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Book fetish, Sports fetish
Whee! I'm excited. I was futzing around the internet just now, and it occurred to me to check to see if the English translation of Sergei Lukyanenko's Nightwatch has been released yet. Well, it hasn't, but I've now placed a pre-order. And here's the great part: by the time it's released and shipped in late July, I will have TOTALLY forgotten about it, so it'll be like magical book manna from heaven! Squee!
Tomorrow I shall get scrubs and check out 1.5 mountains of books to read. Thus let it be written, thus let it be done. On the list at the moment are:
Western Wind (Nims) - a poetry intro text, recommended by my advisor for next year, who perceptively noted that I don't know thing one about the practice and mainstream of poetry, except to write it (which is certainly handy, but it's nice to have some perspective, ne?).
The Milagro Beanfield War (Nichols) - Owen's fault.
The Namesake (Lahiri) - It's one of those everybody's-read-this-why-haven't-you books.
Children Playing Before a Statue of Hercules (ed. Sedaris) - Been meaning to catch this since I saw him read last... what? May, June?
On Beauty (Smith) - Oh, Zadie Smith. All the cool kids are reading you. Plus your novel is an update of Forster's Howard's End, and how crazy is that?
How to Be Good (Hornby) - Uh, it's Nick Hornby. Hello?
Independent People (Laxness) - This one is the New York Times' fault. I was just browsing around, and suddenly there was Jonathan Franzen saying that this book set in the back country of Iceland had inspired wanderlust in him. How can I not? I'll listen to a lot of Björk while I read it (maybe).
Also, I recently downloaded eps 1-8 of the first season of Sports Night. Why, oh why, oh why was this show cancelled?! (other than Sorkin kinda wanted to do West Wing instead, but let's gloss that). I've watched 6 eps now, and I can safely say that I am deeply invested in the characters. It's a fabulous show.
Tomorrow I shall get scrubs and check out 1.5 mountains of books to read. Thus let it be written, thus let it be done. On the list at the moment are:
Western Wind (Nims) - a poetry intro text, recommended by my advisor for next year, who perceptively noted that I don't know thing one about the practice and mainstream of poetry, except to write it (which is certainly handy, but it's nice to have some perspective, ne?).
The Milagro Beanfield War (Nichols) - Owen's fault.
The Namesake (Lahiri) - It's one of those everybody's-read-this-why-haven't-you books.
Children Playing Before a Statue of Hercules (ed. Sedaris) - Been meaning to catch this since I saw him read last... what? May, June?
On Beauty (Smith) - Oh, Zadie Smith. All the cool kids are reading you. Plus your novel is an update of Forster's Howard's End, and how crazy is that?
How to Be Good (Hornby) - Uh, it's Nick Hornby. Hello?
Independent People (Laxness) - This one is the New York Times' fault. I was just browsing around, and suddenly there was Jonathan Franzen saying that this book set in the back country of Iceland had inspired wanderlust in him. How can I not? I'll listen to a lot of Björk while I read it (maybe).
Also, I recently downloaded eps 1-8 of the first season of Sports Night. Why, oh why, oh why was this show cancelled?! (other than Sorkin kinda wanted to do West Wing instead, but let's gloss that). I've watched 6 eps now, and I can safely say that I am deeply invested in the characters. It's a fabulous show.
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Damn. That sold me.
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The volume in question, for those who weren't there when I bought it, is Sleepaway: Writings on Summer Camp ed. Eric Simonoff and featuring a number of big names, e.g. David Sedaris, Margare Atwood, Lev Grossman, Ursula LeGuin.