Still here, still reading one book a day. Six weeks into quarantine and I've yet to go stir-crazy. I'm not surprised: I'm your bona fide introvert, and though I'm decent at playing the part of the extrovert, it's an exhausting act to maintain. It wasn't until this shelter-in-place that I realized ... Read More
Quarantine Reading: Didion, Diaries, and The Pillow Book (Week 5)
I'm reading one book a day for as long as this COVID-19 shelter-in-place lasts. These were the ones I read last week. Has it really been over a month since most of the U.S. started quarantining? If I were any less compulsive about documenting every thought with to-do lists, journal entries, even ... Read More
Love Handles
Since working from home, I've had no gauge of how my body has changed. Has it grown? Softened and stretched—sagged even—with sedentary idleness? Of course it has, the little voice in my head seethes. She's the product of society, of the patriarchy, the one who's always reminding me of how far from ... Read More