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Read 7 days ago and current, but nothing has been published for 20 months.
'Once again, reading kept me going this year. I started the year recovering from an operation and seeking somewhere new to live. I was then made redundant in February and spent a good few months searching for work. Professional losses and personal losses have combined to make the year something of a tumult, and reading has been an anchor. Except when I read something I hated.'
"Cusk is unparalleled in her innovation of narrational modes for accessing the self, and her dexterity is nowhere as accomplished as in the roving narration of Arlington Park, a work of cosmophagic consciousness"
"She'd been flying the Bush before she could drive, and her father's caution had become her own. 'Your problems aren't out there,' he'd say, and then point to his head, 'They're in here.'"
"Driving into some pole/because a ditch seems too final,/too obvious, too ironic"
"A microsecond passes, / I’m in memory’s territory— / a glazed light over alien shapes, / the land always speaking to me"
"At the end of my dream he coughs on the tube in his throat/ and my team steps back into the silent past,/ the wish to pronounce him gone at last."
"Marcus Lord is not Louis Gaskin or is he. Killing old people looking at him terrified with their old faces not believing this is happening was just a thing to Gaskin."
"I’m in love with Karla though I still think of her first and foremost as Fabi’s wife, apostrophe s, as part of that unit because I met Fabi first, fell in love with Fabi first, my friend, my best friend."
"Yes, here / the year is ending / like something no one has the heart to say."
“I have personally nursed Victor Frankenstein from the moment we plucked his body off a shattered fragment of sea ice.”
