when i tell you, "i'm turning eight this year," please know that i am whimpering for escape from this astrological threat of immortality. what if i really AM only 8 and going to live forever? in this hellscape? signed, the least whimsical leap year "baby" you'll ever meet (and the worst -- WORST -- is when someone quips lecherously, "omg you're only 8?! and you're in this bar? jailbait! har har har")
I’m glad to see another February hater in the wild! No one in my circle really gets it. They’re like “oh yeah, February drags, eh?” And I’m over here, trying to explain how the whole month has a personal vendetta against my whole existence as a physical being on this planet in a way that a constructed group of days should not have. Anyway. I see you. Thank you for sharing!
Perfect timing! I needed a new book and “Walking on the Ceiling” was available. I love her writing and hadn’t realized the extent of her catalogue. Also, feliz cumple!
Personally, I think that if the whole world (or at least those who are in the northern hemisphere) would just hibernate for most of January and/or February, then everyone would wake up feeling refreshed, like they haven't missed anything, and maybe, by being less cranky, there would be world peace. Maybe I would even shed a pound or two. I wouldn't want to miss my crocuses blooming though.
Happy birthday, Clara!!!! Thank you for being such a delight to read 💘
when i tell you, "i'm turning eight this year," please know that i am whimpering for escape from this astrological threat of immortality. what if i really AM only 8 and going to live forever? in this hellscape? signed, the least whimsical leap year "baby" you'll ever meet (and the worst -- WORST -- is when someone quips lecherously, "omg you're only 8?! and you're in this bar? jailbait! har har har")
I’m glad to see another February hater in the wild! No one in my circle really gets it. They’re like “oh yeah, February drags, eh?” And I’m over here, trying to explain how the whole month has a personal vendetta against my whole existence as a physical being on this planet in a way that a constructed group of days should not have. Anyway. I see you. Thank you for sharing!
Perfect timing! I needed a new book and “Walking on the Ceiling” was available. I love her writing and hadn’t realized the extent of her catalogue. Also, feliz cumple!
Personally, I think that if the whole world (or at least those who are in the northern hemisphere) would just hibernate for most of January and/or February, then everyone would wake up feeling refreshed, like they haven't missed anything, and maybe, by being less cranky, there would be world peace. Maybe I would even shed a pound or two. I wouldn't want to miss my crocuses blooming though.
Oh yes, Edith Wharton is so good and always feels delightfully contemporary! But now I feel guilty too, for never reading The Brothers Karamazov...