Feels like: overhearing conversations between two people who don’t speak the same language. Sounds like: “High Beam” by Chelsea Jade What the world needs now is empathy, and if there’s anything Camille Bordas’ amazing new novel How To Behave In A Crowd is about, it’s that. How to Behave in a Crowd is a character study
Hot Milk by Deborah Levy
Feels like: reading a Wes Anderson film; all Kodachrome pastels, eccentric observations and quirky inner dialogue. Song pairing: “Water” by Sudan Archives 🗺“My love for my mother is like an axe. It cuts very deep.”🗺 Hot Milk takes us on a very strange, very character-driven journey through a mother’s hypochondria, and a daughter’s desperate desire
Marlena by Julie Buntin
Feels like: reflecting on the female friendships that have shaped you while reading your “On This Day” feed on Facebook. Sounds like: “Glass” by Daughter 👯❤️👯 “I made it out, just like I wanted, and not once have I stopped looking back.” 👯❤️👯 Marlena is one of the best books I’ve read in 2017. I’ve
Men Without Women by Haruki Murakami
Feels like: when your best friend tells you stories about someone she used to know. Song pairing: “Nobody Else Will Be There” by The National 🚘🚖🚗🚙🚕🚙🚗🚖🚘🚖🚙🚗🚘🚖🚘 “It wasn’t easy,” Kafuku said, “It made me think things I would prefer to have ignored. Remember things I would rather have forgotten. But I was acting. That is
Final Girls by Riley Sager
Feels like: A really fun episode of the podcast My Favorite Murder, but less real life murder and more slumber party murder. Song pairing: “Caskets” by Party Favor & NJOMZA 🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪 “Anyhow,” Janelle said, “they said the spirits of these Indians haunt the woods, ready to kill any white man they see. So watch your
Long Black Veil by Jennifer Boylan
Feels like: Opening up a cheesy Hardy Boys book at the library and finding a heartfelt Post Secret postcard. Song pairing: “Mirror” by The Drums 🖤“There was a sadness to her, but then, you don’t get to be a fifty-seven-year-old woman without bearing some sorrow. Really, if there wasn’t any melancholy in your heart by