I’m sitting at the table in my too-hot apartment (I could turn on the AC, but I’m being cheap this evening), I finish up a letter to a friend, and then I think “Wow, you haven’t updated your blog in a long time! You POS!”
So here I am.
It’s been an interesting summer. July starts tomorrow, and I keep thinking “Have you even done anything fun or productive this summer?” Doesn’t feel like it. But I suppose I have. I have been working both jobs, and I’ve worked a lot on my writing. Earlier this month I received the news that my poem “My boogeyman chant, age 6” has been accepted to Blood Moon Rising for their October 2016 issue. Yay for publication! Extremely exciting.
In my downtime I’ve visited family, saw old friends, spent time with new friends, made plans for some awesome academic/career opportunities starting in August, and just adventured around town, going to the theater, etc. I haven’t made it to a baseball game yet, which is disappointing, but maybe later this month…
So in between all of this stuff, I’ve read a lot of books and I’ve drank a lot of coffee. Summer 2016 will be known as the Summer of Coffee. And the Summer of okcupid, but that’s another story…
What I’ve read so far:
- Palo Alto by James Franco
I think I was reading this before classes got out and summer officially began, but whatevs. This was extremely angsty, almost TOO angsty for my taste, but halfway through I just couldn’t put it down. James Franco captured so many voices of Californian teens, and their stories were brutal, honest, and gritty. I insisted on reading this just because I love Franco, and I’m glad I did. 5 out of 5.
- Close to Shore: The Terrifying Shark Attacks of 1916 by Michael Capuzzo
I read this last month in prep for Shark Week 2016, but also just because I love shark attack stories. Who doesn’t? If you don’t, than I feel sorry for you. The book was a little dry, as historical detail can sometimes be, but it was suspenseful enough to keep me reading. It follows the story of a rogue Great White shark who terrorizes the New Jersey shore in the summer of 1916 (I picked a perfect year to read this story, am I right? 100 years later! What in the fuck). If you like sharks and scary shit, try this one out. 4 out of 5.
- The Exorcist by William Peter Blatty
My best friend gave me this book back in 2012, I believe, and it’s taken me that long to read it. I was such a chicken shit! But I was also worried I was going to hate it…if you’ve read my previous posts, you know how I feel about exorcism stories…UGH. But, I had been told by different people that it was the scariest book they’d ever read, which concerned me, but I had also seen the movie, which didn’t “frighten” me all that much. So I’ve been contemplating this book for quite some time, and then a few weeks ago I said “fuck it.” I know many people know the overall story, so I won’t say much, but I will say the movie does not stray far from the book. In fact, some of the dialogue was almost word-for-word, which was cool. I guess overall this wasn’t the BEST book I’ve ever read, but I am glad I read it. The style of writing was effective, and it was a fast and fun read. 3 out of 5.
- Rosemary’s Baby by Ira Levin
THIS book actually frightened me a little. I had also watched the movie (a 1968 release), but the movie doesn’t do the book justice. It took me a couple chapters to get used to the voice and style, but once I fell into it I almost couldn’t get out. The story built slowly upon itself, creeping page after page as you’re swept along with Rosemary’s married life among the disturbingly nice people in her apartment building. The last fifteen pages had me at the edge of my seat, no joke. 5 out of 5.
- The Silver Linings Playbook by Matthew Quick
This was one of those “I can’t believe I’ve seen the movie, but haven’t read the book!” moments. I found the book used (score!), and started reading it the same day I got it (I was actually reading it while I was reading Rosemary’s Baby. Ell Oh Ell). I read it in only a couple days, and it was absolutely wonderful. I’m a huge Bradley Cooper fan, so I loved picturing him and hearing his voice through the entire piece (swoon). It was also fun to compare and contrast character traits between the book and film. The ending of the book was not quite what I had hoped for (it was different from the film, but no spoilers), but I thoroughly enjoyed the “almost innocent” obsession and drive within the narrative voice. 5 out of 5.
- Deadpool comics; specifically Deadpool, Vol. 5: Wedding of Deadpool by Brian Posehn and Gerry Duggan
It just occurred to me that I haven’t informed my blogging friends of my newest fictional character obsession! I saw Deadpool (film) the weekend it was released (Valentine’s Day…how sweet, right?), and it was love at first sight. I went back to see the movie another time, and another, and another (I saw it 7 times…sorry not sorry), and I talked to my best friend (who happens to know quite a bit about comics), and she hooked me up with a series that I adore. Deadpool is mean, raw, savage, truthful, and disgusting, but he’s funny, quippy, clever, and even very loving. Some of the comics are actually sad….sad, can you fricken believe it! He has such a great story. But I think I’ll leave the Deadpool discussion for a separate blog post. Because he deserves it.
Currently, I’m reading a chapbook of poems by Zachary Schomburg called Scary, No Scary, another collection called The Difficult Farm by Heather Christle (both chapbooks I borrowed from a wonderful friend), and 11/22/63 by Stephen King. This King book is my white whale…it’s taking me forever. But I will finish it, damnit.
‘Till next time (with lots to say about Mr. Pool so prepare yourself), have a wonderful weekend and a happy fourth!