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Reading a David Wojnarowicz biography while laid up in bed.

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I’ve been laid up in bed for over two weeks now. It sucks. Funny, because I have dreamed many a time of spending days in bed reading. Just goes to show that when I am forced to do something (and in pain), I am not receptive.

Working from bed is hard because my body can only occupy a variation of one position. I am supposed to be revising my book— I haven’t started. Mostly because it feels overwhelming to do so when I cannot move around freely.

There is one good thing: books. I have a lot of them. And when I am not working, and because I cannot do much else, I read. I’m currently reading Fire in the Belly, by Cynthia Carr. It’s a deeply researched (and lived) biography of David Wojnarowicz. Wojnarowicz is someone I have always felt attracted to, though he was gone from this world by the time I was eleven. You know those public figures to whom we feel w…