Kristin Russell
@kristinrussell.bsky.social
Writer, reader, mom, author of A Sky
for Us Alone
kristinrussell.substack.com
for Us Alone
kristinrussell.substack.com
Had so much fun with @porchtn (Nashville’s nonprofit writing org), at their annual Heatbreaker’s Happy Hour. Great readings and wonderful people.
February 3, 2025 at 3:07 AM
Had so much fun with @porchtn (Nashville’s nonprofit writing org), at their annual Heatbreaker’s Happy Hour. Great readings and wonderful people.
One of the things I love most about being Gen X is that we believe in the power of Grassroots movements, and the magic of community in supporting the arts. We need to flex these muscles again, now more than ever.
#grassroots
#grassroots
February 1, 2025 at 2:18 PM
One of the things I love most about being Gen X is that we believe in the power of Grassroots movements, and the magic of community in supporting the arts. We need to flex these muscles again, now more than ever.
#grassroots
#grassroots
I’m an introvert, but now have a strong need to connect with likeminded people in meaningful ways. It takes extra energy to step out of my comfort zone, but it’s so rewarding. Maybe I’m not alone in this, and many of us will choose to build more community, helping each other through the chaos.
January 31, 2025 at 2:23 PM
I’m an introvert, but now have a strong need to connect with likeminded people in meaningful ways. It takes extra energy to step out of my comfort zone, but it’s so rewarding. Maybe I’m not alone in this, and many of us will choose to build more community, helping each other through the chaos.
They all have to be on the heated blanket.
January 28, 2025 at 1:57 AM
They all have to be on the heated blanket.
Hope you have a great day and remember: don’t get lost in the comment sections. Click your heels and repeat as needed—“there’s no place like sanity”.
January 27, 2025 at 1:35 PM
Hope you have a great day and remember: don’t get lost in the comment sections. Click your heels and repeat as needed—“there’s no place like sanity”.
I drove behind this person for a long time today, and really feel we should be friends, based on their bumper stickers:
-I’m doing my best
-resist, persist, repeat
-I will not tolerate your bullshit, but I wish you peace
-We’re gonna be okay, buddy
If you know them, tell them they have a fan.
-I’m doing my best
-resist, persist, repeat
-I will not tolerate your bullshit, but I wish you peace
-We’re gonna be okay, buddy
If you know them, tell them they have a fan.
January 26, 2025 at 7:51 PM
I drove behind this person for a long time today, and really feel we should be friends, based on their bumper stickers:
-I’m doing my best
-resist, persist, repeat
-I will not tolerate your bullshit, but I wish you peace
-We’re gonna be okay, buddy
If you know them, tell them they have a fan.
-I’m doing my best
-resist, persist, repeat
-I will not tolerate your bullshit, but I wish you peace
-We’re gonna be okay, buddy
If you know them, tell them they have a fan.
I couldn’t gamble his life against a rumor. What if I brushed it off only to find it was true? This made me think of all the what-ifs haunting every victim’s family.
New Substack, link in bio
New Substack, link in bio
January 25, 2025 at 11:00 PM
I couldn’t gamble his life against a rumor. What if I brushed it off only to find it was true? This made me think of all the what-ifs haunting every victim’s family.
New Substack, link in bio
New Substack, link in bio
Recently finished reading Sarah Braunstein’s Bad Animals (loved), and am now into Chelsea Bieker’s Madwoman. Guess I’ve arrived at my unhinged female protagonist era. Perfect timing.
January 24, 2025 at 1:11 PM
Recently finished reading Sarah Braunstein’s Bad Animals (loved), and am now into Chelsea Bieker’s Madwoman. Guess I’ve arrived at my unhinged female protagonist era. Perfect timing.
I found a local bookseller who has my weird reading tastes, but knows about all the good shit way before I do and I feel like I won the lottery.
January 22, 2025 at 12:27 PM
I found a local bookseller who has my weird reading tastes, but knows about all the good shit way before I do and I feel like I won the lottery.
For the past week, our neighbor’s middle school daughter has been going outside in the mornings and evenings, alternatively yelling and singing at the top of her lungs. She seems to really enjoy it, and I’m cheering her on from inside my house because we should all practice this kind of release.
January 18, 2025 at 5:52 PM
For the past week, our neighbor’s middle school daughter has been going outside in the mornings and evenings, alternatively yelling and singing at the top of her lungs. She seems to really enjoy it, and I’m cheering her on from inside my house because we should all practice this kind of release.
New desk + new writing space = new hideout.
January 17, 2025 at 8:55 PM
New desk + new writing space = new hideout.
Margot and Clover in the snow! They prefer breakfast.
January 10, 2025 at 2:05 PM
Margot and Clover in the snow! They prefer breakfast.
We’re supposed to get 5-8 inches of snow in Nashville, while the fires continue to rage in LA. Thinking of so many unhoused people and animals braving these extremities snaps me out of my sometimes self-focused narrative. Mercy. Gratitude. Compassion.
