I feel obligated to share that I initially spelled Wednesday wrong in the heading. I stared at it for longer than I care to admit trying to figure out what the problem was. WHY ARE YOU THERE RED SQUIGGLY LINE?
Stupid letter N.
Are we sure it isn’t Monday?
I double checked. Still Wednesday.
I have been on a reading rampage. I have a smallish break in classes, and am LOVING the extra time.
June was a craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazy good reading month. So many great books. Proof:
I didn’t super love everything I read in June, but I loved a lot of them- particularly Good Talk. And The House on the Cerulean Sea. And A Burning.
And I loved the poetry in Where to Begin.
And my mind was blown open by I’m Still Here and So You Want to Talk About Race and The Water Dancer.
July is off to a good start! The first book down was Girl, Serpent, Thorn by Melissa Bashardoust.
It was a super quick and fun read, with a lot of magic and Persian folklore, and twists, and complicated layers of betrayal. I don’t read a ton of YA, but this one piqued my interest enough that I couldn’t resist it. Especially after I found out it had been a close second contender for the Fantastic Strangelings book club. I would recommend this one to anyone who enjoys a light, LGBTQ+ friendly read with a hefty glob of magic.
I’m juggling a few books right now:
White Fragility and How to Be an Antiracist are my latest mind-blowing books, teaching me how wrong I have been and continue to be.
Friends and Strangers is the July Read With Jenna pick. Her last two picks (Valentine and A Burning) were very solid, and probably two of my top reads for the year so far- so I have high hopes for this one!
I did NOT finish the July GMA pick, Sex and Vanity by Kevin Kwan. I read about 30 pages, decided I hated it and had better stuff to read, and moved on. It’s been a LONG time since I’ve abandoned a book. I mean, hell, I finished The Goldfinch, and that monster went on for 100 pages longer than it should have.
I’ll leave you with a story:
Recently, I was arguing with some dude on Facebook. I know. DON’T READ THE COMMENTS.
(I always read the comments.)
So anyway, I’m having a discussion (arguing) with this dude who has decided to say something pretty foul about a female politician.
The word misogynist came up. Probably by me.
The guy says, and I wish I was making this up, “Do you even know what it means? strongly prejudiced against women.”
More chaos ensued. But the point of the story?
A few minutes later, I’m getting dressed for work and venting in the general direction of my endlessly patient husband.
Me: “HE SERIOUSLY MANSPLAINED MISOGYNY TO ME. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? I MEAN I GUESS LIL OL’ ME SHOULD JUST CONSIDER MYSELF LUCKY THAT I WAS ALLOWED TO FINISH HIGH SCHOOL, RIGHT?!?!?!?”
And then realized that I had put my pants on backwards.
So there’s that.
Wear a mask, people.