I’ve always been a reader. The family legend is that I learned to read at the age of two. I don’t remember when I learned to read but I don’t remember ever not knowing how. I do remember not understanding a lot of what I read. And I read a lot.
I wasn’t officially exposed to absurdist literature until I was in college but I always appreciated absurdity. So, in high school when I began my education in literature in earnest, I recognized the absurdity in everything from Shakespeare to Faulkner. And in college, when I was assigned to read Ubu Roi, I was ready. It wasn’t just literature, the absurdist theme spilled over into the punk rock I listened to and angst of being a young adult in the 80s when “trickle-down economics” pretended to end the war on poverty.
Lately, having a full-time job and family, I tend to look to the short form for my relief. Haikus and limericks are my friends. I’ll leave you with a recent favorite composed during a very long meeting:
Yammering jackass
Forces appreciation
Of the written word
Admin Note: When Leslie isn’t taking care of business at TSR, she is blogging about her restaurant and food experiences on her most excellent Tumblr blog.