things i want to read next year:
i want to die but i want to eat tteokbokki by baek sehee
i’m glad my mom died by jannette mccurdy
heaven by mieko kawakami
all the lovers in the night by mieko kawakami
11.22.63 by stephen king
in the miso soup by ryu murakami
blueberries by ellena savage
last night at the telegraph club by malinda lo
the great gatsby by f. scott fitzgerald
my year of rest and relaxation by ottessa mosfegh
the unabridged journals of sylvia plath
TERRY PRATCHETT omg
crying in the bathroom: a memoir by erika l. sanchez
macbeth by william shakespeare
the lesbiana’s guide to catholic school by sonora reyes
babel, or the neccesity of violence: an arcane history of the oxford translators' revolution by r. f. kuang
the unbereable lightness of being by milan kundera
everyone in this room will someday be dead by emily r. austin
all this could be different by sarah thankam matthews
the death of ivan ilyich by leo tolstoj
things i want to REREAD:
catcher in the rye by j.d. sallinger
the secret history by donna tartt
no longer human by osamu dazai
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Reading RoW in one night is actually crazy but also. Hi how did you do that. Do you have any marathon reading tips?
yah firstly to preface: i dont think anyone should be reading rhythm in one night. i needed to for Reasons but besides those there's really no need to do this. also i know ive been saying it was one night but in the spirit of full transparency, i committed a little wage theft and read the first part (pretty much everything that had already been preview released) while still on the clock....last min circumstances (someone got covid) meant i was able to work from home the week it dropped and again. i dont think i could have done this if i had to commute the next morning. in general i am a fast reader and ive done these before but 1200 pgs was still. daunting.
ok so 1) you need good and consistent light. your eyes will be strained enough, dont make things harder for them. 2) a source of caffeine you can drink quickly that wont hurt you later. i drank a lot of very very very cold diet coke cause if i had tried to do it with my beloved filter coffee i would have been physically ill. 3) focus. like in general. i had noise cancelling headphones without playing music until everyone i lived with was asleep and that got me through. 4) you need to trick yourself into caring so so so so so much about what is happening that you force whatever you are reading into becoming a page turner. i could not have read 1200 pages in 8 hours of just anything, but kaladin is my friend and i wanted to see him so.....yeah. if you're last min cramming for school or something this is harder but fr if you straight up psychologically trick urself into caring thats better than caffeine
im actually kinda interested in reading rhythm in smaller doses....i was thinking of doing a big november reread where i would follow that drinking game tor published but like. a couple of chapters a week or smth......idk, for the sake of my liver and the fact that its literally mistborn release month and im ignoring the franchise
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Things Songbird is up to this month (oh goodness):
moving (again!) three times in the next three months, from house to new house to student res
VBS planning (SO MANY REPTILE CRAFTS YOU GUYS)
Shakespeare (online classes my beloathed)
doing Communication Stuff with a huge number of people
designing save-the-dates, placards, and wedding invitations for my Elinor (the first time I've done this sort of thing. We are also on a tight deadline and I am trying hard to figure out how on earth I can design save-the-dates AND wedding invitations for the first ceremony within the next two weeks while also packing my things and getting ready for VBS)
helping prepare for the wedding (the ceremony on this side of the world is in TWO WEEKS Y'ALL)
finding a DRESS for the wedding??? (the Most stress inducing thing on this list aside from VBS and moving, methinks)
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Since I'm missing being on my college min worship team right now, here's another funny story. Let me tell you about my friend, let's call her Portia.
So my college min is/was pretty small. Like, 25 people on a good night. So our whole worship band was was this guy I'll call John on the acoustic guitar, by dear friend Portia on the drums, and me singing. Worship rehearsal mostly consisted of John (who was in charge) trying to make sure we all knew what we were doing while Portia did her absolute best to try and make me laugh. I did my best to ignore her, since goofing off during a music rehearsal isn't really in my nature, but I'll admit that I failed more often than not. I've always giggled really easily.
Portia's antics involved everything from imitating a cello or organ line for some of the classic hymns and throwing in various "sing it church" and "this is what we believe" ad libs during the more contemporary ones to singing along in the deepest croaky bass she could manage to straight up poking me with her drumstick from time to time. She also really liked to mess around with the lyrics to the songs.
One week, we were singing "I Surrender All." If you don't know, there's a verse that goes like this:
All to Jesus I surrender,
Humbly at his feet I bow,
Worldly pleasures all forsaken,
Take me, Jesus, take me now.
It's sung very solemnly and sedately. Portia found this hilarious. By and large this isn't a song about death or the second coming, so why is this line here? "Why is it phrased like that?" Portia wanted to know. "Why, midway through this good little Reformed hymn, does this one line suddenly sound like what a fire and brimstone Southern Baptist says when he's about to do something reckless?"
She started messing around and put that verse together with "I'll Fly Away" in sort of a medley singing those lines in this really dark, sort of RP, almost chant-like sort of voice, then switching abruptly to "I'll Fly Away" in her best Southern Baptist voice.
Perfect posture, hands together in a prayer gesture: "Worldly pleasures... ahhhhl for-sah-ken... 🙏 Tehhhk me Jee-sahhs... Tehk me nowww" 🙏
Abruptly starts jumping up and clapping her hands: "Iiiiiiii'll fly away! Oh glory! 👏 Iiiii'll fly away! 👏 (IN THE MORNING) When! I! Die! 👏 Hallelujah!! By and by! 👏 Iiiii'll fly awayyyyy!!! 👏 👏
I'm really not doing the bit justice, it was hilarious. I was laughing uproariously. Even John, who was usually Above Such Things, seemed to be entertained.
So we pull ourselves together, finish rehearsal, and then later on the actual Large Group gathering arrives. "I Surrender All" is like third on the setlist. We sing two perfectly normal hymns ahead of it.
We sing the first verse and chorus of "I Surrender All," and then we get to The Verse. And you guys. I completely lost it.
At first, at the beginning of the verse, it was just a little giggle that could have maybe been ignored, but by the time I got to "Take me Jesus, take me now," I was doubled over laughing, completely unable to sing, red in the face and gasping for air. Next to me, both Portia and John were completely stoic.
And then Portia pokes me with her drumstick.
Now, none of us had ever been disruptive like this during Actual Large Group before, but I guess Portia figured that the situation was already out of control and she might as well make it worse. So yeah, she poked me, and I whipped around still laughing and fell on the floor.
I got up, still laughing, and through my laughter and, by this point, tears, tried to apologize into the microphone.
"I'm... 🤣😂🤣 so sorry.... 🤣🤣 at... 😂😂🤣🤣 rehearsal..." I managed to get out.
"Do you need a minute?" asked our campus minister.
Portia leaned forward over her drum. "Sorry Luke. It was my fault."
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