Year: 2010

  • 1 Oct. 1990

    So I found this stack of letters I never sent from twenty years ago that appear to chronicle a month-long, rather one-sided relationship I had with a boy who may or may not have ever known that I thought I was in love with him. This would be a good segue to explain why I…

  • no great genius

    I just found an Internet review of my first novel, Why Girls Are Weird, that may be my favorite blurb of all time: “it’s a simply written book of no great genius, but i lost count how many times i was laughing out loud. very entertaining.” My work here is done!

  • Oh, and also:

    For you Facebook people, I’ve got a page for writing updates and such. It’s called a fan page, but that makes me feel like we’re on the back pages of Tiger Beat. …which I’m cool with as long as we’re all at the same slumber party.

  • car alarm.

    So, the other day I was driving down the street thinking to myself, “I don’t normally drive on this street at this hour.” This causes me to do that thing where I think about quantum physics and parallel universes, how right now in theory there’s a me driving down Hillhurst, but there’s still a me…

  • for the weekend…

    Jamie S. Rich, Joelle Jones: You Have Killed Me Jamie S. Rich, Joelle Jones: Twelve Reasons Why I Love Her Jesse Ball: Samedi the Deafness

  • latest reads…

    Margaret Atwood: Bodily Harm Chuck Klosterman: Eating the Dinosaur Alain de Botton: The Romantic Movement: Sex, Shopping and the Novel Kazuo Ishiguro: Never Let Me Go

  • xbox 365.

    I haven’t had a gaming system in my home for years. This has been intentional. I know myself enough to know that as soon as there’s a controller on my coffee table, all of my time will just disappear. But now there’s an Xbox in the house. XBOX? xBox? I don’t care. I don’t have…