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3.92 AVERAGE
3.92 AVERAGE
Some navel gazing at the 60s & 70s California lifestyle, marriage and politics. There is a great essay about the Doors, where Didion gets to be a fly on the wall during a recording session.
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Recommended by Luke Brekke. Essays represent on facet in the prism of the world of 1968. Didion I picture as a woman cool enough to hang with Joni Mitchell or Janis Joplin, Jack Kerouac and all the ones who shaped that inescapably idolized time.
informative
reflective
slow-paced
Began in the first few days of my Month In LA & finished on the last day :D
Getting a window into some of Joan's experience with illness throughout her life was a surprise for me. Joan's honest reflections were validating, and I have found myself thinking about her often in the days of dealing with my own. "...when the pain recedes...everything goes with it,..." (172).
I also never want to forget the rather frighteningly cosmic experience I had reading this. I know that that will be enough of a reference for Future Me to remember what I mean. But if not, think of planes in the sky, and people in the planes.
'At the Dam' chapter must be followed by listening to Fionn Regan's, 'Dogwood Blossom'. Trust me on this one!
Getting a window into some of Joan's experience with illness throughout her life was a surprise for me. Joan's honest reflections were validating, and I have found myself thinking about her often in the days of dealing with my own. "...when the pain recedes...everything goes with it,..." (172).
I also never want to forget the rather frighteningly cosmic experience I had reading this. I know that that will be enough of a reference for Future Me to remember what I mean. But if not, think of planes in the sky, and people in the planes.
'At the Dam' chapter must be followed by listening to Fionn Regan's, 'Dogwood Blossom'. Trust me on this one!
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informative
reflective
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emotional
inspiring
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relaxing
medium-paced
i really liked this one. i wish i could write creative nonfiction to an extent where even celebrities seem fictional, but i cannot. idk if i
liked this one more than slouching towards bethlehem, though.
liked this one more than slouching towards bethlehem, though.
informative
medium-paced
Joan Didion the writer, the particular writer of a particular era, a symbol and a chronicler of a certain and singular moment in American culture, is someone I like and admire and am frequently amazed by, for her wit, her style, her eye, her ability to be in the room or on the scene. But she's also someone I can't quite love in the way that so many do; her disaffected affectation, her tendency to flatten things even as she highlights their topographies, the sort of ironic stifled-yawn posture she to which she defaults--none of these diminish her power, her importance, or the sheer aesthetic and intellectual pleasure that reading her can be, but they kept me, I think, from breaking through into real affective attachment to these essays.