Sunday, April 10, 2016
I'm having a hard time writing about Sunday. Getting the long hollow feeling of Sundays. No mail and faraway lawn mowers, the hopelessness.
from Lucia Berlin's short story "Point of View" in A Manual for Cleaning Women: Selected Stories
Have you read these short stories? I have been making my way steadily through them -- so clear, precise and weird. Here's another favorite line:
I've never understood how so many barely literate people read the Bible so much. It's hard.
My Sunday has actually been relaxing, a kind of pajama reading in bed and hanging out day. Two girlfriends came over, and I told them everything. Wouldn't you like to know?
What are you doing?