The COVID Diaries: Ladies Cursed With Insight*

Dear Darling Ones, When I say I am obsessed with the Sylvia Plath biography Red Comet I’m not using hyperbole for comic effect. This book is all I’ve done and thought about for at least a week. It’s been my constant companion. I read it while eating and drinking coffee and before zoom meetings and while I waited for dinner to cook and before going…

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The COVID Diaries: Vaguely Annoyed, a List

Dear Darling Ones, I am cranky and finding everything vaguely annoying. When I get overwhelmed about all the things I need to do for work or for continuing my existence I make a list. It helps soothes my anxiety and it makes all the things that loom so large in my head look a little less daunting. In attempt to stop being vaguely annoyed and…

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The COVID Diaries: Garbage Disposal Fork Brain

Hey Darling Ones, Did you ever watch “The Good Place?” It’s a really good show about philosophy and the afterlife. If you’ve never seen it you should watch it now and thank me later*. There’s a great scene in the season two where the nerdy, super smart, and indecisive Chidi explains that his brain sounds like a garbage disposal with a fork stuck in it…

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The COVID Diaries: The Groove is Not in My Heart

Hi Darling Ones, I got the yellow headphones and as I suspected they have fixed all the things. I’m unendingly content and frequently experience bursts of unmitigated joy. My loneliness has vanished along with my self-doubt, shame, and guilt. My hair is shinier. My muscles are stronger. I sleep the gentle slumber of the righteous and the just. My food tastes better, my plants are…

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The COVID Diaries: That One Time at Bible Camp

Dear Darling Ones, I went to Lutheran bible camp the summer I was fourteen or fifteen, which is exactly where you’d expect a Catholic girl to go to camp. This was the only time I ever went to camp, unless you count journalism camp or, I guess, marching band camp. Those last two things were just called camp but didn’t involve sleeping over anywhere. Bible…

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The COVID Diaries: A Black Scribble in My Brain

Hey Darling Ones, It actively pisses me off that I love the song “Yellow*” by Coldplay. Just like “Creep” by Radiohead and “Crash Into Me” by the Dave Matthews Band. It would be much easier if I was apathetic to it like the rest of their music** and then could forever place them in the bucket labelled “shit I don’t care about.” Other things in…

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The COVID Diaries: [Pronoun] Was So [Adj] Last Night

Dear Darling Ones, I won’t go on and on about the conversation I witnessed between Karen Russell and Elizabeth McCracken. You kind of had to be there to accurately understand the magic. However there are three things I wanted to get out here for posterity. First, at the start of the conversation Karen Russell said, “I was just thinking about the Mad Libs grammar of…

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