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

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

Their Eyes Were Watching God and Sarah Lawrence Good morning cuties, angels, and lovers. I am drinking "cowboy coffee," which is when you have one cup of grounds and hot water and let the grounds float to the bottom. I think cowboy coffee is a nice reminder that things can actually be really simple. On Friday, I gave a reading at Sarah Lawrence and answered a lot of questions about Hot Literati. They were wonderful hosts and I had an amazing time. This week we're starting boo

Happy Friday Beautiful people! I am extremely caffeinated and sitting in a beam of sunshine in a new apartment. Moving is a humble exercise, especially in a pre-war buidling. My hamstrings are sore. Last night, I attended a Substack event at The Back Room on the Lower East Side. The first time I went to the back room I was 22 or 23. They have a 25 and up door and I talked my way inside to wait for my date. We roamed around and after on a cool summer night and said goodbye. He

hello hello I'm reading my Bible and packing up my apartment for a big move. To where? That's not a secret I'll never tell :o I own one pair of jeans Leaving this space has me reminiscing on what it was like to move in. In my early 20s I made up for what I lacked in experience with audacity. The bed frame for example, was put together by a very kind Italian man as our first and last date. The mount that held the TV to the wall was a gift from an Australian man who I kept runn

What to do When it Won't Stop Snowing Hello hello. It is the afternoon of New York's second big snow storm this year. What I did not stock up in in groceries, I have happily countered with books. This is the sort of weather that makes you grateful for remote work, even if it is a little lonely. The sort of weather that makes a hot cup of coffee especially delightful and makes peeking outside an act of awe. I'm sort of like a child in the sense that I love being outside and I

and other news Hello and good evening. I am still addicted to the sunset. I feel like I'm perpetually in search of an iced coffee I've...

Creating respect for girlhoold & notes from book club.