With the world still in peril and the library still shut, I’ve recently found myself reconsidering my own book shelves. I only own a handful of books, mostly because my voracious reading habit would otherwise become rather space-consuming and expensive, and I rarely reread books anyway. But since I don’t like to read from screens, which means ebooks are out, and no imminent end to the current lockdown seems likely, it looks like I’ll need to reconsider my principles.
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As we speak, I’m listening to the wonderful work of Riz Ortolani, an Italian composer who sadly died this year.… Read more Why Am I Listening to This: On Cannibals, Gore, and Stunning Music
I’ve just started writing my first analytical chapter on Poppy Z. Brite’s novel Lost Souls. After a lot of theoretical… Read more Nitty Gritty: On the Joys of Detail