Tag: NEW YORK
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Home Is The Place I Live
Anywhere else, putting frames on the wall is ordinary. In New York, it’s a statement.
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Micro-no-wayyy
I, Writer Of No Import With Things To Say, think it’s high time I share my benchmarks for success.
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Play Like It’s Your Job Because It Is.
When you’re stuck between whether you should generalize or specialize, just ask Andy Warhol. He’ll know what to do.
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The Conversations I Never Have
‘Twas the season indeed. There was tinsel. Presents. The ability to listen to *NSYNC’s Christmas album—arguably their best and most amazing work, ever (I mean, who could forget JC’s “O Holy Night”? Lance’s super deep and perfect “YOU” when he sang “The only gift I wanted was you”? And the sexual undertones and overtones of…