I grew up in a turkey bacon family and at age eleven my uncle CHANGED MY LIFE by cooking me “pig bacon” for the first time ever! I had no idea it came from pigs!

Unequivocally. It’s heartbreaking, but also like not that hard to love trans kids no matter what and by love I mean give them the agency to describe and advocate for their experience instead of paternalizing it.

I FOUND ONE (week of 1/27/25) Just called my MOCs.

Patron Saint of Liars was Patchett’s debut novel and super fun to notice how her voice has developed over time. Inspiring from one writer to another. Grateful.

These were each excellent reads (ok, The Real Work was v meh), but The Women was the most important book I have ever read. I sobbed. I raged. I am changed.

100% co-sign.

It’s me, hi. Please add!