to read or to watch bravo?

i watch the real housewives of everything but recently got a little disenchanted when every single vignette showcased the ladies doing things to impress their mayn. like carlton constructing a sex stage in her basement, or yolanda gifting grammy award winning musician david foster a book of artful nudes, both of which i guess are totally fine things to do, but, when presented back to back, just made me question what the hell i was watching. and then made me think about something nell freudenberger said at a fiction workshop at the 92nd street y, which is that her editor at the new yorker urged her to write fiction just as compelling and juicy as the sopranos, because that’s what she’s competing against for readers’ attention. which then made me think about other ways to be entertained, and spurred this list of everything i want to read in the next few months, in no particular order.

after watching vanderpump rules to admire stassi, i started yiyun li’s kinder than solitude. i highlighted ignobleness, to remind myself to look it up, and this passage: “like a river taking a detour, time that had passed elsewhere had left the apartment and its occupants behind, their lives and deaths fossils of an inconsequential past.”

coen brothers on writing

TERRY GROSS: so since you’re writing a movie together now, can i ask you a little bit about what the writing process is when you write a movie together? do you write in the same room together? do you share ideas after you’ve written separately?

COEN 1: it’s mostly napping.

COEN 2: we go to the office. you know, we’re there. we’re in a room together. we take naps. but, you know, the important thing, we’re there at the office should we be inspired to actually write something.

from their fresh air interview.

march happy things









  • new timpa bra: unlined, range of colors and kinda sexy low-cut!
  • revlon nail enamel in flirt
  • everyone in my social media sphere (msms) has gotten through the last gasp of winter on vegan nut bread and wellness shots. muffulettas and sara foster’s spicy sausage and rigatoni (not pictured) are other options.
  • not sure if this a happy thing, exactly, but claire messud’s new book the woman upstairs (out in april) was provoking and unsettling in a pretty unforgettable way.
  • oh, and i loved amour. not at all as earth-shatteringly sad as they say, and not as unflinchingly haneke as funny games. learn to pronounce haneke here, like i did.

good reads new/old

read an early copy of meg wolitzer‘s latest, THE INTERESTINGS, out in april. lots to love about it. 1. some of it takes place at a summer arts camp in ’70s new england. 2. some of it takes place in wealthy new york city of the ’80s and ’90s. 3. has a lifelong love story, of sorts. 4. deals with issues of talent, potential and class. ie addresses everything i care about in this world.

am a solid nine years tardy to the party on adrian nicole leblanc‘s RANDOM FAMILY, out in…2004. which deals with oh, absolutely everything (sex, drugs, class, place, race, prison, food, children, boyfriends, clothes, justice system) in crisp, neutral prose that still manages to be absolutely captivating.