Giacomo Leopardi was a poet, philosopher, essayist. A radical, forward thinker whose erudite progressivity blossomed and bloomed despite the conservative constraints of his context, much in the same way a dandelion summons the subtle but relentless strength to breach concrete. But this is not to say that he was not …
“it wasn’t just the old worry, the one he’d lived with all his life, as long as he could remember that weighed on him. It was also the dreams.” J.M. Micro, Ordinary Monsters Worry carries a weight. A stress. A strain. But, it’s one I’ve grown accustomed to carrying. There …
“Reality can get dismal”, says Andrew Solomon, and “Human beings are fundamentally absurd”. In both cases, I couldn’t agree more. We are the most arrogant of all species. We are so entranced by our own self-assuredness, so intoxicated with our own self-importance, that we fail to see how the incredible …
“My body loves inertia, my brain loves oblivion” Louise Erdrich, The Sentence I’m restless with the craving for constant motion. Ever needing to avoid the evil of idle hands, the devil can make playthings of whatsoever he chooses as along as I can keep moving. Better the devil you know, …
“Maybe this is what grief is…Maybe this is how loss feels. Like nothing. Like wind in a hollow…Grief and hate are close cousins.” J.M. Miro, Ordinary Monsters “The weak can overcome the strong if the weak persist. Persisting isn’t always safe, but it’s often necessary.” Octavia E. Butler, The Parable …
Every day that I read I am taken down from the ledge that looms over my total annihilation, and every day that I don’t finds me drawing ever closer to it. Most days, in one form or another, I am found mourning a loss of life. I am mourning the …
Muses are fickle and unpredictable. Graceless guests that cannot be trusted to arrive on time, nor counted on to show up for work ready to do their jobs, if they even show up at all. When creativity is a no call, no show, the writer must be prepared to carry …
I wish that I could read faster. I wish that I could absorb information more quickly. But, I also recognize that when I’m reading I’m doing more than just interpreting the markings that make up a strung together series of words. I’m scouring through sentences and syllables in the hopes …
“Whenever I am alone, I sit with books. If someone behaves badly with me I go home and sit with books.” – Martha Nussbaum, A Velocity of Being There is nothing quite like the physical presence of books. I enjoy the welcomed ease with which an audiobook can speak to …
“Book…are immutable…We like books because they stay the same ” – David Byrne, The Velocity of Being Nothing can be relied upon as concrete. Nothing is immune to that all-pervasive ephemerality inherent to existence itself. Nothing except books that is. Books are the only true unmoved movers I know of. …
