#jody chan

[geryone]

impact statement, Jody Chan

[sageandscorpiongrass]

You're never going to be back home again.

I’ll Give You The Sun, Jandy Nelson | Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami | White Oleander, Janet Fitch | Homesick, Noah Kahan | Sick, Jody Chan | Chrystal Light, Erin Hanson | First Dog in Space, Brennig Davies | It's Not A Game/It's Just A Ride, Ride The Cyclone | Giovanni's Room, James Baldwin | “La Cueva”, Lessons on Expulsion, Erika L. Sánchez | Fiery grass against a blue sky, Casey Lee | That's Enough, Let's Get You Home, Will Wood | Journal of a Solitude, May Sarton | Faithful and Virtuous night, Louise Glück | Ask Polly: Help, I'm the Loneliest Person in the World!, Heather Havrilesky | Hammerhead, Penelope Scott

[sleepytimegal777]

Blud - Rachel McKibbens // Sick - Jody Chan // Portrait of Fryderyk in Shifting Light - Richard Siken

[thensson]

Hiraeth

Mythology, Natasha Trethewey || Succession Intro || Margaux Paul || Nickie Zimov || Jody Chan || Marlena, Julie Buntin

[mdemn]

“you’re just a fucking pawn, vito. when are you going to see that?”

ask polly- heather havrilesky, mafia 2: definitive edition (hangar 13), between aging and old - jack gilbert, all our futures - jody chan, ruin and rising - leigh bardugo, grief lessons - anne carson, a coworker asks me if i am sad, still - brenna twohy, mafia 2: definitive edition (hangar 13), angels - willi carlisle

[jacobwren]

"We learn commitment and discipline not from the soulless neoliberal conditioning that turns radicalism into a brand rather than a practice, that tells us the only way we can make change as writers is to “witness” or to “speak out” as individuals, but from the examples of revolutionary writers, who are also some of our greatest organization-builders, who have sacrificed everything for their people.  We learn from Ghassan Kanafani, who said to his niece Lamees the day before they were both martyred by Zionist forces in 1972, when she asked him if he would ever focus more on his writing than his revolutionary activities, “I write well because I believe in a cause, in principles. The day I leave these principles, my stories will become empty.” We learn from George Jackson, who wrote more than fifty years ago from prison, “Understand that fascism is already here, that people are already dying who could be saved… Do what must be done, discover your humanity and your love in revolution.” As writers we are trained in description and critique, in imagination. But what we need more of is practice. Practice withholding our labour, practice talking to each other, practice organizing our own alternative spaces that aren’t beholden to corporate sponsors who profit from producing death, practice giving something up to help each other survive.  Every campaign we wage together is practice. It goes beyond any one prize, any one sponsor.  We’ve fielded a lot of critiques since this campaign started, some genuine, many in bad faith from elites now attending the Giller gala across the street—for expanding our targets to include Indigo Books and the Azrieli Foundation, for not trying to make slow institutional change from the inside, for not trying to find a third way, a more “pragmatic” way.  To that, I want to share the words of the political theorist Joy James, who writes, “If you’re going to use the term ‘pragmatic’ to discipline radicals, my preference is that you say nothing…If you want to discipline rebels then pony up something tangible: raise bail funds, pay for their attorneys, feed their kids while they are inside, or try to get them out. You cannot lecture risk-taking people about being politically ‘infantile’ out of your fear or out of your accumulations…There’s nobody we admire who is pragmatic… Everybody could have been ‘pragmatic.’ But if they were, we would not have any ancestors.” I want to do away with this false binary between writers and organizers. Culture alone, the work we do on the page, will not be enough. Reasoning with or trying to reform the cultural institutions that prop up this settler colonial state will not be enough. We have to be willing, at the very least, to take risks for each other, to relinquish the false accolades, the fancy galas, all of them the oppressor’s incentives to keep us from actively building solidarity with each other." - from Jody Chan’s Boycott Giller Speech

[haleyincarnate]

Many pieces of my past selves have been left behind. I once saw their loss as a trail of breadcrumbs I could one day follow back to who I once was, but over time, I’ve realized I am better off who I am now than then. I did not deserve to be hurt in such ways, however the person I became due to those fragments breaking off is a masterpiece in the making. Some days are just harder to see the sculpture hiding in the marble. But I’m damn sure going to keep carving it out.

I wish the same for you.

• Excerpt from the collection “Sick” by Jody Chan (@jodyr.chan)

[leechteethwrites]

when Jody Chan said "i was born homesick in my own body does it ever get better?" and when Topaz Winters said " i was so cruel to my body & still it never once faltered in kicking /screaming/ fighting me alive." and when Ocean Vuong said "the body is a blade that sharpens by cutting" and when Warsan Shire said "my body is burning with the shame of not belonging" and when Blythe Baird said "I'll admit it : I blamed her for teaching me how to be cruel to my body, because she let me watch her set fire to her own"

[tsaricides]

You never stay long enough to be left.  (...) Why postpone the instinct to unanchor? You’d practiced for such a separation from your body you would peel your heart-soaked flesh from your bones & love the empty you left behind if only to be bodiless & therefore needless.

