My Dark Vanessa is just a much more palatable level of disgusting, which I guess is the whole point of writing something like Tampa—to point that inconsistency out.
Good Company by Cynthia D’Aprix Sweeney was exactly my cup of tea, delivered lukewarm.
I could not stop reading this book. It’s taking up so much space in my mind, turning over just how brilliantly it was executed, how much it resonated with me. I haven’t loved a book this much in years.
Truly, I could read 1000 more pages of Lindy West just tearing apart my favourite childhood films with giddy acerbic wit. We can love what we love and still acknowledge the giant gaping plot holes or capital P Problematic casting and story issues. EVERYTHING IS FAIR GAME AND EVERYTHING IS TERRIBLE.
I was completely blown away by Freshwater by Akwaeke Emezi. Published in 2018 to great acclaim it was never really on my radar probably because I really dislike the cover art, and that sometimes makes or breaks a book for me. But Emezi has a new novel coming out in August, The Death of Vivek…
This was such a powerful memoir, told through such an intimate tone that Chanel Miller felt like a friend, sister. I had followed the Brock Turner trial in real time as outraged as anyone else at the media spin and then the leniency. And I remember the day her victim statement was published and how…
I wonder what I would say to myself, now, if I could visit from the future. Send a missive. Would I say there’s hope here still, whatever life you think you will lead, is not so grim as the one you are imagining. Would I say, hold fast, be strong. Or would I give myself…
Five fantastic bedtime books for toddlers or young children, give them, get them, love them.
A great gift for people who love puzzles—and the perfect quietly competitive activity for a lazy Christmas morning.
A solid and entertaining read that hit home for me.