In the last few years, maybe around the writing of my own book, I've developed the yips when it comes to finishing things. Even books I love. I just feel the page stack getting thinner in my right hand and then something comes over me and I start something else and another one gets added to this growing pile next to my bed, 60-80 percent creased. But there's something comforting about them all sitting there (and more on my ebook apps), because I really do feel like I'll get to them, and in the meantime, I can sample more widely while still scrolling on my phone for seven hours a day. (The end of Rap Capital is good, though.)
Cut & paste & cut & paste hell yeah Pictured: collage I made yesterday while a local band of old men were living out their glory days playing the blues in the background
She is a self taught baker w the most whimsical cakes— I came across her tiktok when she was showing her collection of mustards. I’m a fan <3 Pictured here is her latest cake
