It’s been a great week for baking, and a terrible week for the earth. Do these things balance? Probably not, but my oven is at least not going to set the world on fire like our President. Our local supermarket was having a sale on spices and I snagged a bunch of premium matcha &
Feels like: Seeing something out of the corner of your eye, but it’s just a hat rack. Wait, you don’t have a hat rack. Song pairing: “Saturn” by Sufjan Stevens Meet James and Julie. They live in the city, work semi-professional jobs, and are married for a blip before James’ gambling addiction drains him of his savings
Story Time & Imaginative Play The fondest childhood memories of pizza I have are from Chuck-E-Cheese. The grease, the tokens, the religious fervor with which I worshiped that weird rodent mascot; it all brings back the first moment of bliss in which pizza is distilled into a child’s life. The pacifying equality of pizza in a busy
Feels like: Every single time you tell your girlfriend “Seriously, just leave him,” and she says “But I can’t, you don’t understand.” Song pairing: “Bluecid” by Sevadaliza If you haven’t read Our Endless Numbered Days by Claire Fuller, you’re doing this all wrong. I was expecting something incredibly different after having read Claire Fuller’s debut
Feels like: Being in eleventh grade and watching the teacher talk, but listening to loud rock music in your headphones. Song pairing: The Scientist by Coldplay (And the music from the book. Tommy Wallach is also a musician and composed an entire album to go with his debut novel!) This book opens with teenage angst.
Feels like: Riding the Haunted Mansion ride at Disneyland and interacting with the ghosts. Song pairing: “All The Time” by Bahamas “Tying a shoe; tying a knot on a package; a mouth on yours; a hand on yours; the ending of the day; the beginning of the day; the feeling that there will always be