It's no secret that I enjoy the books Persephone publishes, and today I finished another one of their volumes: The Hopkins Manuscript by R. C. Sherriff. It's a bit different from other Persephone titles. In general, Persephone's books tend to be domestic, relatively realistic, often focused on female characters, and often written by women. The Hopkins Manuscript doesn't really have any of those characteristics (though maybe it would count as "domestic" in some sense), and as a man's first-person account of the moon crashing into the earth it might seem far afield from Persephone's usual territory. Yet I see how its sensibility is in keeping with Persephone's other offerings. And I loved it. It was emotionally difficult to read--a satire too true--but it was perfectly done.
It's been over a week since graduation, but the spring semester always takes a while to wind down--there are loose ends to wrap up and the year itself to reflect upon. Today I made progress on the loose ends (by pressing my way through more paperwork) and on reflecting (by having dinner and a long conversation with a friend).
I get nervous about writing business-y emails, but today I gulped the nervousness down and wrote a bunch of them.
I have a hard time getting my mind to stop. For a few minutes today, as I was walking down to the lake in the rain, the mental, verbal whirring paused and I got caught up in the mixed sound of my footsteps and the falling rain.