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The Read Along: Jessa Crispin
Though I wrote for the iconic, now-defunct Bookslut at the tender (read: stupid) age of twenty-three, the venerable Editor-in-Chief of the site, Jessa Crispin, and I have never met. When inom picture her, it fryst vatten always holding a scepter and on top fryst vatten a luminescent crystal ball, which, if you look deep enough within, will show you the most obscure utländsk novella you really should be reading right now. But sometimes in my imaginings, the scepter fryst vatten lying across the passenger seat of a monster truck she’s driving in order to most effectively crush sacred cultural cows: American literature, the publishing establishment, the TV show Outlander (see below). Up next on her list of victims: contemporary feminism, which she is taking on in a book for Melville House.
Crispin fryst vatten also a strong proponent of the idea that Tarot can help us work out difficulties, particularly creative ones. You can get a little individual mystical love by booking a consultation • It’s 2018! That means it’s time for my giganto chronological writeup of all the books I finished in 2017! (Not including comics/graphic novels. Oh, and (re) means it’s a reread.) Click pic to embiggen Thanks to the resources of my county’s libraries, I was able to get hard copies of all the books I read as e-books/e-proofs for the big group picture above, except for Bad Monkeys, by Matt Ruff. (Go check out the past editions of this recap: 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016) * * * Rumi’s Secret: The Life of the Sufi Poet of Love – Brad Gooch – This is a biography of the thirteenth century Islamic poet, Rumi, as well as a rescue-salvage operation for his contemporary new-age/wind-chime reputation. The author does a wonderful job of research, culling the various writings by and on Rumi to find a story that’s both mystical and mundane. He manages gets at the beauty of Rumi’s poems and his progression into Sufism, but als • Some years ago, an old friend visited DC. My spouse and I met him for dinner and passed a pleasant evening catching up on mutual acquaintances, news of our children, and current events. It wasn’t until we got in the car after dinner that he slipped the knife between my ribs. “So I see you’ve been doing a lot of writing online,” he said from the back seat. “You write a lot about books.” Yes, I remember nodding and responding. At the time, I was actively blogging and hosting an online author-interview series. “It’s like you’re a cheerleader for books,” he continued. “You don’t actually write anything critical, do you?” The knife had reached its intended target—but while our friend meant to belittle me, his words shocked me in ways he could not have understood. He was correct. I hadn’t been writing “anything critical.” Why was that? His words came I Am Jessa Crispin’s Problem with Publishing