
and even on my darkest days
i am the light i should be looking for
Noor Unnahar

and even on my darkest days
i am the light i should be looking for
Noor Unnahar

Nothing you can say can fuck up the space for God.
Maggie Nelson
Maggie Nelson, more so than any other active American writer, is a master of queering form while maintaining literary excellence. Her work is experimental yet grounded in traditions of expression as old as language itself.
I love today’s quote because it dovetails quite significantly from accepted dogma. As someone who was raised in an evangelical tradition, as I’ve probably mentioned before, I was taught that our words can separate us from God, from the divine, from the inner sanctum.
When I first read The Argonauts, it made me think perhaps this wasn’t 100% true. For if we’re to believe in God or a divine intelligence that set all This in motion, then surely God can stand up to our scrutiny. Before I went to college, I would never have thought about saying something so (in my experience) unorthodox, but I’m glad I changed. I even had a conversation about it with my mother once. She said that she worried about some of the things I said when discussing religion, and I told her point-blank that I couldn’t believe in something I couldn’t question.
So ask your questions. Have your arguments. Take what you think you know and hold it up to the light. Smell it. Investigate it. Demand of it transparency, because nothing you can say can fuck up the space for God.
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They say that writing is a solitary act and for the most part that is true. However, one of the best and most rewarding feelings is having your work validated by others. It helps you to realize that all the time and effort are worth it.
With that said, I’d like to announce that this blog has officially passed 1,000 views. I am so incredibly grateful to everyone who has given The Voracious Bibliophile a chance so far and want to let all of you know that there is way more to come in the future. Thank you so much!
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The same hammer won’t tear down all of the walls. What keeps a poor child in Appalachia poor is not what keeps a poor child in Chicago poor, even if from a distance the outcomes look the same. And what keeps an able-bodied Black woman poor is not what keeps a disabled white man poor, even if the outcomes look the same.
Ijeoma Oluo

Just for the record: happiness is not bullshit.
Andrew Sean Greer
Initially, it was my intention to create a playlist to share with readers of this blog via Apple Music. Either I’m not tech-savvy enough to figure out how to do this or it’s not possible. My vanity leads me to believe the latter. I really like the playlist though, so I’m going to share it the old-fashioned way: I’m sending each and every one of you a scrap of parchment arriving via carrier pigeon. Ha! Just kidding. Enjoy!



















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For those of you who are new readers of this blog, I recently got a promotion. I finally crawled my way to the top of the scrap heap to become my store’s General Manager. Taking stock of my environs, I knew that one of the first things I wanted to do was clean house.
Many of us get so bogged down with everyday tasks in our work and home lives that big projects often get cast to the side. But a molehill quickly becomes a mountain, which becomes a mountain range. Forgive my very labored metaphor but you get the picture.
During the time I’ve worked at my store I’ve had to look at eyesores in our storage area in the form of boxes upon boxes of old paperwork. As anyone who’s ever worked in business can tell you, paper can pile up quickly. Sales reports, policy updates, action plans, etc. continue to accumulate long past the point at which they should’ve been pitched/recycled.
Now, one should exercise caution when beginning to pitch things as each organization has its own protocols regarding paperwork retention and disposal. Once you understand the correct process(es), though, you should grab a shovel and start chucking.
So that’s what I did. I’ve currently recycled more than ten boxes’ worth of paper from reports dating back as far as 2011 and I’m still not done. The pile of papers culled from my personnel files that needed shredding was a foot thick. Side note: I bought a paper shredder for my office and it’s the reason Marie Kondo came up with #SparkJoy because it brings me so much of it.
I bought a paper shredder for my office and it’s the reason Marie Kondo came up with #SparkJoy because it brings me so much of it.
Embarking on this process has been somewhat difficult because everything I’m doing runs contrary to the way I’ve operated my life thus far. Up until now, I’ve been a fan of the “keep it just in case” organizational schematic, which unfortunately is every hoarder’s Achilles heel.
Up until now, I’ve been a fan of the “keep it just in case” organizational schematic, which unfortunately is every hoarder’s Achilles heel.
Have you ever tackled a big cleaning project that you found daunting? How did you do it? Where did you start? Let me know in the comments or email me at thevoraciousbibliophile@yahoo.com.
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By embedding herself into her song, she muted any risk of passing off mimicry as art.
Vivek Shraya

If they cling to a mode of dress, a language, or habit that seems too conspicuous to the majority, they might be told that they are not assimilating, or not assimilating enough. They live their lives in the particular but find it reflected back to them in the generic whether in the speeches of ambitious politicians or in the plot lines of Hollywood movies.
Laila Lalami

when you swim at the beach in a storm / you do not know the difference / between the sky and the sea
Madisen Kuhn