Book Bounty from San Francisco
I checked out three books from the library before my trip to SF so that I wouldn't spend money on more books, but I just COULDN'T HELP MYSELF.
So far I have been lost in the Ken Liu book. What a treat! These stories are contemplative, meandering, and full of wildness. Highly recommend getting lost in the worlds he creates, especially with the weather getting a little cooler! I think I will definitely need to pick up one of his novels once the winter sets in more completely.
A Pillow Book by Suzanne Buffam pretty much had me at hello. It was a staff pick at Dog Eared Books, and someone described it as "poems for 3 o'clock in the morning." Um. yes. totally. Probably the only kind of poems I write!
I haven't started invocation: an essay by Jennifer S. Cheng yet, but I can tell you right now that it is not an essay in the traditional sense of the word. These are more like prose poems interspersed with family photos and drawings, but I like this alternative take on the essay. I got it b/c I have been recently considering writing about my own upbringing, but I don't want to do it in a direct autobiographical way. Maybe b/c I'm scared... hm. But, maybe, also because I believe the truth of human experience, or my experience is less direct, less black and white, more like when the fog rolls in in San Francisco. Maybe I think that poetry is the only way to tell what is or has been really true for me. Anyway, this book makes me think of all these things! Can't wait to dig in. (: