Dancing in September
Or Not -- Our Monthly Wrap-Up!
Karyn has managed to give herself food poisoning again and Jen is on deadline. While neither of these are entirely valid excuses for wrapping up last month a full week into October, they are true, so here we are. We are all anxious to see the Souptember results and want to take your temperature on the notion of Crocktober. (Same deal, only with crockpot cooking.) Or do you want to get your Thanksgiving side dish on point and do that next? Let us know!
And with that, we’re off to the recaps!
WHAT WE’RE READING
Jen: My bad reading spell has been broken! (John Bolton, we in a fight.) I absolutely inhaled Taylor Jenkins Reid’s Atmosphere, ugly crying at the end. Next up was Dan Brown’s Secret of Secrets. This one wasn’t my absolute favorite Dan Brown, but it didn’t need to be. With all the elements that I love—the exploration of a foreign city that makes me feel like I’m right there, concepts that meld science with theology, exciting twists, time spent with a favorite character, etc.—I was wholly satisfied. (The city of Prague owes their pending surge in tourism to him, FYI.)
I also ready Careless People by Sarah Winn-Williams. My God, does this woman have a set of stones on her to detail all the fuckery at Facebook, particularly as it relates to their involvement in shaping elections around the world. (Everyone who you suspect is trash? Is TRASH.) I would very much like to delete all my Meta-owned accounts now, but then what am I going to do, write letters? Make—ugh—calls? However, I am limiting my social media time now, so that’s something. I just started John Grisham’s The Guardians, and I’m into it, as it’s more about the crime than the punishment. (Courtroom books/shows are not my jam.) More than a decade ago, one of his books changed my mind on the death penalty. When an author challenges your deep-seated beliefs through storytelling, they’ve done their job.
Karyn: My reading streak has officially been broken, and I’m blaming Taylor Jenkins Reid becayse when I finished Atmosphere, it was so good that I had to take a few days to recover before diving into anything else. Well, those “few days” turned into weeks, and the only other book I’ve consumed since then is Charlie Sheen’s memoir, The Book of Sheen, on audio. It goes a little deeper than the Netflix documentary (which, by the way, is so good) but unless you’re a diehard fan, I’d stick with the doc.
WHAT WE’RE WATCHING
