It was impulsive: about a week from the end of June, I decided that I was tired of seeing the same old books on my stack, and something had to be done.
Oh, poor things. It wasn’t their fault. “It’s not you, it’s me.” I said.
But I realized, even as I said it, that nobody ever really believes that line.
So I had to prove it. And, it actually was me, not them, after all.
And, then I got carried away and finished Lawrence Hill’s A Book of Negroes, which I had started only in mid-June, but I thought I would try this whole one-book-at-a-time thing that so many readers swear by.
Turns out that I like it, with some adjustments.
Meaning, that I always have a book of poetry, a book of short stories, and a book of non-fiction also on the go.
Wait a minute, I hear someone saying: that’s not one-book-at-a-time. And maybe that’s true: but it’s as close as I get.
And, at least in mid-summer, when the humidity has been so atrocious, that suits me well.
Highlights for July?
* Lyanda Lynn Haupt’s Crow Planet, which changed the way that I walk in my neighbourhood
* Only 46 magazines still on my reading pile (there were about 70 when I started my catch-up project)
* Another Orange Prize nominee, Aifric Campbell’s On the Floor, for Orange July
And in August?
* More Alice Munro, currently The Moons of Jupiter, next The Progress of Love
* George Elliott Clarke’s George and Rue, a novelistic exploration of the events that he wrote about previously in Execution Poems: The Black Acadian Tragedy of ‘George and Rue’
* catching up on the books in my library stack that I’ve already borrowed once before and still haven’t read (why do I do this?)
What about you? How was your July?
What are you looking forward to in August?