Dear 2025,
I always hate to see the old year end, because basically I don't like time passing. Probably because I am afraid of What Might Come Next. But all that is immaterial; the point of this list is material wants, desires. Here is what I want:
An English translation of Le pavillions des enfants fous. There isn't one to be had at this time.
I also want this book- which I actually have a chance of getting, so that's nice!
I want to shop for, but not necessarily buy, new roller skates.
I want you to read King Kong Theory. And really, as usual, this last item is the most important one on your (and my) resolution list. My Mom just called and she said "I don't believe in resolutions, I think they are stupid, and they are there just to make you feel bad." Well. Okay, no doubt true, but I think we might view an intention to do a thing in a slightly broader way- under my Mother's ruling, all plans are destined to fail and what is worst about that is that you feel bad about it??
Well, there could be another blog, one titled Refutations to the Things My Mother Says. But, I guess if all I have is the threat of you feeling bad because you didn't do a thing, then, well, I suppose I am not above employing that threat to make you read it. So, what am I saying? Read it or else? Yeah, that'll do.
PS While you are at it, check out The Feminist Press, which printed the used copy of King Kong Theory that I read. Why didn't anyone tell me about Virginie Despentes? Why didn't anyone tell me about The Feminist Press? This is your lucky day, because I am telling you.
