I missed May, because I just couldn't bring myself to blog much during *gestures wildly* ALL THIS, but rather than bore you by cramming it all in, I'm just going to move ahead to June. Good? Good.
# of books read: 11
I tried to focus on books by members of the global majority this month, but there were a couple of white-authored books I was committed to reading for other reasons. Eight out of eleven were by people of color though.
A Song of Wraiths and Ruin, Clap When You Land, Nickel Boys, You are No Longer in Trouble, and My Sister, the Serial Killer were my favorites. It's been hard to fall into reading like I'm used to, but those books pulled me in.
Bookish Events and Happenings
- Book mail has become a thing. I mean, book mail at school was always a thing, but now I get it delivered here.
- I'm also STILL working on the library books I got in mid-March, the day before the libraries closed. Nickel Boys was one of those.
- I've been following various drama on Twitter--SFF authors behaving badly, School Library Journal making a Black author sound petty over a white author's decision to not publish her book after all.
- I am trying to read the Serious Nonfiction Titles I'm supposed to be reading for various professional and personal book clubs.
On the Blog
Hmm. Yeah. I posted twice in June. The blog's fifth anniversary slipped right past. I haven't been visiting others' blogs either. SORRY! I still love you. I just have been unable to focus.
A few funny tweets that pretty much sum up the pandemic situation:
A few family pictures:
My daughter's amazing drunken noodles
A couple of kids. I kid!
I like to call this one "If I can wear a motherf*cking mask in f*cking 80º weather while picking raspberries for nearly two hours, you can wear a f*cking mask for 20 minutes in an air conditioned store, asshole."
For the same reasons I haven't been blogging*, we didn't do much to celebrate Jani/Ligo (Baltic midsummer) this year, but we did crack open a beer and use the fire pit.
*Existential dread and avoidance of it through too many hours playing games on my phone.
Lucia Waterfall in Washington.
The student-led BLM protest in the small conservative town I teach in.
We became gardeners this year. My husband BUILT that.
I love purple flowers.
Finally, just one of the many, many articles I've been pondering as we think about race in this country.