these are some books that i've bought recently. expecting lispector and camus of me should be common sense by now. and of course, literary theory. 🤍
Getting ahead on my New Year’s resolution to become a network of free-floating signs which can only reflect each other. Woke up at 6 am and immediately started crying. So far, so good.
Like love, mourning affects the world—and the worldly—with unreality, with importunity. I resist the world, I suffer from what it demands of me, from its demands. The world increases my sadness, my dryness, my confusion, my irritation, etc. The world depresses me. Mourning Diary, Roland Barthes