I decided to start Thomas Disch's Supernatural Minnesota series with The Sub. It sounded funny from the back cover blurb, and so far it has not disappointed. In the context of Xmas among people who actually celebrate the birth as a literal fact, it fits...
Ran this a.m. in the 30 warmth and had to peel off layers despite a strong headwind. Not very seasonal, and that tiny bit of snow from mid-week did not last to make the holiday white. I had some really good zucchini potato latkes yesterday, before a ton of Xmas cookies. Mmm.
I have not been able to stick to one book, so Halberstam is taking a back seat to Disch, a study of Susan Sontag's writing that I have been reading on the train commute because it is small and more wieldy, a 90s queer theory mashup, and finishing Redemption in Indigo and a Jungian fairy tale analysis book to turn them in. More cogent analysis will come when the flighty, and crazy busy, moment passes...
Happy holidays.
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