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Native American & Indigenous Authors

An extremely incomplete list of Native American & Indigenous authors because I need one. Updated periodically. I’m going to have to make this into a spreadsheet at some point. Useful Link? https://ailanet.org/resources/ Useful Link? https://bookriot.com/tag/indigenous-authors/ Useful Link? https://www.culturalsurvival.org/

It’s about damn time

I got a new computer! My old one gave up the ghost last year. Considering that I bought that computer in 2012, it did its job admirably well. It struggled at the end though. I really should have replaced it years ago, but I was very, very poor. I’m still poor, just less so nowContinue reading “It’s about damn time”

Forthcoming Titles October: adult edition

About two months into my new gig as a Selection Librarian, I decided to create and release a newsletter featuring soon-to-be-released that I’m excited about to share with the Customer Service staff in my system… I thought I’d replicate it here in two posts, this is the adult edition

I’m still here

In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways, and they’re still beautiful. Alice Walker It’s been a while. I know nobody reads this blog and that’s fine—I keep it for my own edification—but I have great hopes of being more consistent with it. And though I’veContinue reading “I’m still here”

Lately, I’ve felt a bit monstrous

Sometimes I think there’s a beast that lives inside me, in the cavern that’s where my heart should be, and every now and then it fills every last inch of my skin… Jodi Picoult, handle with care My body is not my own. I wonder now if it ever was. In January I will undergoContinue reading “Lately, I’ve felt a bit monstrous”

And thus my girl moved on

Our story began in 2011… Alice Strange (a.k.a. Little Kitty a.k.a. Goblin a.k.a. Eyeballs) was found, starving on my aunt’s newly purchased land outside of Topeka. She was starving, frightened, and caught in a raccoon trap. As we left the housewarming, my father grabbed the cage and threw it on me in the back seat.Continue reading “And thus my girl moved on”