If you’re wondering, “Why are you writing about La La Land now, it’s been out forever?” then you clearly don’t understand how I watch things. Or how I refuse to watch things that are popular because of hype. I’ll admit to a vast hipster tendency of hating anything “cool” because I’m a jackass. But here’s… Continue reading I Hate Movies: Why La La Land is Actually Pretty Sweet
OKAY. I’m only a little super hype about the fact that a short story from The New Yorker has swept through the internet and was actually noticed in the Memetic Hellscape that is 2017. It’s impressive. We should all pat ourselves on the back for reading more than 140-280 characters. Huzzah. And if you… Continue reading “Cat Person”: Let’s Talk About Bad Sex, Baby
I highlight, underline, and circle lines in the books I’m reading all the time. I notate and marginalia the shit out of everything I read because it’s a way for me to have a dialogue with the book, to react in real time, to show exactly how I was feeling at… Continue reading Turtles All the Way Down: A Pause in the Usual Programming
After two weeks (okay three weeks it took longer than I thought) of decompressing, I’m ready to talk about my experience seeing Fun Home at Kalamazoo College. For reference: one time I read Fun Home and it fucking killed me. See this blog: Fun Home meets Skating Through Cemeteries: A Personal Reflection Here’s the thing. I don’t talk… Continue reading It All Comes Back: Feels about Fun Home the Musical
When I was in 10th grade, I wrote a fake autobiography. Well really, I drew the cover and wrote a blurb of a section of my childhood because that was all the assignment called for. In the blurb, I described the weird pleasant joy I got out of rollerskating and biking through the cemetery… Continue reading Fun Home meets Skating Through Cemeteries: A Personal Reflection
After the last two Bukowski reads, I needed a break. And so I pulled one of my favorite memoirs off the shelf and decided, “What the hell. Everyone needs to know about this book.” And I’m not being hyperbolic. Screw Everyone: Sleeping My Way to Monogamy is one hell of a memoir. “The names… Continue reading Screw Everyone: No, Really. Do It.
I may have written once that I didn’t think Bukowski’s poetry was inherently terrible. I had read a few online or seen quotes on Tumblr and I was like, “Oh, okay. See, that’s not too bad!” And then I went about my life because in all honesty poetry isn’t my bag. And then a friend… Continue reading Love Is A Dog From Hell: Poetry for the Drunk Soul