Before mercury, my blood used to fill thermometers.

Sunday, September 16, 2012

I have more respect for your art than I do for my own fears.

My review of Sheila Heti's How Should a Person Be? is live at Anobium. (And the title of this post is from that book.)

On Thursday I spent the afternoon having my mind blown by Amanda Kloehr on the heels of a whole perfect fall day dancing around downtown telling everyone about Harrisburg Magazine's redesign (currently in glorious process). I was and am so happy because I am still writing with them and received an extremely warm email from the web editor, Len (after freaking out to excess over the loss of the site's old content - really freaked out, pyrotechnics and all). And summer was so full of - I reflect - ups and downs is wholly inadequate. Plunges. This whole summer was a plunge. Verb and noun. Then I went back to bed. I am often mistaken for a busy person when I spend every available waking hour asleep. This is one of the many ruses that has served me well.

New Birds of Lace titles abound! Including lovely Andrea Quinlan's Mysteries of Laura. Watch that tumblr is what I'm saying.

This best captures the psychic hazard that I am pre-coffee: at breakfast this morning, in a Sailor Moon shirt, the Little Amps barister bid me good luck on my new French press and told me to watch out for the Negaverse. He called me Sailor Mars. My first impulse was a deeply defensive how did you know? significant minutes before I congratulated him on the reference.

1 comment:

  1. Thanks for the kind shout out!
    p.s. Your Sailor Moon shirt sounds amazing.