January 9, 2025 at 2:21 PM
We’re supposed to get 5-8 inches of snow in Nashville, while the fires continue to rage in LA. Thinking of so many unhoused people and animals braving these extremities snaps me out of my sometimes self-focused narrative. Mercy. Gratitude. Compassion.
Timothy Chalamet’s performance as Dylan far exceeded my expectations in A Complete Unknown. Can’t wait to watch it again.
December 27, 2024 at 2:21 PM
Timothy Chalamet’s performance as Dylan far exceeded my expectations in A Complete Unknown. Can’t wait to watch it again.
Left my house as the sun was coming up to beat the lines at our best local bakery downtown. The lack of traffic and speed in Nashville reminded me of the old days when I was a kid; like I was returning to my slower hometown. Nostalgia is a trippy time machine on holiday highways, friends.
kid.like
December 24, 2024 at 1:40 PM
Left my house as the sun was coming up to beat the lines at our best local bakery downtown. The lack of traffic and speed in Nashville reminded me of the old days when I was a kid; like I was returning to my slower hometown. Nostalgia is a trippy time machine on holiday highways, friends.
One of my dogs is eating my book markers. I don’t know which one, because they’re ashamed to do it when I’m around. I find little scraps on the floor, and my reading spot in a book empty and bare. It’s like binge book marker eating. I guess they’re jealous of my reading time.
December 20, 2024 at 1:40 PM
One of my dogs is eating my book markers. I don’t know which one, because they’re ashamed to do it when I’m around. I find little scraps on the floor, and my reading spot in a book empty and bare. It’s like binge book marker eating. I guess they’re jealous of my reading time.
Colm Toibin’s follow-up to his novel, Brooklyn is immersive. Annnnd, Jessie Buckley, one of my favorite actors narrates the audiobook.
December 19, 2024 at 8:06 PM
Colm Toibin’s follow-up to his novel, Brooklyn is immersive. Annnnd, Jessie Buckley, one of my favorite actors narrates the audiobook.
I was a little afraid this would be a bro movie, but it’s the direct opposite. Loved it. ⭐️
December 17, 2024 at 1:23 AM
I was a little afraid this would be a bro movie, but it’s the direct opposite. Loved it. ⭐️
podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/o... This episode of Other People with author, Karl Ove Knausgaard is incredibly inspiring. (note it’s from 9/17/2023)
865. Karl Ove Knausgaard
Podcast Episode · Otherppl with Brad Listi · 09/17/2023 · 1h 24m
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December 16, 2024 at 3:48 PM
podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/o... This episode of Other People with author, Karl Ove Knausgaard is incredibly inspiring. (note it’s from 9/17/2023)
While my fifteen-year old was driving my car today, Neil Young’s “Harvest Moon” came on the radio. My kid got super excited, said he knows every word, and started singing along, such a surprising delight. Turns out, it’s his “song” with his girlfriend. The tenderness of the moment made me teary.
December 15, 2024 at 9:02 PM
While my fifteen-year old was driving my car today, Neil Young’s “Harvest Moon” came on the radio. My kid got super excited, said he knows every word, and started singing along, such a surprising delight. Turns out, it’s his “song” with his girlfriend. The tenderness of the moment made me teary.
My latest newsletter about honoring all of our creative parts and endeavors. Link in bio.
December 15, 2024 at 2:04 PM
My latest newsletter about honoring all of our creative parts and endeavors. Link in bio.
“How did all that revolutionary talk of the seventies land us in a place where being female means playing dumb and looking good? Even worse on your tombstone than "dutiful daughter" is "looking good"; everyone used to know that. But we're lost in a world of appearances now.”
~Claire Messud
~Claire Messud
December 14, 2024 at 1:31 PM
“How did all that revolutionary talk of the seventies land us in a place where being female means playing dumb and looking good? Even worse on your tombstone than "dutiful daughter" is "looking good"; everyone used to know that. But we're lost in a world of appearances now.”
~Claire Messud
~Claire Messud
“Perhaps it was dangerous to love as a dog loves. To love with canine devotion was to live in a state of miserable devotion. To exist on a knife-thin edge of joy.”
~Loise Erdrich, The Mighty Red
~Loise Erdrich, The Mighty Red
December 12, 2024 at 3:57 PM
“Perhaps it was dangerous to love as a dog loves. To love with canine devotion was to live in a state of miserable devotion. To exist on a knife-thin edge of joy.”
~Loise Erdrich, The Mighty Red
~Loise Erdrich, The Mighty Red
After misdirecting my eye makeup this morning, I remembered how much time I spent in junior high trying to perfect the Wet and Wild blue eyeliner. Oh, and that awful pastel pink lip gloss. We don’t talk about the bangs.
December 11, 2024 at 4:08 PM
After misdirecting my eye makeup this morning, I remembered how much time I spent in junior high trying to perfect the Wet and Wild blue eyeliner. Oh, and that awful pastel pink lip gloss. We don’t talk about the bangs.
Never ceases to amaze me how drastically my perspective changes after an hour of exercise. Our brain chemicals shape everything.
December 10, 2024 at 2:38 PM
Never ceases to amaze me how drastically my perspective changes after an hour of exercise. Our brain chemicals shape everything.