My sophomore year of college, I lived in a two bedroom apartment-style dorm room with the three friends I made freshman year. I spent the first half of the year thinking I was going to go to med school (hahahahaha) and the second half doing theater and planning to major in whatever would let me graduate a year early.Read More
Whoops, I forgot to do this for awhile, so this is a long one. I don’t have a lot to say about the books, though, so it’s not as long as it could have been. I’ve gotten to one of the paperback shelves of my bookcases, so these are especially random and hit-or-miss.Read More
I recently started poking around in the Bible as research for a personal project. I’m an atheist, but I was raised a Christian and went to religious schools and then I struggled with my spirituality for awhile, so I’ve actually read the Bible quite a lot. It’s been maybe fifteen years since I last looked at it, and I’ve been enjoying it this time around.
I think previously when I read the Bible, it was too fraught for me to find it entertaining, but now that I’m past all that, I can appreciate how enjoyable the Bible can be, if you overlook all the awfulness. I don’t think many people actually read the Old Testament, so I thought I’d blog about it as I go along.
And so. GENESIS. Where it all began.Read More
Ahh, the first books of the year!Read More
In the summer of 2000, I went to Italy for a month or so on a study abroad program. It was the first time I’d ever been out of the country! I kept a special diary throughout, in which I recorded my profound observations on cultural differences and the broadening effects of travel. My prose style at the time was especially direct and scrupulous. As I accurately observed early on in my narrative, “To be in a foreign country is like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.” I then continued, “I used to wonder why people are supposed to put it on their resumes and why everyone made such a big deal out of it, but now I know.”
Ultimately, I read 67 books in 2018 (not counting management-type books for work and more service-y type nonfiction). Of these, I really loved 4.5. Here’s the final batch.
I’ve gained weight in my 30s, which is fine and all, except that I haven’t figured out how to wear it yet. The biggest problem with being overweight as a woman is that it makes you look approachable and maternal. I am neither of those things and no one used to mistake me for them, but increasingly, I find myself extremely publicly accessible in a way I have never wanted to be. Read More
Tl;dr: Apparently I actually like the canon?
I bought a house in the Texan suburbs. If you’re my age and you haven’t bought property yet, you likely think you can’t afford it. Well, let me tell you: you can’t. No one can. Buying a house is stupid. Read More
Well, I have sort of an unofficial rule not to do two of these books posts in a row without something else in between them, because I don’t want it to seem like all I do is read, but…all I do is read.
Also, since I’ve started doing these, I’ve now developed a compulsion to write something here about every book I read, regardless of whether it’s of any interest to anyone or not. For a bit, I thought maybe I’d just stop! But I feel like this stack of read books is burning a hole through my desk, waiting to be blogged about. I feel like if I don’t blog that I’ve read them, I haven’t read them, in the same way I now feel like I haven’t taken a walk if my Fitbit didn’t record it. It is truly a golden age for neurotic obsessives!