Candide by Voltaire
There’s more to life than books, you know, but not much more. —Morrissey
I have a lot of photos of books I found today but, besides the book I wrote, these were the best find by far. The spines are tattered and falling apart on all of them from years of hard loving. I think I have always been a nerdfighter, just never was aware of what that meant.
I get excited when an author uses a word I do not know and I get the pleasure of either figuring it out through context or having to look up the word. This use to annoy me when I was a kid because I never have had an extensive vocabulary. Recently, I have come to take joy in those little mystery words. It is as if the author is playing a game with me. A rousing, “ha, I knew you wouldn’t get that one.” I get excited when I figure them out for myself and feel like I have won the little game we are playing.
This blog is full of young adult, queer books. They do a great job of including everyone in the spectrum, as well. Definitely a resource I wish I had as a kid in love with books growing up in the queer community.
There used to be this children’s bedtime book that my mom would read to me every night. It was about a squirrel who kept going through his bedtime routine and after everything he did he would say, “But I’m not sleepy yet.” There was also a book about this fox, Sammy, who had a twitchy tail and he couldn’t go to sleep because of his twitchy tail or something about his nose… I wish I could think of the names of these books. I used to read them over and over again before bedtime and some day, if I decide to become a daddy to beautiful little kids, I want to be able to read them all the books that made me excited as a kid.
This was the fox but it is a different book:

I found it!!

This was a great one too… I used to wish I could stack a bunch of mattresses like in the Princess and the Pea:

Lawrence Clark Powell
Gao Xingjian
I have a serious need for new books but no moneyz. I start reading books on Amazon by using their “look inside” feature and then I encounter a serious problem when the preview runs out and I am left wanting to flip to the next page. These are serious problems I haz, guize. If it does not seem serious to you, you obviously do not share the same love for literature as I do and that is also a serious problem.
Stack of good books I had forgotten about.
I was going through my boxed up book collection at my parents’ house and found so many Christian books. The cool, affirming, excepting, queer, genderfucked Em of today is not the same as the old one. I used to hate, really hate, the queer community, all other faiths, and any other ‘non-believers’. I was the most bigoted, self-hating, and outwardly hateful Christian by which today I am commonly persecuted. It’s funny how time changes things but more importantly how time changes people.