This time last year I went through a huge “English woman looking back at her mid-20s ” memoir phase. I don’t know how I got there but it definitely helped sooth the soul. Everything I Know About Love - Dolly Alderton
The Cost of Living - Deborah Levy
Arrangements in Blue - Amy Key
Turning - Jessica J. Lee
It’s popular for a reason! It’s a big mix of emotions that feel real and authentic bundled up with hilarious stories. Also love the britishness of it all and how many times she says shagging
I am not a stay-at-home mom secretly exploring sex work (Normal Women by Ainslie Horgarth), but I know a calling to motherhood and a fear of financial dependence. I am not an apparition stuck in time on the NYC subway after years of fighting for queer rights (One Last Stop by Casey Mcquinston), but I have felt adrift while searching for belonging. I am not manipulating a rich older man to live in his mansion and steal his pills (The Guest by Emma Cline), but I have been desperate and an unreliable narrator to myself. I should probably try to find a book about a man next I guess.
In fact they’re working against you, especially women of colour. 84% of Tinder users are men, Bumble’s earnings have gone down hugely since its IPO (thereby further increasing their need to make a profit off subscriptions), Hinge is hiding hot people behind a paywall. People are sick of getting lovebombed and ghosted. But we don’t need them—there’s more to life than apps—and people are beginning to seek connections in person again.
