Before I begin, allow me to strap on my Internet Armor and batten down my hatches. Felecia Day is Queen of the Internet, whether she wants the title or not, and I thought her book was…okay. I mean, it wasn’t the worst thing I’ve ever read, but I can’t say this is an amazing book. I’m glad it was a library get and not a purchase, because I can’t see myself going back and rereading it. I admit, I only know a little bit about […]
And I Won’t Sit Down And I Won’t Shut Up And Most of All I Will Not Grow Up
I feel out of the loop, musically, since I moved last year and left behind the best independent indie rock station ever. And working now in a concrete basement means I can’t even listen to their mobile app either. So if the US has finally woken up to Frank Turner, first off, horray! Second, you probably don’t need the following link barrage I’m about to hit you with. Third, I devoured this book on my lunch breaks (as well as my lunch) while being forced […]
The Dreamers Need to Shut Up and Listen
As the #Blacklivesmatter and #Alllivesmatter debate wages, I can’t help but think of the line from Animal Farm (that I first read at age 9, thinking it was a story about talking animals like Charlotte’s Web)—“All Animals are equal but some Animals are more equal than others.” What I think the #Alllivesmatter folks don’t get is that it’s precisely because ALL lives matter that the #Blacklivesmatter movement started because clearly, in this country, some lives matter more than others. It is within all this sound […]
Your heart has never been broken/Your pride has never been stolen
This summer I treated myself to something I rarely do – a concert ticket. In a little getting to know Katie moment, I suffer from claustrophobia. But I’m not the usual small spaces type, instead I’m the all fun too many people in a given space type. It makes going out and doing things socially SUPER fun and easy. (Ah sarcasm, how I love thee). Honestly though, concerts in particular are tough for me, so even though I love music and live music in particular […]
The Roaring Twenties Were a Snore
I was one of those students who enjoyed her English Lit classes in high-school and I received two Humanities credits my Freshman year of college by taking 2000 & 3000 Level English Lit classes. Needless to say I’ve read the Great Gatsby more than once (and I’ve seen Redford as well as DiCaprio try their hand at the titular character) which drew me to Sarah Churchwell’s Careless People. I’m ashamed to admit I fell asleep more than once trying to get through this one- in […]
But seriously, why not me?
Expectations for books are funny things. When you’ve read something by a author before, especially a memoir or essay collection, you think it’ll be in a similar vein. After all, you enjoyed the first one so much, you’re buying a second, right? You want to read things like the ones before–not exactly the same, of course, but maybe with the same tone or voice. In her second collection of personal essays, Why Not Me?, Kaling delivers that consistency, but adds something pretty important–feeling and heart.
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