hello cuties and beautiful angels of the Hot Literati Universe. I am in Kansas visiting my parents for a few days. Whenever I’m in New York and I tell someone that I’m from Kansas, their jaw sort of drops. At the door to clubs, I used to make jokes like clicking my heels and a few Halloween’s ago, I even dressed up at Dorothy for an eventful night at Knockdown. My heels were red and my feet bled, but I had a really good time. What’s a blister or two? Overall, I’m always happy

hello cuties, angels, and lovers. If you know me, then you know that I strongly believe that life is about walking around and saying hello to a lot of people. That being said, I am going to resume telling you about some of the places I went and the people I saw! Starting with Jean's. Jean's is an iteration of the "club-straunt." Classier than Tao, it's a restaurant on top with a club in the basement. I'd been hearing about Jean's for years, ever since Grub Street did a fun Ti

84. Little Deaths/Delights Hello beautiful people of the Hot Literati Digital Universe. I have taken up a mind to observe the Sabbath. My perceptions of the Sabbath are related to reading Little House on the Prairie as a child and identifying with the children's restlessness in the book. Now as an adult, I sort of like the idea of a day where you aren't allowed to work, or even think about work. So yesterday, I went to church, sitting in my little pew surrounded by couples an

In December, I had the honor of hanging at the office of a record label called Verve Records for a couple of hours. What I did to earn the honor? I have no idea, but hanging out is a skill that I didn’t develop until I stopped being addicted to my phone. And I like to think that I was invited because now, I'm very good at hanging out. That morning, I left my apartment on the Lower East Side of Manattan, walking down the stairs in black cowgirl boots I bought in London and a s

Happy Friday Beautiful people! I am extremely caffeinated and sitting in a beam of sunshine in a new apartment. Moving is a humble exercise, especially in a pre-war buidling. My hamstrings are sore. Last night, I attended a Substack event at The Back Room on the Lower East Side. The first time I went to the back room I was 22 or 23. They have a 25 and up door and I talked my way inside to wait for my date. We roamed around and after on a cool summer night and said goodbye. He

hello hello I'm reading my Bible and packing up my apartment for a big move. To where? That's not a secret I'll never tell :o I own one pair of jeans Leaving this space has me reminiscing on what it was like to move in. In my early 20s I made up for what I lacked in experience with audacity. The bed frame for example, was put together by a very kind Italian man as our first and last date. The mount that held the TV to the wall was a gift from an Australian man who I kept runn

And some thoughts on the World Wide Web Today I received my first real literary rejection, which was an email that said "I'll pass on this." I've had a very unconventional, internet forward career as a writer so far, but I'm currently shopping around a memoir titled The American Princess Diet , about some very particular instances in my life through the lens of food, media, sex, and God. I never expected to make any money from writing, which is one of the ways I stumbled into

Couch and footstool with bone carvings and glass inlays Roman, 1st–2nd century CE, the met site I was beginning to grasp a sense of community around the two-month mark of living in my new space. Something about the freezing over of November, caught in a dyad with a sun that sets before supper, gave way to a communal longing for human interaction. I found my community in the form of my local coffee shop, as many in the city do. My desire for connection turns me into a caffeine

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