monthly Reads: July & August 2014

Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
This is one of the most beautiful pieces of literature I have ever read. I've never read something where I was less concerned with the plot because the writing was so exquisitely beautiful. It is authors like GGMarquez who turn the written word into an art form. I've heard this book touted as one of the greatest love stories of all time.. and I think that's definitely questionable, as I would find most of the things that happen in this book to be pretty creepy, but the writing is spectacular. It's difficult for me to imagine this in movie form because there is no way that it could do the writing any sort of justice. I wanted to savor every word as I read this book. I gushed about this book way more while I was reading it and shortly after, and folks have told me that One Hundred Years of Solitude is way better. I'll have to find out soon.






Everything I Never Told You by Celeste Ng
I wanted to like this book way more than I did because it was it was written by an Asian American author and spoke to the experience of growing up Asian in America. The character development fell flat for me. I found these characters difficult to relate to, which is unusual for me in a book like this since growing up as an Asian American person has made me aware of the experience that I and many others experience with internalized oppression on a daily basis. The writing itself wasn't particularly beautiful, but it moved quickly enough. I know I'm not exactly selling it, but I guess I'm saying that I thought this book was okay. (I know, I really have a way with words myself right now).









I read both of these books in July. I read nothing in August and I am 6 books behind schedule in meeting my reading goal for the year. I feel like not reading is eating away at my soul. I need my quiet moments back. More on this later. Maybe.
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Thursday, August 7, 2014

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a faint trace of our crossing
i knew you were a ghost.
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Thursday, July 31, 2014

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you are not entitled

to my thoughts
to my energy
to my time
to my attention
to me
or to any part of me.

just as i am not entitled to any part of you.
those are choices that each of us make
how fortuitous if our decisions should align somewhere along the way.

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Friday, July 18, 2014

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i wanted to remember the love lines
around your face [in your smile and contemplation]
you were movement and song,
harmony and meter.

you unraveled me;
we hadn't begun.

—possibility
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