It’s my birthday so here are my ten favorite books


I threatened to do this. I said in my September wrap-up, hey, I might be self-obsessed enough to post about my own birthday. And I spoke the truth. I am more attention-starved and self-obsessed than anyone can possibly imagine. I am limitless. It’s like a superpower, except lame and vaguely upsetting.


Here is a series of things I love in this world: lists, books, myself, favorites, blogging. Excluding cookies, comedy, and Mamma Mia 2: Here We Go Again (2018), that about covers it. So I thought, how can I combine all of these things into one perfect birthday gift to my damn self? Continue reading

The Unique Blogger Award: A very on-brand ego boost

Well, you guys, I guess it’s official. This is the closest we’re ever going to get to a full-on confirmation or legal classification or certificate of some kind.

Evidently, I am not like other girls. I am John Green manic-pixie-dream levels of quirky. Simply put, I am unique. So unique that four amazing and trustworthy individuals have told me so, by nominating me for this award.

I am going to choose to believe this is not the passive aggressive “wow, I love your sense of style…it’s so…unique” backhanded-compliment definition of the word and be quite pleased instead. Continue reading

I read all the Harry Potter books and it was whatever: A definitive ranking

The thing about me is that I am teeming with hot takes.

All of my thoughts: controversial. My opinions: unpopular. Simply put, my takes are hot.

If I were alive in late seventeenth century Salem, I have to imagine I’d be hanged for my witchdom. (Fun fact: They did not burn the witches.) I have to imagine that both because a) I am constantly yelling about things and people do not like it, and b) if you were a young woman in Salem in sixteen ninety whatever and you WEREN’T on trial for being a witch, you must have been lame af. In this narrative in which I live a few miles over and three hundred years earlier, I would quite literally rather die than be some non-witch nerd. Ugh. Continue reading

Turtles All the Way Down Review: My last John Green review, if everything goes to plan


Sixteen-year-old Aza never intended to pursue the mystery of fugitive billionaire Russell Pickett, but there’s a hundred-thousand-dollar reward at stake and her Best and Most Fearless Friend, Daisy, is eager to investigate. So together, they navigate the short distance and broad divides that separate them from Russell Pickett’s son, Davis.

Aza is trying. She is trying to be a good daughter, a good friend, a good student, and maybe even a good detective, while also living within the ever-tightening spiral of her own thoughts.

In his long-awaited return, John Green, the acclaimed, award-winning author of Looking for Alaska and The Fault in Our Stars, shares Aza’s story with shattering, unflinching clarity in this brilliant novel of love, resilience, and the power of lifelong friendship. Continue reading

August Wrap-Up: We love a post with a schedule and a format

Why hello, everybody. (Feel free to read in the Michael Scott voice I was hearing as I typed it, although I’m not sure if that’s a real quote. Honestly might be from the bloopers. #Truefan.)

It’s been a few weeks, but at this point that’s par for the course on this blog so I’m going to go ahead and not apologize. That’s right! I won’t repent. Not an ounce of regret in me. Fight me on it. Continue reading