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sovay ([personal profile] sovay) wrote2019-08-03 02:29 pm

We spent the rest of the day reading old magazines in dungarees

Of course we are supposed to get a thunderstorm today, and of course we are supposed to get it during the exact block of the afternoon I am supposed to be traveling to/at a potluck at the house of people I have never met before. Of course I have also slept badly and mostly want to spend the day on a couch with a cat. I will bring one of my new books and an umbrella along with the lemon cake I baked last night. I was not designed by nature for parties.

1. I am generally thrilled by this review of Gemma Files' Invocabulary (2018) because I love her poetry, but it doesn't hurt that it makes me feel like some kind of muse.

2. An unpleasant but useful read: Myke Cole, "The Sparta Fetish Is a Cultural Cancer." I did not actually know how far the fantasia had extended among the current crop of Nazis. I have negative affinity for Frank Miller's 300 in any of its forms, but "The Oracles" has always been one of my favorite poems by A.E. Housman, so it feels a little personal.

3. Not recent, but I kept forgetting to link it in the overheated chaos of July: Siobhan Carroll, "For He Can Creep."

I am hoping to catch up on some of the movies I intended to review for July, even if I have to do some of them from memory. I just want August to be less exhausted.
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[personal profile] moon_custafer 2019-08-03 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
it makes me feel like some kind of muse.

Which you are.

precisely because the narrator answered the door once, more and more packages filled with unknown gods keep coming and coming

That happened to me once with the Jehovah’s Witnesses. Luckily my housemate eventually answered the door in my place, and in her black bathrobe. “Is... is this a convent?” they asked her, in a worried tone, and never returned.