In your twenties your smallest decision is “what size mug do I like for my coffee?” You don’t even get into travel mugs that day because it’s so overwhelming with all the big decisions you’re supposed to be making. I like a very round mug. When I lift it to drink, it covers my eyes, but… More A Book for Your Twenties | No Matter the Wreckage
Sarah Kay is her own genre. She has managed and created her own label and makes it practically impossible for anyone to now synonymously associate slam poetry and protest poetry. In most Youtube slam sensations, a person creates a swell and soft tide of screaming, then whispering, both to keep the audience on their toes… More Dot to Dot [An Illustrated Poem by Sarah Kay]
I thought maybe if I shared my complete August TBR, I’d actually get around to reading each one. I am going to push myself to reach my Goodreads goal (even though I believe less and less in the Goodreads reading challenge each year – that is for a whole other blog though). Really, can a… More August TBR
I, too, believe the theory that all people are ruined by their first love, even if they do end up marrying and toting the title of “high school sweetheart” or “kissed on the playground at six.” While I watched, Cody from Sister Wives talk to his daughter about how kissing leads to attachments that should… More A book to turn on your weird feels.
The number of post-it notes I used on this book alone could cover a small dog house. Can I say this is the best adult graphic novel ever without having read every other adult graphic novel? Do I sound like my mother after she praised that really bad eighth grade haircut and told me that… More “Single women and men should be able to float toward each other on the waves of lust and goodwill!”
I hate it when someone is a better writer than me. Or has just actually published a book, put pen to paper like a raging sword and ripped open the wounds of that lined paper to turn it into something typed in loud Times New Roman and quiet in its white space. Marina Keegan hated… More The Moon Is A Silent Killer
There are very few men that deserve to have poems written about them. This is just a fact. Swooning love songs, yes. Movies of the romantic comedy variety, yes. Romance novels, yes. Autobiographies on love affairs like that of Ella Fitz and F. Scott, yes. Poems, very rare. Looking at a man under that fine… More Linger: The Story of a Noun.
This time around I will be supporting hipsters and their cult following. I swear, that’s the snarkiest thing I will say about hipsters all blog. If you haven’t heard about Tumblr by now, it’s pretty much the place that all internet memes, gifs, fangirls, people who take photos and then filter in “vignette,” girls in… More Life Was Easier When All I Had To Take Care of Was a Tamagotchi
Favorite Tweets: This is sarcasm: Favorite Search Terms: what did people eat in uk circa 1800: Beans. spanking themes in young adult literature: You got my blog? That freaks me out a little, a lot. farting competitions in bed: haha, welcome to my life. virginia woolf car: She didn’t drive, she walked into the sea.… More Newsday Tuesday (& An EXCITING Q&A)
Update: Month of Letters is going quite swimmingly. Daily, I’m happy to unhook that black box at the end of my driveway, above where my mother has planted an assortment of peach flowers. I’ve been enjoying rhyming #2 with “goo” on the lick line of the close of the envelope. And what girl doesn’t love to… More Newsday Tuesday