Still reading this one, but already loving how poetic science can be. In a weird way, it talks about some of the same themes that Her Body And Other Parties does.
I love this one so much I've been rereading it. I'm forced me to grapple with the absurdity of what it feels like to move through the world as myself, and it resonates in a way that can only be felt. The way form and structure are twisted delights me over and over again. It makes me feel like I'm losing my mind in the best way. We live in an illogical world and trying to make sense of it is what makes us crazy.
I feel like Dana is my friend and I got to hear her funny, honest, deeply personal story.
I haven't fallen into a story so quick in a while: electrifying, enrapturing, thought-provoking, heavy-handed revenge porn.
I listen to the podcast so it was an easy, funny, approximation of that.
This story makes my whole chest hurt.
I like this book so much that I have trouble getting through it. Every sentence feels like a whole universe that I want to soak up and live in. I think a lot about how the stories we tell shape our lives and Rebecca Solnit says it more beautifully than I ever could.
I read a bunch of Vonnegut a few years ago when I had a long commute into Brooklyn, and somehow missed this one. His books are always easy for me to pick up when I'm not in the mood to read anything else.
This is a weird book. I think it's in a good way. I read it in an hour.
I should have read this years ago, but I'm glad I finally did.
This is one of my favorite books I've read in a really long time.