August 2010
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“I mean, this is Julia Roberts and weddings…multiple weddings. And...”
– Kevin, describing why Runaway Bride naturally appeals to me.
July 2010
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“…the most important factor in the now-widespread tendency to label...”
– Matthew Gallaway on musicals.
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“Moms are like electrons, or magnets. They make you crazy, and they also make you...”
– The Coast is Clear: Moms
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Katie Coyle and the Case of Too Many Books and Too...
You’re never going to read Virgil’s Aeneid, and that’s okay. Let go.
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“Today I asked a man what he wanted to drink with his popcorn, and he said...”
– The Journals of Katie Coyle, January 26, 2004
Seriously, publishing companies of America, just give a me a chance to edit out some of the more egregiously pathetic boy-related entries, and then these babies are all yours.
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What We Talk About When We Talk About Packing:
This morning, Kevin asked me what my plan was for my day. “Packing, hopefully,” I replied, and his smile was the sort of smile a boyfriend gives a girlfriend when he is too kind to point at her and laugh out loud. Packing, hopefully. It’s the “hopefully,” of course, that makes the answer pathetic. It’s the “hopefully” that would allow me to shrug...
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Ideas I've Had That Could Improve the Hit Series...
Time machines.
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“Katie, he’s going to learn about all your ‘secret single...”
– E-mails from Alice.
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"Would you care to make a concluding remark about... →
Gary Shteyngart: “American fiction is good. It would be nice if somebody read it.”
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IT IS HAPPENING
A large percentage of my Facebook friends have spent the summer getting married, getting engaged, and popping out babies. Is this what adulthood in 2010 feels like? Creepily clicking through pictures of weddings I didn’t attend while building a stack of empty Diet Coke cans on my desk like a crazy person?
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Today, packing hurriedly to catch a bus to take me to the library where I am currently realizing my genius (this is a new thing I’m trying, describing any activity in which I partake enthusiastically as “realizing my genius”), I picked up a copy of Philip Pullman’s The Subtle Knife which I once bought at a used bookstore, and out of it fell a greeting card. Faded yellow...
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Last night Kevin made a Monty Python and the Holy Grail reference and I missed it, and I had to admit to him that the last time I’d seen Monty Python and the Holy Grail was at a birthday party my freshman year of high school, and that that had also been the first time I’d seen it. “The one and only time you’ve seen it was ten years ago?” he asked. “It...
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This Is What a Feminist Looks Like, I Guess:
Donated an educational DVD to the Catholic grammar school where my cousin teaches social studies. Since there were obviously no sex education options, I went with the one about the Roaring Twenties in the hopes that they can pick up hints from the flappers.
Outside the Planned Parenthood with six months of free Uterus Landlord in my hand (they give it away like Halloween candy here!), I smiled...
The term "birth control" is neither clever nor...
so from here on in I’m calling it my Uterus Landlord.
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Yesterday
Corinne and I met some Mormons on the street. Sisters Anderson and Bradshaw. They were very sweet and just wanted us to consider the fact that God is our father, and then move on from there. Just consider it, guys.
It was too hot to do anything but see The Twilight Saga: Eclipse, which, incidentally, was terrible. Why is anyone on Team Jacob or Team Edward? I am on Team Bella Taking Some...
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It's too hot to be outraged.
I can work up nothing but a pleasant buzz of apathy regarding the employees of a fake news program on basic cable, the Queen of England, the snarling way Glenn Beck says “We’re better than you” towards the end of the last video featured in this post. It’s too hot to even be outraged about this heat. Heat like this brings a country together (not literally, of course,...
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“We had also once had an ebullient pig named Helen, who would come when you...”
– The Gate at the Stairs, Lorrie Moore (via thebooksimreading)
Lorrie Moore is the Patron Saint of Writerly Young Women With Tumblrs, but she is also the funniest.
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Kevin: What are you going to do today?
Katie: Write!
Kevin: Only if you want to!
Katie: I really do want to! I--
Kevin: Live. I'm sorry. Only if you want to live.
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