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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

Or, How to Clean Up Your Life Every since I was a little girl, I have been a hoarder of memories. I've always treated my life like a really good meal that you want to savor. Saving the best part for last and being upset when it's all gone. Actually, always isn't a fair word. It's beautiful, but it's never true. Last Friday, I had the honor of giving a talk at Sarah Lawrence. We sat in the Graduate building as I read them a letter a boy wrote to me at seventeen that I read whe

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

And some thoughts on the World Wide Web Today I received my first real literary rejection, which was an email that said "I'll pass on this." I've had a very unconventional, internet forward career as a writer so far, but I'm currently shopping around a memoir titled The American Princess Diet , about some very particular instances in my life through the lens of food, media, sex, and God. I never expected to make any money from writing, which is one of the ways I stumbled into

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

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Get out of your head to be Hotter Good morning cuties, angels, and lovers. I hope that you all had a wonderful valentines day! I myself had a great one, I feel happy, well-fed, and relaxed. There's something in the "How to be Hotter Guide" that I've been thinking about a lot about self-censoring. There's a part of your brain that will self-monitor you and can lead to overthinking instead of just being present and acting. I think practicing the art of presence and embodiment i

hello beautiful people of Hot Literati. Last summer, or maybe the summer before, a friend of mine asked how I can "feel hot," and make that a central part of Hot Literati's brand. It's funny because even after winning a big beauty pageant at seventeen, I never really felt pretty. It's a big through-line in my life that I'm processing in the book I'm writing right now, but I've taken a lot of steps to define what "Hot" is in the Hot Literati Universe and in my own mind over th

Ballet, Computer Science, and Journaling hello hello good people of Hot Literati I hope you've all had a wonderful weekend. I've been so busy with work and other things, but a recent highlight is that I went to the ballet. I hadn't been in about four years and as I've written about a lot, I did ballet very seriously for fifteen years. My school practiced the Cecchetti method, which I'd love to learn more about the history of now, but as a kid, I remember being so jealous of t

Or, on interdisciplinary thinking. I'm writing from my kitchen table, which has historically been one of my favorite places to write. There's cello music in the background, and I'm about to hit my 3 pm slump. When I was younger, even in some of my early popular writing, I think I lobbed around critiques of industrialization without really understanding what industrialization is. Now that I've gotten older, I can sort of look back and laugh at myself and understand that "the d

hello cuties angels lovers and other hot literarians Today, I am on my third cup of coffee in my hot literati mug and I'm sitting in my new reading chair, typing into an old fashioned blog. I've very passionate about an old fashioned blog. I've had one since I was fourteen, even though I've developed or "reverted to draft" most of the pieces. My writing used to be disgustingly flowery because I was obsessed with Fitzgerald and Nabokov. Now, I still love both of them, but I've

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the sacred heart represents Jesus Christs' divine love for humanity Today, after going to the cobbler, I stopped in to see my New York grandpa. We always talk about the weather, food, and our love lives. He knew that my most recent relationship wouldn't work out and we meditated on how "people aren't the same anymore, men don't come up to women and say 'hello, I think you're beautiful, i'd like to take you on a date' and women get scared when they do" and when you talk to som

& Boston. America, I.R.L. Intro Hello. I am back.  I needed to hide from the internet for a little bit. I did this performance art piece...

Today I did karaoke. I used to be terrified to sing in front of people and I still sort of was until last year, when my friend Blake...

It is never too late to wake up and change your mind about who you are, or even who you can be. Jon Mesa is the case and point example of...