The Merry Recluse by Caroline Knapp. This book! This woman’s voice! Caroline and I share the experience of growing up in the same town, and I love the ways in which this particular place is threaded through her work. But beyond that, I just love her voice. I read Drinking, which I really liked, but the Merry Recluse I loved even more (not just because of the fabulous title). A collection of her previously-published essays, the book touches on topics large and small and is, ultimately, a reflection on living in this world.
September afternoon, by Katrina Kenison. “The quieter I am, the more I hear. The longer I am still, the more I see. The more my heart opens, the more it fills.” Yes. YES.
Aidan’s letter to her 35 year old self triggered my powerful I-love-this reaction: a simultaneous smile and tears. She writes of the swell of exasperation and deep, abiding love that so animates her life right now, and I know just what she’s talking about. I also remembered the letter Aidan wrote to me on 35, four years ago, and marveled at how much changes and how much is the same.
The Signature of All Things. I am an unabashed, full-blown Eat, Pray, Love fan and I couldn’t wait for Elizabeth Gilbert’s new novel. It took me a bit to get into it, but after about 60 pages I was entranced. Most of all I adore the way the book meditates on the tension and interplay between the logical and the ineffable.
Current songs I’m loving: Bruises by Train, Here With Me by the Killers, Half Moon by Blind Pilot and, of course, Katy Perry’s Roar.
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