If you have survived 2020 without needing the emotional equivalent of open heart surgery, you are either a) a cold blob, like one of those squishy eye masks you put in the freezer if you’re fancy, or b) a sorcerer.Continue reading
I realize it seems silly to make a post like this here, where I post once every three months tops anyway, but it seemed like the easiest way to write a message I can post across platforms and I am nothing if not
Anyway. I just wanted to give you all a heads up that I’m going through a pretty devastating loss right now and am not going to be as present here / on Goodreads / on Twitter for a bit. Sometimes you go through something that makes everything else, even the stuff that seemed important before, totally whackadoodle.
So I hope you all have a good…however long (maybe it won’t be too long at all!). I’ll see you again soon.
I want to begin this post by calling myself out.
When it comes to reading diversely, I have failed. My privilege has allowed me to read from a homogenous group of authors without noticing, because again and again I find myself, a cis white woman, represented in those pages. Continue reading
Hello party people. It has, once again, been a very long time since I’ve posted here.
It probably would have been even longer, if I’m honest, except for the fact that I want to use whatever voice I have to amplify the voices of others. Which is why I’m abandoning the half-baked TBR I had lightly considered for this month in favor of focusing on books by Black authors. Continue reading
I realize saying “new year, new me” in a post going up in April is more “not really new year, same me with irregular posting times,” but still. Let me have this.
I’m posting twice in one month!! Okay. Well, more like twice in four weeks.
Fine, twice in OVER four weeks. But that’s still frequent for me. Continue reading
I know I keep doing this (adorable, charming) routine by which I suddenly appear out of a hiatus with a grand declaration of how it’s DEFINITELY the last time, then post once or twice, then wordlessly disappear. And so on. Continue reading
More here means both “a post containing additional unpopular opinions” and “opinions more unpopular than ever before.”
The thing about my posting schedule (which lately consists of a single post, then three months of nothing, then a handful of posts, then five months of nothing, and so on until, presumably, either my brain breaks or all of yours do) is that it’s mostly downsides. Continue reading
Right now, I should definitely be working on a wrap up post. I’m months behind and I need to wrap up, like…50 books? 60? 70? An ever-growing and also absurd number. But instead I’m writing this.
And the simple explanation for that is I’ve posted so. Many. Wrap-ups. Lately, and even I can get sick of myself when I’m that repetitive. And I’m never sick of myself. Which is why we’re about to spend the rest of this post talking ALL ABOUT ME! Continue reading
Okay, yes, hi. It has, once again, been a very long time.
But in this case, our primary objective is not to talk about the fact that I am terrible at blogging. (We all know this by now.) We’re here to talk about something much more important than that.
ME. Continue reading