A List of Things: Books Whose Words I’m Looking Forward to Eating

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Since the last time I have blogged, I managed to miss 3.5 work days, finished reading one book (I know; I have magically transformed into a turtle — Sometimes, I turn into a sloth; other times I don’t even what I am anymore), and somehow managed to add a number of books in my TBR pile. Books I’d finish reading probably ten, twenty, 57634785 years from now. WHO KNOWS? It’s a surprise.

I’ve downloaded samples of books and most of them I enjoyed. Yay!

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On short fictions and disturbances: “Trigger Warning” by Neil Gaiman

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I first encountered the words “trigger warning” in the No Sleep sub-reddit. Just two words, four syllables, and yet it hit my curiosity. What, exactly, does trigger warning mean? TRIGGER WARNING. It sounded so ominous and striking (in all dark, terrifying ways possible). Instead of consulting Google to find out its meaning, I went ahead and read the No Sleep stories that contained the Trigger Warning label on them. When I did so, I soon grasped the meaning of it, if only out of context. Disturbing. Dark. Twisted. Terrifying. Those stories were darkness and gray clouds, sinister smiles and outright cruelty. I continued to read anyway, although I skipped some stories that were too uncomfortable for me.

I came across those words again no more than a few years back, this time in the form of a book written by Neil Gaiman. I bought it, of course. No questions asked. And once I was done reading the book, there were no regrets in my buying decision. No regrets, only moments of unease, of feeling unsettled and uncomfortable as I voraciously ate up each story in “Trigger Warning.”

Today, I have picked four short stories that jumped out of the pages and clawed and gnawed at me. They’re stories of humans and non-humans, of quests and deaths, of truths and lies. They’re the kind of stories that stick with you, the scenes replaying in your mind, resurrecting discomfort long after you have put down the book.

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The Maroon Dispatch, Vol. II

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We Marooners seem to care less and less about what the “brr!” months are all about: crunchy orange leaves tinged with gold and brown, crips and nippy air all around, and anything cranberry. (Yes, the scent of bathroom cleaners included. Main Mall, I am looking at you.) Are we so wrapped up in our own thoughts, our 8 to 5 jobs, and our self-inflicted harmful thoughts that we are willing to overlook the beauty of October rushing in with the promise of more than chilly nights? The blessings of October that are centered on, but not limited to, great discounts on all things horror? And let’s not forget that during this time of the year, our folks over there at Brown Salts hold their classic take on The Midnight Convention. We all know what that means! Horror movie marathons, midnight zombie runs. ghost tours, sΓ©ances, and that yummy apple pie made famous by Boothe’s. Definitely worth the two-hour trip to Brown Salts!

Let’s not forget November, where we hold the first week sacred for our dead loved ones. It also gets uncomfortably colder and colder. Better start stocking up on scarves and insulated gloves. Come December, we all breathe a collective sigh of relief. The weather doesn’t get less colder (on the contrary!) but all those pretty Christmas lights and colorful lanterns strewn just about everywhere are comforting consolations. Who could resist beautiful decorations, right? And if we are anything here at Maroon City, it’s this: Fashionable. Trend-setters. Hip to the core. Also, December gives us the perfect excuse to get drunk: Parties! And more parties! (Pro tip: Don’t get smashed during company parties. Chances are you’ll always regret what you’ve done. It’s The Morning After‘s leitmotif, regardless of whether you work at a law firm or a call center. Stick to wine, instead. It’s healthier, besides.)

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