This year has been shit. This month has been shit. This week has been really shit. But there is a single ray of light, and it is Lil Nas X’s new album, Montero, which is getting me through. Craig Jenkins reviews the album for Vulture. (link) I am excited to see songs from Montero turn up in the repertoire of college marching bands. What does appropriation mean in food culture? (link) NPR crowd-sourced a list of the best SFF from the last ten years, and it’s a good-ass list. (link) The Jeopardy! situation was some real fuckin bullshit and I…
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Noemà Taboada likes being escorted to glamorous parties by handsome men, and she has every anticipation that she can go on doing so — until her father orders her to go into the Mexican countryside to check on her cousin Catalina. Since Catalina’s marriage to Virgil Doyle — an Englishman and scion to a family that once owned a silver mine but has fallen on hard times — they have heard very little from her, until they receive a letter in which she begs them to come save her. There are ghosts in the walls, she says. They are speaking…
Leave a CommentFor some reason, it feels like all of my links are along the theme “untenable situation is untenable.” I am not sure why, except I guess we are all feeling exceptionally untenable about life these days. I read a New York Times article (link) about how we’ve all hit a wall, quarantine-wise, which seems accurate to my own experience and that of my friends-and-relations. If you’ve got anything that’s making you happy in quarantine, hit me up and let me know what that thing is! (My happy things are Indian food and Harrow the Ninth.) Anyway, on to the links!…
Leave a CommentEver since her father’s death, years ago, Casiopea Tun has been a poor relation to her mother’s wealthy family. She’s stuck doing drudge work for any member of the family who wants something from her — particularly her cousin Martin, who resents that she will never stop insisting on her personhood, no matter how much he tries to make her submit. (Not in a sexual way! I mention this because I kept worrying that there was going to be a sexual element to this relationship, but there’s not. So don’t worry.) Her wants are small, but completely out of reach:…
Leave a CommentWe made it to another Friday, friends! I hope you all have restful and pleasant weekends scheduled, with lots of yummy foods and indulgent television. But before you get to that, I implore you to give yourselves the unparalleled gift of my first link, a piece about Rachel Dolezal that crashed The Stranger‘s website and hopefully introduced many new people to the superb work of Ijeoma Iluo. So far everyone I’ve sent it to has said “Damn, DAMN” to me — not once but several times — while quoting back to me relevant sections of the article. Feel free to…
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