Earlier, I wrote a draft of a general post that encapsulated the past week, but I lost it when blogger glitched out on me before saving. In it, here were awesomely disturbing movies, new tattoos, and the usual ramblings about weather. But I don't want to write it all out again, so instead I thought I'd write about books and seasons. How mariana feels like the perfect project to be working on now, with all its sea and salt-drenched monsters. How my final ediits on ruinporn, which will be coming as soon as September arrives, is a very fall project filled with decay and crumbling houses, just as much as the carnival poems I just finished earlier this month felt very summery and swampy.
Looking back, the fever almanac, though it was published in the fall was always a summer book, while in the bird museum was very winterish. girl show and major characters... were definitely summer, but shared properties...was more spring. salvage, with all its mermaids was summer, while sex & violence and little apocalypse were definitely autumnal. In newer titles I would say dark country, collapsologies, and granata are pure summer, while feed, automagic and animal, vegetable, monster are definitely winter or fall.
Sometimes its about subject matter and imagery (Victorian inspired books def have a colder weather vibe while things like the Persephone book are more sunlit and Mediterranean.) It doesn't necessarily have to do with when it was written, but I suppose timing also may have some impact, since I tend to like to work on summer-ish projects during warm weather months. This fall, I have plans for a couple things that may be winterish in nature, so will probably wait til November to start them.
