Status Updates From Inciting Joy: Essays

Feels like I'm finally kind of adapted to the writing style.

Here's some vernacular in "Greif Salute" within one paragraph:
"shitty look", "the culture", "enforcement of norms" "lop his finger off" and "tore his achilles".

It's such a conversational style laced with profanity and violence.

I'm now fairly adjusted to Ross Gay's provocateur-type writing. I think of him now as more Eddie Murphy than Joan Didion.

"fruit for all" might be his best chapter overall. Making a garden does bring joy. It builds community.

I share his feeling that "thousands of birds take flight in my chest" when I make something new.