Having a few weeks away from textbooks and course readers gives me time to read for pleasure and not feel so guilty about it. I bought Azar Nafisi’s Reading Lolita in Tehran while hopping through airports last week and just the first couple chapters got me a little misty-eyed. Missing Iran a little more than ever.
I also borrowed the following from the library today. Miranda July, Jonathan Safran Foer, and Augusten Burroughs. I’ve been running into quotes from these authors left, right, and center, and I figured I was beyond due to dive into the texts as a whole. I think I’ll read them in this order…
It’s going to break my heart once I’m done with these. Thankfully Augusten practically poops out books, so I’ll have more to discover in that direction if I really dig Running with Scissors.
“Being alone it can be quite romantic. Like Jacques Cousteau underneath the Atlantic. A fantastic voyage to parts unknown. Going to depths where the sun’s never shone. And I fascinate myself when I’m alone.”—Andrew Bird