I read the following books:
- We by Michael Landweber
- Battleborn by Claire Vaye Watkins
- Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing by Judy Blume: I was having a low mental state for a lot of September. So I read kids books.
- Ru by Kim Thúy
- Anastasia Again by Lois Lowry: The children’s books continue.
- Roseanna by Maj Sjöwall and Per Wahloo
- The Push Man and Other Stories by Yoshihiro Tatsumi
My reading has slowed down with the addition of War and Peace to my reading repertoire. Basically, I read one chapter of War and Peace, then a contemporary book, then back to War and Peace. But most of the contemporary books I’m reading, I don’t have much interest in either, so it’s going slow.
Best book: Anastasia Again by Lois Lowry. I read all those books when I was a kid, and even then, especially some of the earlier ones, were dated, but reading dated books I read as a kid is comforting now. I remember wanting to be Anastasia Krupnik when I was ten. I still do. I’d love to have a house with a tower and parents who read and painted and an annoying but lovable little brother and have that whole part of my life to live over again.
I watched:
- Community: Caught up on Netflix, even after Netflix sent me an email saying Yay Community! and then took down Season Four for six days.
- Breaking Bad: But not the second half of the last season. I watched the first half of the last season on Netflix. This show winds me up too much. I get all nervous watching it and then I can’t sleep. I’m actually not sad it’s over. And I read the spoilers for the finale so I don’t even know if I’m going to watch the second half of the last season whenever it makes it’s way over to Netflix. Maybe I’m just not that interested in egotistical masculine anti-heroes who treat their wives like shit.
- My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic: Dear Netflix, please take My Little Pony off your service so I can convince Tesfa it is now time to watch something else. We are on our third run through.
- The IT Crowd: Watching it with Geoff, who waffles back and forth as to whether he really likes watching The IT Crowd with me.
- How I Met Your Mother: The more I hate myself, the more I watch this show, which makes me hate myself more, which in turn encourages me to watch more of this show. Why am I watching the most insidiously rape-culture enforcing show on television?
- Mad Men: I like the theory that Annie Edision is Pete and Trudy Campbell’s granddaughter a little too much.
- Parks and Recreation: I like Leslie Knope too much to actually let my feelings of disappointment about how much I did not really like the season premiere bubble up to the surface. But I did not enjoy the season premiere. Sorry Leslie.
I haven’t watched a movie in ages. I don’t have the time or patience lately. Actually, I might have watched Totoro this month. We watch Totoro so often that I can now tune it out and read a book while Tesfa is watching. This in now way impugns how awesome Totoro is. It just simply says that after the eighteenth time watching Totoro, I feel like doing something else.
I wrote: As I have said, my mentor is not digging Come From Away. I tell myself that this is good because it means I have a critical set of eyes helping me to overcome some of the serious structural flaws (if my story were a building, it would have those Do Not Cross Unsound Foundation signs they put on condemned buildings all over it). But, actually, I feel like why does no one love my story? and the dreams I have of getting up there at the the Governor General’s Awards and going to bookstores all over New Brunswick sticking those stickers on the cover that say Award Winner, those are proving very difficult dreams to let go of. So I’ve been in an awful mood, compounded by the amount of How I Met Your Mother I watch, the constant rain, and the fact that every day at the bus stop, I have to talk to a one-upping mother who is PERFECT and has UNIMAGINABLY PERFECT CHILDREN and who offers me unsolicited advice that I would need a time machine and an infinite amount of money to fulfill.
I also typed up some of the faerie story and wrote in longhand a story about Jersey cows.
On to October with my favourite holiday: Hallowe’en! No familial obligations, just eating candy until I vomit.