Hi! I saw your tags on the book reading post and I just wanna say if you're having a hard time figuring out what books to read, depending on your local library they might have a digital collection. If it's the Libby app, they have curated selections! Also just cruising the "available now" and randomizing it can show some books you wouldn't usually pick up but are pretty good! Since you like TMA I think you might like The Death of Jane Lawrence by Catlin Starling, which I listened to the audiobook for and loved. Nettle and Bone by T. Kingfisher also has a great audiobook narraration!
Sorry for the long+random ask, I just love readers advisory :D
Nawh, it's good!! I like getting asks!!
I'll have to see if my local library has anything like that... They probably do, if you're recommending it to me. :Interest: I'll have to check this out actually. Super intrigued by the blurb I just read about The Death of Jane Lawrence, so I'll have to look >:3c
Thanks a bunch!!!
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Absolutely fucking devastating to be in the middle of a mental breakdown and have that intense, almost visceral need to be held and have your first thought be "I want my mom". Like bitch who do you think this mental breakdown is about???
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if i lived in the medieval times id still find a way to fixate on insane fictional characters. id read the canterbury tales and then be posting about my new blorbo the Wife of Bath at church or whatever
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SOUP-ER BOWL ROUND 7
THIS SOUP OF UKRAINIAN ORIGIN AND POPULAR THROUGHOUT EASTERN EUROPE AND NORTH ASIA WILL HAVE YOU RUSSIAN TO EAT IT BECAUSE NOTHING BEETS THAT SOUR RED BEETROOT COMBINED WITH WHIPPED CREAM--RED AND READY TO EAT--IT'S A MOST DANGEROUS GAME BECAUSE YOU WON'T WANT TO STOP ONCE YOU START--THE SOUP YOU CAN'T GET BORED OF: BORSCHT!
(recipe + image credits: https://natashaskitchen.com/classic-russian-borscht-recipe/)
AND FROM CHINA, NO NEED TO ASK WHICH CAME FIRST BECAUSE THIS SOUP FEATURES BOTH WISPY BEATEN EGGS AND CHICKEN BROTH IN A SIMPLE YET FILLING COMBO, INSTEAD ASK WHICH WILL COME FIRST IN THIS POLL--OUR AFOREMENTIONED BORSCHT O-O-O-O-OR--EGG DROP SOUP!!
(recipe + image credit: https://thewoksoflife.com/egg-drop-soup/)
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listening to music and a song comes up that sounds startlingly clear
and I realize that my memory of that song is distorted and fuzzy because I had it on a CD that I burned back in high school full of shit I'd gotten off Limewire, desperate to find the kind of music I liked in the years when all I could listen to was either whatever my parents liked, or whatever was on the local radio stations (it felt like there was only pop, classic rock, and hiphop stations, although the local alt-rock station would have a couple hours on Sunday nights where they would play punk rock, and I would tune in every week desperate for something new).
way before streaming and Youtube and Bandcamp and social media sharing, throwing whatever search terms I could think of into torrenting sites. getting files of songs that people had recorded off the radio or compressed and crunched to hell and back, mislabeled with the wrong band either because the person who seeded it didn't actually know the band's name or because they just wanted it to be found.
burning those files onto CDs, about 10 at a time because you couldn't fit more, putting them in one of those big CD albums and writing on them with Sharpie so I could keep track of what was one them. keeping a notebook with the songs listed, as well as pages where I could write down names and titles to try to find them later. little snippets of lyrics from the radio, because Shazam hadn't been invented yet, so I had to try to remember what to Google later to identify the song. I even had a few tapes, too, that I used myself to record off the radio using my old stereo that my parents had bought me to listen to Brittany Spears and the Backstreet Boys and Hansen.
those are years that I don't look back on very fondly, they were some of the worst of my life. i didn't know shit about gender or sexuality or politics but it was starting. I was uncovering parts of myself piece by piece, song by song, scribbled lyric by scribbled lyric by MySpace page by VampireFreaks profile by misspelled filename.
lots has changed, hasn't it? the songs are clearer now. higher-def, crisp treble and heavy bass, all at the click of the button or whim of an algorithm. I am more comfortable discovering parts of myself and reconciling and applying all those decades of therapy and self-help books and internet support groups to examine those little wiggly bits without a name. unknown files.
i hope I can still keep finding that new music.
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