tried on my wedding dress last night, thinking maybe i’d wear it out to dinner, because it was never a fancy dress, just a dressy plain dress, and why not wear it once in a while? but guess what, it looked awful! like mostly too big but not exactly.
me: this doesn’t fit right anymore! it’s too big now! ross: i always thought it was too small. me: too small? what part of this is too small?
but he wasn’t exactly wrong. so now i’m looking over my wedding photos and like, damn it definitely never fit right? which is maybe what he was trying to say. anyway great, now it’s in the goodwill bag. THE END GOODBYE
i ordered american prometheus from interlibrary loan but i was smoking crack because it’s SO long and i’d never make it by the deadline because i’m the slowest reader alive. also incredible title. i later bought a used copy (as yet unopened) (not the book’s fault) but i loved this article about the partnership between writers martin sherwin and kai bird. sounds like my dream:
Their process took shape: Bird would pore over the research, synthesize it, and produce a draft which he’d send to Sherwin, who would recognize what was missing, edit and rewrite, and return the copy to Bird. Soon Sherwin was drafting as well. “We wrote furiously for four years,” Bird said.
Sherwin always knew that the hearing that stripped Oppenheimer of his clearance would be the “epicenter” of the biography, Bird said. They argued about what the evidence might suggest, but never about style, process, or the shape of the book itself. “It became,” Susan Sherwin said, “almost a magical thing.”
was trying to do the five minute journal prompts, via moon lists…but can’t get excited for the last two — i affirm and i might feel better if. feel too scooped out to think about those things.