Still with the book tabulation project. Still counting books, still in son’s room (which she’s filling with her own books, spreading like an amoeba)
The top shelf of a bookcase in son’s room has 45 books.
799 + 45 = 844 Total Books Counted So Far
Books on this self include: Living to Tell the Tale, by Gabriel Garcia Marquez; Tilting the Continent: Southeast Asian American Writing, edited by Shirley Geok-lin Lim and Cheng Lok Chua; The Boy in the Striped Pajamas, by John Boyne; The Evolution of a Sigh, by R. Zamora Linmark; Filipino Woman Writing: Home and Exile in the Autobiographical Narratives of Ten Writers, edited by Cristina Pantoja Hidalgo (Chapter 1: Writing and Re-writing the Self, begins: “In this country, autobiographical writing is not quite recognized as a literary genre.”); When the Elephants Dance, by Tess Uriza Holthe; Language for a New Century: Contemporary Poetry From the Middle East, Asia, and Beyond, edited by Tina Chang, Nathalie Handal and Ravi Shankar (Browsing through, self really likes a piece by John Yau, In the Fourth Year of the Plague, that begins “Oil began dripping from the black and violet clouds bunched together near the top of the back stairs.” And, as well, a beautiful poem on Baguio: “Hill Station,” by Luisa A. Igloria); The Woman Warrior, by Maxine Hong Kingston; Black Robe, by Brian Moore; Homebody/ Kabul, a play by Tony Kushner.
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.