2013 round-up
Inspired by the escapologist Robert Wringham’s round-up, I am compelled to think of 2013 as a whole and somehow capture what those 12 months brought. I think it was a period of ups and downs. It started with ‘Ghost Cheese’ indeed and ended with Paris and modernism neither of which I can complain about. In between were breakdowns, and doubts, as well as too many poor style decisions I have decided to address in a 2014 New Year’s resolution.
Yet, despite what the sandwich meat days brought, I have been very fortunate to feel, in the most direct possible way, the love of friends. I went to Hong Kong to see Hayley and declared myself a cutie who could sing ‘Livin’ on a prayer’ and not remember it. I maintained correspondence with Peter and Linda, as assiduously and enjoyably as other things allowed me to. I danced with Tom, Ruth, Julie, Vickie, Andrew, Alex, Jane, Rosina, Gypsy, Patricia, Miranda, Salma, Aby, Suzi, Cath, Sita, Natasha, Irene, Jade, Vince and many others. I performed at the Grand Ole Opry, Tramway, the CCA. I read to her aloud at the Ministry of Truth. I worked with Ama and learned so much. I taught in Berlin and made one of the days (that Thursday), have more than 24 hours. I ate a lot of macaroni cheese, and even more broccoli. I wrote with Ellie. I published a book. It made my eyes bleed but now I know I can do it and may even do it again soon. I kept on with with the DiaMat book group; it makes me think if the world as a place of possibilities. I joined another book group and read the works of ornery women. I sang a Christmas card. I saw three pieces by Tino Sehgal. I got two PhD students through. I did not see my friends enough but know they understand; I did not see my family enough but I also know they understand. I went on holiday with my dad to Berlin again. I felt closer to my mum (she started dancing!) and I spoke to my brother every month of the year. I played Scrabble in a naked sauna in Amsterdam. I also went to naked baths in Japan. A stranger entered my house and found me naked, which gave both of us the fright of our lives. I spent Christmas in Egypt and saw where the 10 Commandments were given (no Charlton Heston, although I kept thinking of the film).
And I read a lot, well, at least fiction and by my own standards. My 2013 New Year’s resolution was to read better and I think I achieved it, even though I did not manage to finish 3 of the books on my list (Libra, No Name and Ada). I have awarded four prizes:
[RED]: The book I would recommend (closely followed by ‘Heroines’)
[GREY]: Don’t touch it (with ‘Anthem’ as a close second)
[GREEN]: Book revelation of the year (‘Frankenstein’ was my other choice)
[BLUE]: Most pleasurable reading experience (‘Where’d you go Bernadette’ almost made it)
[*]: Read with Neil, aloud
Should have abandoned reading
- Heroines by Kate Zambreno
The Rainbow by D. H. Lawrence- Die Trying by Lee Child
- The Bat by Jo Nesbø
- The Complete Father Brown Mysteries Collection by G. K. Chesterton
- The Turn of the Screw by Henry James*
- Death by Analysis: Another Adventure from Inspector Canal’s New York Agency by Bruce Fink
- A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens (* partially)
- Are You My Mother? by Alison Bechdel
- Nineteen Seventy Four by David Peace
- Where’d You Go, Bernadette by Maria Semple
- Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami
- The Complete Short Stories by Muriel Spark
- Strictly Bipolar by Darian Leader
- The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde
- A Far Cry from Kensington by Muriel Spark
- Knots and Crosses by Ian Rankin
Fiesta: The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway*- La fiesta del chivo by Mario Vargas Llosa
Anthem by Ayn Rand*- High-Rise by J. G. Ballard
- The Dying Animal by Philip Roth
- L.A. Confidential by James Ellroy
Dracula by Bram Stoker—But I am glad I kept with it and finished it- A Study in Scarlet by Arthur Conan Doyle
- Blood Memory: An Autobiography by Martha Graham
- The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction by Walter Benjamin
- One-Way Street and Other Writings by Walter Benjamin
- Madness, Women and the Power of Art, ed. by Frances Davies and Laura González
- The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch by Philip K. Dick
- One Dimensional Woman by Nina Power
- Persuasion by Jane Austen*
- Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
- Memento Mori by Muriel Spark
The Secret Agent by Joseph Conrad
For 2014, I have given myself the permission to abandon books and a much less worthy reading list, with space for whimsy, experimentation, and whatever the year throws at me. Start recommending if you want.
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I think you’re missing philosophy: Madness and Civilization? Alien Phenomenology?
Wee! I like Philip Roth too. Portnoy’s Complaint has been my favourite so far, though it is extremely silly.