Jacqueline Howell
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Jacqueline Howell
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Writer, essayist on culture, alt music & film.
Disarm Magazine, books: Apple of my Eye, We are all Fixed Stars (2025) & developing our mag into a video essay project. Canadian.
I've got some rearranging to do in my life:
January 30, 2025 at 8:20 PM
Dumpster diving for crowns is not the way. Mantra for 2025.
January 1, 2025 at 5:08 AM
Happy New Year!
January 1, 2025 at 5:05 AM
The Garrison: Self-portrait.
December 16, 2024 at 2:22 AM
"Just because I'm in public doesn't mean I want to socialize." Happy Blow Up 30!!!!!
December 15, 2024 at 3:48 AM
Meet my cat-dog doing her best Nadia Comenici impression:
Yes, the Christmas Tree and candle display gets shifted for her 20 minutes at a stretch window time.
December 11, 2024 at 5:06 AM
I've finally found my people. Wonderful.
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Written with humour in full "Andy Rooney" (or even Norm MacDonald as Andy Rooney) mode, the offence of that song 4x in a few hours was accompanied then by a haunting family estrangement I didn't talk about.
December 6, 2024 at 2:13 PM
Old & young should see Ted Danson's new Netflix series A Man on the Inside. Though I've never thought of Danson as old, the themes around aging, attachment, loneliness, purpose, loss & life are classic TV viewing, funny, poignant & heartwarming.
This & Only Murders giving comedy gods their due.
December 6, 2024 at 1:31 PM
Future facing:
December 3, 2024 at 2:54 PM
Playing Yacht Rock for my dog as usual to mellow her the fk out, and heard Jackson Browne's Running on Empty & I Lost It. I realized it is one of my, if not my favourite song my youth. I had my mom's old 45 single. I used to think it was just a groove but today, in my late 2024, it's hitting deep:
December 1, 2024 at 4:16 AM
The deep honesty & reckoning in Alone speaks to young hearts who feel old (as I did) and those of us middle aged or older who know what it is to really feel old, to have lost irreplaceable loved ones, to have failed, to have lost the grip on time. In peak Cure fashion, it's bare but also empathetic.
November 28, 2024 at 1:28 PM
I've been listening, and listening, and listening to the new Cure album and it mostly stills me to wordless awe. The opening song, Alone, is so achingly beautiful sonically & lyrically/poetically.
The music calls us back to almost secret sounds of old b-sides like Breathe, the words timely & mature
November 28, 2024 at 1:21 PM
Heard an insight recently that was revelatory: understand our buying decisions of clothes & items we never use as fantasies of another me/life, accept & let go.
The thrift shop is full of imposing china platters, fondue sets, sexy boots, self help books, half-done cross-stitch. All feel like me.
November 25, 2024 at 8:53 PM