Coffee: Organic Sumatra Blend, Trader Joe’s Brand
It’s so hot outside it’d make the boys of 98° blush. That said, I don’t mind it. I’m reading an icy book. History of Wolves is something. It bounces around in time, place, but it always seems to be cold, even in the summer. There are lots of lakes and small Midwestern classrooms. Fridlund’s descriptions make me envious.
I spend most mornings thinking about what to write. I’ve started a first chapter half-a-dozen times. I’m scribbling stuff at work. I don’t have a story yet, just images.
There are five Greeks playing soccer in a lot. I see them above a glass of Kentucky. I sip. The tallest takes a shot – goal! Ball soars; Naxos’s lonely mountain. It’s easy being lost on an island.
Anyway, stuff like that.
A month ago, they repaved the lot outside our apartment. Yesterday, they got around to painting lines. I liked it better when the asphalt was black slate.
History of Wolves, Emily Fridlund (2017 Man Booker Prize Shortlist)
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“They honor their credit cards, they find parking spaces, they marry, they have the nerve to have children, but they don’t grow up.” – Maya Angelou