Style icon: Fran Lebowitz
I don't wish away my own style (noncommittal Halloween costume-style version of 1950s office girl); I only wish I could own, as effortlessly, blazers and sweaters and wisdom.
Particularly as October 19th approaches — everyone, I'm certain, has a date they wish was a solid object they could burn/throw down flights of stairs/feed to a carnivorous fish. While, yes, my life is better because the events of last fall compelled me to change directions, nothing is worth, you know, scars. Persistent, intrusive pain and disruption of how one accomplishes normal, necessary things. My copy of Heroines came, I think, that day or the previous day. I think I had read it all by then, somehow.
Books that held my hand through the sad, blank months
Heroines by Kate Zambreno
Swimming Studies by Leanne Shapton
Repeated attempts to read Pride and Prejudice, hasn't yielded anything but kept me occupied
My Life is a Movie by Carina Finn
Hangsaman by Shirley Jackson
Every last Dorothy, a Publishing Project title
Beyond This Point Are Monsters by Roxanne Carter
Speedboat by Renata Adler
Rookie Yearbook One
Speaking of life-changing:
There is no place Andie MacDowell does not see you, you must change your life and GET OUT OF BOOKS-A-MILLION pic.twitter.com/dmD274IqVr
— Kari Larsen (@karileelarsen) September 30, 2013