BOOKS. I love reading. There are too many reasons to go into right now, but here's the reason I'm talking about something so obvious. I'm reading this book called Riddley Walker right now for a workshop I'll be taking during the spring quarter. It's written in a really strange manner, in the ungrammatical colloquial voice of the narrator, Riddley Walker. I'm also in the middle of Sherman Alexie's novel Flight, narrated by a kid named Zits who's at a crossroads in his life; and I just finished Marjane Satrapi's graphic novel Embroideries. All of these have such strong narrative presence, and it makes me want to do more creative writing. First I have to finish these books, but then...then maybe I'll have the time to write some stories or start another novel (or rewrite the ending of my first / only novel). For now, it's time to peel back that plastic-wrapped library cover and get back into the story....