A Year in Reading: Sonya Chung
It’s been a somewhat slow, muddy-brained reading year for me—likely due to the intense distractions of both ugly news media and challenging life happenings. But thankfully and nonetheless, some wonderful books got read (intentional passive voice, enacting the struggle here via syntax). In fact, since I needed a strategy this year—to battle the muddy distractedness—a handful of books even got read twice.
Two unexpected favorites were ’s and ’s , both of. With both Plath and Miller, one cannot deny the precariously and deeply lived lives incarnated in these pages. In addition, sent me off to read ’s gorgeous diaries (the years when she and Miller were intimates) which then sent me back to re-read .
