My to-read shelf is reaching impossible, cliff-like levels, and what with saving all my money for a two-week UK whirlwind this August, I’ve made a painful decision: No more book-buying.
Luckily for myself, I planned ahead. Two of my most anticipated reads of the year are floating, pre-ordered, into my hands later in June, and one is arriving in review copy any day now. I have a small stack of review copies on my desk, and my cliffs of to-read books are full of treasures. Here’s what I am up to during the first week of my ban.
Inbox (Books Acquired)
The New York Times: Footsteps: From Ferrante’s Naples to Hammett’s San Francisco, Literary Pilgrimages Around the World. I’m obsessed with the NYT travel section. I’m also obsessed with literary tourism (my UK trip is Harry Potter themed, but I’m also looking forward to see Virginia Woolf’s London home, exploring Neil Gaiman’s London Underground, and making a long stop at the British Library). I’m excited to add this volume to my travel bookshelf!
Outbox (Books Finished)
The Fact of a Body: A Murder and a Memoir by Alexandra Marzano-Lesnevich. I technically finished this book more than a week ago, but I can’t stop thinking about it. Marzano-Lesnevich twists her own story, struggles, and moral questions together with the story of murderer and pedophile Ricky Langley. It’s a meditation on the failures and repression of memories; on the dangers of silence; on the ways we tell stories and the consequences of our choices when we do; and how powerful our instincts for self-preservation can be.
There Should be Flowers by Joshua Jennifer Espinoza. A month ago, inspired by the book subscription boxes that neither of us could quite afford, my friend and I started what we call the #bookfrenbox (yes, that’s how we spell it). Each month we send each other a book based on a theme. For April, the theme was poetry. I sent her salt. by Nayyirah Waheed, and she sent me this incredible book of searing poetry about self-preservation and the struggle of being a trans woman today.
In the Queue (What I’m Reading Next)
Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison. This is one of the classics that I haven’t read that I know it’s long past time I do. It’s one of the novels that has helped to change shape American literature. Ralph Ellison tells the tale of a man journeying from the Deep South to Harlem, whose color renders him invisible.
What are you reading this week? Are you on a self-enforced book-buying ban? Tell me all about it in the comments!