Didion.

I continue to love Joan Didion. Read all her non-fiction in one fell swoop last year, tried to read Democracy and couldn't get into it, but now Play It As It Lays is exactly the book I want to be reading, and I have a feeling that when it ends I will want to read another book just like it except there isn't. Maria talking about being a kid in Silver Wells, Nevada: "...(my mother's yearnings suffused our life like nerve gas, cross the ocean in a silver plane, she would croon to herself and mean it, see the jungle when it's wet with rain)..."

Eventually I'll write more than blog posts and facebook status updates again. Nice to be reading books that remind me why I want to.