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dogs. gin. july.     what, why, how and who are you reading?

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good company

so that fierce dog and i went for a walk this morning her muzzle so pummeled in sleet that when she slipped under my neighbor’s deck for refuge looking far more desperate than fierce we hustled uphill squinting in misery

though i love the smell of navy’s wet ears the relief of shedding our sopped layers (yes she wears a coat too)

i’d much rather peel a wet bikini off my salty skin mix a happy-hour cocktail and settle in to a collection of poetry on our warm deck in july

and yes of course

i prefer to be in the company of dogs

indeed this year is strange so we’re here with sleet rolling down the back of our necks counting the days until summer solstice falling off the paddle board with navy

and especially

reading poems outside

in fact, due to my (mostly) unemployed seclusion paired with lack of travel, unattainable brewery discoveries and an inability to go swimming i may be reading more, or differently, or perhaps not - i’m definitely reading inside.

so i propose a new element to this project, let’s call it. . .

what, why, how and who are you reading?

and. . . perhaps a recent discovery surprised you? who is on your need to read list? can’t-live-without subscriptions? what genres are keeping you sane during this pandemic? curious favorites?

if nothing else, stories transport us whether we are metaphorically stationary (oh lock down) or seeking an alternate world, if only for an hour or two as Natalie Diaz said, “we are alive because of story”

i will launch a more formal (ha right - formal) platform here at thedrunkbear in the near future here’s a touch of my who and what at present -

in the midst of - Girl, Woman, Other by Bernardine Evaristo (yes please) just finished - The Deepest South of All by Richard Grant (i love mississippi, it’s complicated) and before that - Perestroika in Paris by Jane Smily (brilliant indeed) a few on a rolling basis - The New Yorker, Poetry, The Practical Horseman must order George Saunders’ newest - A Swim in the Pond in the Rain Charlie Mackesy’s The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse (could/should indulge every night) a few authors on my nightstand - Olga Tokarczuk, Pasternak, Rilke, Reginald Dwanye Betts

cheers to the pursuit of pleasure in whatever form you seek. until the sun is high and the sea is warm

write. share. inspire. read. love. learn.

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stayfierce. staycurious. staywild.

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