TTH Vol. 5: Ferries & Bikes & Spam
After last week’s delirium-fueled post, my body decided to break down on me. Which was fair. I mean, I WAS overexerting myself. Karen Overexerting Bolipata is actually my full name.
TTH Vol. 4: How ‘Bout That Game
Happy Monday. First things first, WOW. What a game. What a big, big game. Like, when the ball went WOOSH. And that guy went POW. And the thing did the thing with the thing. And those commercials! They were there! And that halftime show! What a half. What a show. What do you mean clearly…
The Work-Work Balance
Every writer’s dream (and yes, I’m talking absolutes here because this is the one absolute that’s universally true, and anyone who disagrees is a fucking liar) is to write whatever they want, when they want, wherever they want.
TTH Vol. 3: Letting It Go & Other Obvious Thoughts
Before we get to our third (!) consecutive (!!) weekly recap, I just wanted to take this moment to celebrate the fact that I finally got around to cleaning the apartment this weekend. Like, vacuumed and Swiffed and Windexed and everything. You can’t see me but I’m bowing.
TTH Vol. 2: Todgers & Tobacco
It’s the second week of recaps, and I’m still going strong. Slow clap slow clap slow clap. This week we’ll discuss return to office, the resurgence of a weird Covid side effect, and how I changed the title of this recap. Ohhhhhh suhnaaaaaaaapppppppp.
Things That Happened Vol. 1: The First Recap
I thought I’d kick 2023 off with a weekly (or at least semi-regular because I can’t commit) recap.
Hiiiii. It’s time for a life update. Where to even begin? I’ll start with an easy one.
I got a studio
There’s the you you tell yourself you are. Then there’s the you that’s just, well, you. And the me that’s me wanted a writing studio. So, she got one.
Note from 2022 Karen: The post that went out this morning was written 10 years ago and languished in my drafts. Until now. Because I’d scheduled it to post 10 years into the future as I was workshopping it, then forgot about it entirely and posted a different one. I’m leaving it up anyway because…
Note from 2022 Karen: This post was written 10 years ago and languished in my drafts. Until now. Because I’d scheduled it to post 10 years into the future as I was workshopping it, then forgot about it entirely and posted a different one. I’m leaving it up here anyway because fuck, it already went…