oversharing as a radical act

reading: (in most cases, re-reading)
Making Scenes by Adrienne Eisen (just purchased on Emily Books, which is becoming a great catalogue of my favorite radical female literary tastes)
The Letters of Mina Harker by Dodie Bellamy
Great Expectations by Kathy Acker
Blood and Guts in High School by Kathy Acker
Don Quixote by Kathy Acker
Coeur de Lion by Ariana Reines
The Dud Avocado by Elaine Dundy(to read in Paris!)
I Love Dick by Chris Kraus
Because They Wanted To: Stories by Mary Gaitskill
Glaciers by Alexis Smith (two good readers have recommended this to me)
A Cannibal and Melancholy Mourning by Catherine Mavrikakis (BEST EVER)
Anything I can get my hands on about Sophie Calle (I REALLY want the book about her email break-up, but it's like $70)
Animal Shelter Vol 1 and Vol 2 edited by Hedi el Kholti (Semiotext(e))
a PDF galley of Tiqqun's Preliminary Materials for a Theory of a Young Girl (translated by Ariana Reines, published by Semiotext(e))

(just)read:
Marie Calloway's two recent pieces, "Insufferable" and "Cybersex" (that I thought were really fascinating, and have been thinking about how the Internet has always been a part of her work)
How Should a Person Be? by Sheila Heti
The Buddhist by Dodie Bellamy (purchased on Emily Books)
 Two Girls Fat and Thin by Mary Gaitskill
Humiliation by Wayne Kosetenbaum
Volatile Bodies by Elizabeth Grosz
The Freudian Body by Leo Bersani
"Is the Rectum a Grave?" by Leo Bersani

Regardless of what they asked for, or what we talked about, this is the stuff I'm ruminating on for my essay on Girls, which is turning more into an essay on girls, and really about an essay about boundaries and the girly and radical, risky oversharing. And this idea of the taboo and danger of fluidity, which is the feminine. And maybe also the boundary between fiction and nonfiction. This is what I'm feeling today. If they turn it down and say - too weird, too messy - I will be fine, because at least the deadline has enabled me to really begin. I have three essays to write this summer. I leave in a week for three weeks abroad, where I will still be blogging. And then three weeks home alone, crawling at the ceilings.

Sometimes I fear my only worth as a writer is telling people what else they should be reading. Like I am always a bookseller. That said, you should read read Catherine Mavrikakis' A Cannibal and Melancholy Mourning - I cannot believe I have never written about it before. Well, it was in the first draft of Heroines when it wasn't really Heroines and just me trying to transfer a blog to a book.  I would recommend anything on this list, actually. Also: Two Girls Fat and Thin.