– jody chan, borderline personality disorder: an episode in parts

[indecisivegloom]

[laciere]

look, it can be like the rape never happened. scrub the carpet to bone, strip the drywall down - your skin is still the blankest page beneath the bloodstreak, crater of minced glass. like an empty bottle whose first flaw is thirst your body most valuable for the way it inherits silence. haven't you learned by now that trust is just an omen? not all ghosts are dead. apologize to your butcher for the mess of slaughter. what did you expect, love? there was no screaming, only the sound of silence at 120th & amsterdam, night smothered in simon & garfunkel. & then what? you had your chance to turn back. & then what? you had your chance to turn back at 120th & amsterdam. night, smothered in simon & garfunkel. there was no screaming, only the sound of silence for the mess of slaughter. what did you expect, love? not all ghosts are dead. apologize to your butcher, haven't you learned by now that trust is just an omen? your body most valuable for the way it inherits silence like an empty bottle whose first flaw is thirst. beneath the bloodstreak, crater of minced glass, your skin is still the blankest page. scrub the carpet to bone, strip the drywall down - look, it can be like the rape never happened.

Unpacking by Jody Chan

[geryone]

Sick, Jody Chan

[aolechan]

Tenoch Huerta as Lemuel in El Elegido | (2023) S01E04 - ¿Verdad o Mentira? for @DisabldBlkChic on X

[pedroam-bang]

The Hateful Eight (2015)

[gillianthecat]

Books Tag Game

Thank you for the tag @littleragondin! I've actually been reading books again these past few weeks so I have answers now lol

hardcover or *paperback* (i am but a weak little woman and those hardcovers are heavy) // bookstore or *library* (probably I would usually say bookstore but I was going to many different libraries to study at towards the end of the semester) // standalone or *series* (really depends on my mood, but the most recent books were a series) // nonfiction or *fiction* (fiction is an indulgence, and while I'm interested in a lot of non-fiction, reading it usually feels more like work) // thriller or *fantasy* (I've never been into scary stuff) // under 300 pages or *over 300 pages* (otherwise it goes by too quickly!) // children's or *ya* (i have not connected with the YA I've read in recent years but at times I have devoured it) // friends to lovers or *enemies to lovers* (there are some amazing friends-to-lovers I adore, but I'm compelled by even mediocre enemies-to-lovers) // *read in bed* or read on the couch (either but recently it's been all in bed) // *read at night* or read in the morning (through the night and into the next morning) // *keep pristine* or markup (I don't try to actually keep books pristine, but I also never bother to mark up anything but textbooks) // *cracked spine* or dog ear (historically I read most books on one sitting, but if not I'd just search for the page again/use a random receipt as a bookmark)

Currently Reading:

I'm not in the middle of anything, but I've read more in recent weeks than I have in a long time. (Well, technically I'm in the middle of Solomon's Ransom by Corey Kerr, because I read the sample and now am waiting for the book to be released in a few weeks.)

Several months ago I got from the (physical!) library a (physical!) copy of She Who Became the Sun by Shelly Parker-Chan, and I finally finished after the semester ended, and then found an ebook of the sequel, He Who Drowned the World. (Compelling, though I think the ambitiousness of the project inevitably meant that parts of it didn't quite work.)

Then I read a bunch of romance ebooks, and even found a m/f one that I liked! Jodi McAlister's Not Here To Make Friends. (It was also the reality dating show romance I had been low-key hoping would exist.)

I also read RF Kuang's Babel: An Arcane History (which I appreciated and was provoked by, but didn't exactly love), and then read that she was inspired by/responding to Donna Tartt's The Secret History, so I reread that. (When I read it years ago my reaction was, I'm too old for this. It felt like a book you need to read in your teens or early twenties to get swept up into. My thoughts this go around were pretty much the same.) Then Kuang's Yellowface, which was also compelling.

Speaking of enemies to lovers, quite enjoyed The Sorcerer's Omega, also by Corey Kerr, which is why I'm awaiting her latest release. (The other two books in that world are also good, just not catnip for my tastes in the same way.)

And your post reminded me—I too read Love in the Big City, which was good and also unsettling in that way of most autobiographical novels about the authors fucked up twenties. Now I can go and unblock the tag and see all the fascinating discussions y'all had in your book club.

I have no idea how they'll manage to turn it into a BL (which is what I think I read is happening?). Although it's about relationships it's very much not a romance. Are they just pulling out some random plot points and building a whole new story around them? I hope they don't try to smush it into BL shape at all, and just tell the narrator's melancholy story as written.

(Oh, technically I'm in the middle of Mari Kondo's The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up, but I'm not sure if I'll read any more. Other people's advice can be counterproductive at times.)

(Most most recently was a bunch of Untamed and Drarry fanfic, but I'm not counting that.)

I'm not sure who's done this already, but I'll tag @lelephantsnail, @petrichoraline and @tungtung-thanawat.

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