My life has been divided between work and this coffee shop (here now). I don't know if it's the Saved by the Bell ambiance, but I've been bringing my reading here lots lately.
In my effort to rekindle my love for Chicago, my roommate Marty (check out his website, yes he writes comics, I know! He is a domestic-partner-dream-come-true-for-Juliet) recommended Nelson Algren's Chicago: City on the Make. As Marty summed up, it's his love poem for Chicago. For me, Algren is just another Beatnik I am falling in love with, at least with this work.
"It isn't hard to love a town for its greater and its lesser towers, its pleasant parks or its flashing ballet. Or for its broad and bending boulevards, where the continuous headlights follow, one dark driver after the next, one swift car after another, all night, all night and all night. But you never truly love it till you can love its alleys too. Where the bright and morning faces of old familiar friends now wear the anxious midnight eyes of strangers a long way from home."
I've also started reading a book of Harvey Pekar comics Marty has around the house. Most of the comics are about his own life. I can't say I'm a huge fan but I can't seem to put the book down. The stories don't really have a point (most comics don't right?) and are a little boring.
Cerebus II is collecting dust. Maybe it's under my bed, not sure.
So much for the summer of reading classics...more so a summer of comics.
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