Status Updates From There There

Book club tonight at 5:30. Work until 2. I will be locking in like crazy once I am home.

they said the thing! role credits.

"He read and kept his head down. Let the years dissolve the way they could when you were somewhere else inside them, in a book, on the block, in a dream."

“They took everything and ground it down to dust as fine as gunpowder, they fired their guns into the air in victory and the strays flew out into the nothingness of histories written wrong and meant to be forgotten.
Stray bullets and consequences are landing on our unsuspecting bodies even now”

this shit’s got me looking up aliens lol

"Norma crouched down and put her face in her hands. The camera was still running. He lifted it, pistol-gripped, pointed it at her, and looked away."

Rereading to then read Wandering Stars (Tommy Orange’s second novel). Loved this book the first time around & found out it’s the favourite book of of my favourite actors in The Outsiders musical haha so now I’m even more excited to reread!

NO NO NO NO NO

on god i’m finishing tonight i promise

This book is fabulous. As each characters story opens up and is connected your heart feels for each journey. I’m not ready for it to end. But I can’t put it down.

I want to finish this today but I’m so tense going into the third part

this writing is fucking superb

omg blue

big opal fan huge opal fan

Phew this is good

i like that they’re all interconnected

i think perhaps i need to care more about the history of people in the world

opal viola i will protect you. get behind me.

prologue down and wow this is brutal

Finally reading this, it took me long enough!

And when I lock in on this instead of doing work later....

“Being Indian has never been about returning to the land. The land is everywhere or nowhere.”

“We are the memories we don’t remember, which live in us, which we feel, which make us sing and dance and pray the way we do, feelings from memories that flare and bloom unexpectedly in our lives like blood through a blanket from a wound made by a bullet fired by a man shooting us in the back for our hair, for our heads, for a bounty, or just to get rid of us.”

“there’s no reason to remember when it’s always just right there, like the way everyone used to know phone numbers by heart and now can’t even remember their own. remembering itself is becoming old-fashioned.”
oh nooo this is too real. fahrenheit 451 pilled i fear

pausing reading this one for a bit. I like it a lot but I need to shift to something more lighthearted

love the different perspectives

“there are so many stories here. i know this means a lot of editing, a lot of watching, and a lot of listening, but that’s just what our community needs considering how long it’s been ignored, has remained invisible.”

hard to understand what pov it’s written in but love the story telling of it

gonna figure out how to be a proper urban (suburban?) white native

"Us bears, you Indians, we been through a lot. They tried to kill us. But then when you hear them tell it, they make history seem like one big heroic adventure across an empty forest. There were bears and Indians all over the place. Sister, they slit all our throats." 51