On The Bookshelf

Currently readingOn Photography  and I, Etcetera by Susan Sontag and No One Belongs Here More Than You by Miranda July

Recently read/the first pleasure-reading I’ve done in a LONG while (thanks, post-grad life!): Russian Beauty, Viktor Erefeyov/ The Old Man and the Sea, Ernest Hemingway / House of Mirth, Edith Wharton

Books that initiated my love affairs with various authors:                 A Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel García Marquez/ Notebook of a Return to the Native Land, Aimé Césaire/ Madame Bovary, Gustave Flaubert/ Envy, Olyesha/ Wide Sargasso Sea, Jean Rhys/ On the Road, Jack Kerouac

Books that I will always love and thank for fueling my escapist tendencies: The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings, J.R.R. Tolkien/ HP, She-who-need-not-be-named/ Wild Magic series, Tamora Pierce/ Kushiel’s Dart, Jacqueline Carey

Books that are pure poetry:  The Feather Room, Anis MojganiGreat American Prose Poems, ed. David Lehman/ French Symbolist Poetry, trans. C.F. Macintyre (really just any versions of any/all of those authors available)

Books that changed my life that time I decided to go vegan and get into yoga: Eat, Pray, Love, Elizabeth Gilbert/ Skinny Bitch, two skinny bitches/ Superfoods: the food and medicine of the future, David Wolfe

Books that make me  go  “yesyesyes!” nod my head a million times and want to toast to them with wine but I am useless after I drink so never mind..: Powers of Horror: An Essay on Abjection, Julia Kristeva /The Madwoman in the Attic, Gilbert and Gubar/ I Am a Japanese Writer, Dany Laferrière

Books I always meant to read so I could use them in well-founded arguments/discussions with feminists I respect, pretentious academics, narrow-minded political opponents, and my First Baptist grandmother: 

Frantz Fanon’s Black Skin, White Masks

Jorge Luis Borges’ Labyrinths

King James’ version (since that’s the dominant one) of The Bible, (along with all the apocrypha that got ‘accidentally’ edited out)

ALL the Cixous, Irigaray and Kristeva, plus Lacan’s Ecrits (English editions, since as much as I would love to read French, I am still just beginning and really can’t deal with all the wordplay (aka inside academic  jokes and intellectual masturbation)

bell hooks’ books (she stole my chocolate cake the first time I met her and I’ve held an unfortunate grudge ever since)

Das Kapital and The Communist Manifesto, Karl Marx

…and now I’m just name dropping: 

Mikhail Bakhtin, Roland Barthes, Joseph Campbell


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