Native Son by Richard Wright My rating: 5 of 5 stars Phew. This novel is exhausting. I needed to go for a run and have a drink after this unbearable tale of grief, hopelessness, ennui, and racism. Wright's prose is sparse and philosophical, resulting in the sort of haunting, detached narration that makes this novel… Continue reading Wright
Body
Today I joined a gym, went to a tanning bed (for vitamin D), and got acupuncture. I'm trying to give my body some more TLC in the hopes that it will balance out some of the volatile moving/stress emotions I've been carrying around for months. I've learned--sometimes the hard way--that I work and play better when… Continue reading Body
Review
Just wrote a really mean review of Alison Bechdel's latest book on Goodreads. I feel kind of bad. I'm sharing it here anyway. Are You My Mother? by Alison Bechdel My rating: 2 of 5 stars Very sad to give two stars to Alison Bechdel's anything, but this book was tedium incarnate. Things to keep:… Continue reading Review
Journal
My belated New Year's Resolution is to journal. I have historically been terrible about this: I would always rather watch sci-fi TV shows or read about other people's lives. But I have regretted ignoring my own stories every single time I work on any piece of writing.If I'm lucky, there was someone else there to… Continue reading Journal
Coriander
I still can't really describe what coriander tastes like to me. I always expect it to be sweet, since so many of those sticky summer ales boast that they've been brewed with coriander, lemongrass, and orange peel. Really they just taste like Budweiser with a lime squeezed in it. But the other night, I followed… Continue reading Coriander
Grad School
Everyone thinks I'm going to get into my grad program except me. In preparation for the inevitability of reapplying next year, I am reading Octavia Butler's entire bibliography since I'll write my (nonexistent) master's thesis on her work and Afrofuturism. I worry that grad school would cut into my dramatic network television watching though. Thinking… Continue reading Grad School
I've deactivated my Facebook account. Lots of people that I never want to see again remain my "friends" on the site and that irony is not lost on me. Facebook only reinforces arbitrary markers of friendship and politesse, and my mindset does not allow me to jovially and quietly participate in a consumer-driven, badly designed… Continue reading Facebook
101
So the world-famous woman-owned sex shop Babeland is two blocks from my apartment. They offer sexy classes on a variety of subjects. Chett and I are going to one tonight. It's going to be awesome.
Rainier
Yesterday I discovered that we have a view of the top of the huge mountain just south of Seattle. In almost three weeks of Seattle life, I had yet to notice this honking ginormous lump sticking into the sky. That may give you an idea of the fog density.Spent yesterday and most of today recovering… Continue reading Rainier
Downtown
Working downtown is nice. I get to pace around and stare at the biggest ferris wheel on the west coast, the Great Wheel (creative name, huh?). There is free coffee, sometimes we have lunch together, and I get to listen to podcasts and write snarky blog posts. This gives me a chance to catch up… Continue reading Downtown
Jesse Rice-Evans 