#after i finish the book on orcas and then the devourers

[fablecore]

ahhh i'm so euphoric... and very impressed by how fast you've devoured these books! i'm still at the beginning of braiding sweetgrass and only halfway through metropolis (after spending, like, a year reading it on and off... ah well we slow readers deserve representation too...)

when i finally finish these books, i plan to try paper houses by dominique fortier (tr. rhonda mullins), a semi-nonfiction (?) novel about emily dickinson that reconstructs her life through her letters and writing, and we are bellingcat, which is an autobiography about the eponymous internet detectives.

previous nonfictions i really liked are crying in h mart by michelle zauner (korean food, trauma, grief, love, more korean food), and beyond words by carl safina (elephants, wolves, orcas <3)

[purrfectly]

finished reading Learning to Die in the Anthropocene (or, well, listening to) and it filled me with similar emotions to Parable of the Sower, which I suppose makes sense because they're both about collapse. More importantly they both also connected to why I feel I've been wanting to read more, and older, books

I think our cultural inheritance, our stories, is perhaps the greatest think we've accumulated. This time is amazing because of the access we have to the stories of the world, to tell our own stories, to become together. Its what I think must continue no matter what, our stories. I read the Epic of Gilgamesh and I see humanity just like now. I hope humans will always have that. Anything people can do to ensure stories persist is righteous.

To the you a hundred years from now, from a millennium ago, hello, we are the same and our struggles and our joys and our love and our humanity, and in that connection I think is endless warmth