Thursday, May 16, 2013

Books to be read by the end of this year:

1. Narcopolis by Jeet Thayil (Only because it's been in my bag for months now. Not even my copy. This is the only non-aspirational one)

2. On the Road and Scroll by Jack Kerouac

3. Keeping - A Novel by Marilynne Robinson

4. What She Saw by Lucinda Rosenfeld

5. The Secret History by Donna Tartt

6. Bossypants by Tina Fey

Now, all that's left is finding these books. For some reason, they're shockingly out of stock everywhere.

Friday, May 3, 2013

Comes and goes, and comes and goes and no-one cares.

John Mayer croons, my hungover head flattens itself out. I want to say I have a lot on my mind, but my choice of escaping behind the garb of a quarter life crisis is working pretty well, so far.

I may come back to this blog many years later to re-read different phases of my life, all of which have been described beautifully, and I'm not even being full of it.

This phase, though. Ugh. I can't find myself to be elusive. Or cryptically analytical in this charming way that I seemed to have mastered many years ago.

Is it all falling apart to form new things, I wonder?

When "where am I headed?" isn't the impending question. It's more on the lines of, "What the fuck?"

Only this time, I think I've finally learned how to not give a shit. It may suck my writing prowess, but meh.