& a Job for Creatives that Pays $80-$110k/yr hello beautiful Hot Literatis around the world my first time really reading Woolf for our book club I'm shaking up the email schedule a bit. We will still do "Little Deaths/Delights" inside of the community on Monday's, but you'll only receive Hot Literati emails on Wednesdays and Fridays now. I'm on my third cup of coffee listening to Francesco de Masi. I wrote 600 words this morning and picked The Idiot back up last night. It's m

Hello happy Monday! I just finished reading two biographies back to back. One was about a famous entrepreneur and politician and one was about a famous writer. My boyfriend and I spoke about how the first lived a very social, outward life, while the latter lived a very insular life even though she spent so much time writing about community and journaling about how much she craved it. (full list of books I've read this year) I guess as I’ve gotten older, I’ve wanted to meet mo

hello beautiful Hot Literatis! Happy Monday, I controversially love Mondays and early mornings. Maybe I enjoy beginnings. This morning, I wrote 1500 words on a draft of a second novel. I have a manuscript of a first sitting at home in Kansas that exactly one person has read. On Friday, I had lunch with one of my mentors, who encouraged me to treat writing like more of a job, sitting down at the same time every day before all of the other life stuff gets in your head, as oppos

Tonight I went to the box for the first time. The first time I heard about the box was from a classmate in my eating club back in 2022 after they attended a party there with a former mayor, lots of models, and other A-list sorts. That world felt so glamorous and aloof to me and a year later that same friend would bring me into their world here in New York and I would begin writing about clubbing online and begin accquiring an audience and something like momentum. An open bar

Little Deaths/Delights 94 Writing Week I'm crazy about writing, and I don't just mean the art form. I write by hand every single day. I have a very specific journaling structure that I do that includes the date, my "chief definite aim," my monthly goals, where I'm at in my cycle, my daily to do list, and a daily scripture. When I don't write this daily, I notice things get a bit more chaotic. Writing touches more parts of your brain than typing and forces you to really slow d

70 Hot Literatis exist here on Hot Literati dot com. join Hot Literati Today, I went to a co working space, since I spend most of my time working alone. I met someone for the second time from networking things and met this one really nice person who also lived In Germany for a bit. And then I started walking to get my Wolfnights wrap. I've been hit on three times today. I was hit on five times yesterday. That's how you know it's New York summer. You quite literally just have

You'd be sexier if you showed up Most people are actually very unreliable and inconsistent in today's world. This morning, I went all the way to Queens to try to attend an event, only to find out that the location had changed and it was only in person once a month and was online this week. Following the pandemic, we've shifted so much of our lives to remote work, which removes the B-level bonding of a real conversation. People's attention spans are much shorter, and people ca

Glow Up Week: Let Yourself Have Desires Welcome back to your weekly reset inside of Hot Literati <3 Glow Up Week One question I've asked myself obsessively over the past few years is "why am I who I am"? I find It's the swirly sort of question that can leave you looking at blank space for a bit. I've liked the idea of "glowing up" ever since I found a beauty blog at 12 years old and visited the same site every single day. Especially during the summer. I like the idea of "glow

If you want to get anything done hello my beautiful angels, I am writing this at 10:34 in the evening. Tonight I got dinner with my lovely friend who just moved to New York from London, and then we popped into a karaoke bar to sing Like a Prayer by Madonna together. It astonishes me how some people are too shy for karaoke, but then I look back at myself two years ago and I was too shy for karaoke. On Labeling Yourself I used to be very shy, actually. Sometimes I still can be,

Houses at Murnau by Vasily Kadinsky I met Charles on a street in Charlotte Amalie about a week after I arrived in the Virgin Islands with two hundred dollars and no plan. He was Haitian, a contractor, and by the end of the conversation he had pointed me to a structure behind his house. Eight feet by ten, pieced together from boards that had never seen a lumberyard. “You stay there,” he said. “We work first. We figure the rent later.” The next morning he took me to the dump. T

hello beautiful angels, princes, and people of the Hot Literati Digital and irl universe I guess the thing that i'm trying to get at at this point in my life is that life is a marathon, or like trying to walk on water and that you can't look down, or else you fall and settle for a path that isn't yours. When I used to lie next to my ex on the precipice of our breakup during my stretch as a twenty-one year old tradwife, i used to hear this voice in my head that said "i won't b

hello beautiful angels of the Hot Literati Universe. I hope that you are happy and also having a nice time. I'm drinking my first cup of coffee. It is 9:30. I went to the gym and ran three miles. A familiar face came up to me at the gym and told me that I'd gained weight so he didn't recognize me. He was one of the old(er) people I know just from walking around and being chatty. A year ago, hearing that would have devastated me, but I feel really happy with where I'm at and m

hello party girls and beautiful angels of the Hot Literati Universe A few weeks ago I was buying some Japanese Sweet Potatoes from Whole Foods. I was really in my head that day, wrapping up a five mile run to think before heading back to my apartment to WORK. I looked forward and a little down on the platform, just ruminating ruminating ruminating with my eyes until a clean cut gentleman caught my eye. I looked up and he looked up at me and that's when I realized that we knew

An English and Econ major who doesn't run (nor particularly enjoy it) walks into a running book club. Except I'm the one who started it. I'm Julie, a senior at the University of Oregon, graduating this spring, with an enormously complicated relationship with running that angles itself, at its most generous, toward mild unwillingness. Four years in Eugene will do imperceptible things to you. You'll acquire Carhartt jackets in nut brown. Buy astronomically priced hiking boots t

hello cuties angels and lovers I spent most of today flyering for Hot Literati. It's more fun and potentially more effective than paying meta to show Hot Literati to people who it thinks might like it. I printed out a bunch of these flyers at UPS before walking to the lovely people of Laams to borrow some scissors. I went to Wolfnights, to order my hyperfixation wrap before going to my favorite social club for a glass of water. I sat down and started chatting with one of my f