Dear Class of 2015 (or, Dear Me 365 days ago)

If this letter seems late, that’s intentional. I wanted to wait until you needed it. Tomorrow you’re moving to Berkeley and you’re going to need a friend. Nowhere is going to feel like home in the same way campus did, but it took college a long time to feel like home in the first place. […]

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Journal Entry: Brooklyn

She moves to Brooklyn into an apartment with white plaster walls and long, narrow windows. Light pours in from the courtyard, and at night the neighbors’ lives play out next to hers, close enough to touch. She thinks a family lives just across from her, judging by the little kid drawings on the fridge, but […]

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My 1st Blogiversary: Here’s what I wrote this year (with GIFs!)

One year ago today, I started this blog. I remember the moment I hit publish for the first time surprisingly well: it was a very cold night in January, and I sat at the kitchen island of my campus apartment with my laptop and a Diet Coke in an old-fashioned glass from the Dollar Tree. My blog was […]

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The parts of being 22 that Taylor Swift left out

When you spend your birthday laughing hysterically as your roommates do uncomfortable dramatic readings of the erotic romance anthologies you were sent to review. When you leave your publishing internship with hands covered in green ink because you did quality checks on a new run of coffee table books for the last two hours, and […]

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The Double Life: Social Media Personas and “Having Your Shit Together”

This week I changed my profile picture on Facebook. I put up a photo my friend took of me on the staged red carpet at Tumblr’s Year in Review Party, in which I look sleek and confident and, dare I say it, pretty attractive. The ‘likes’ poured in, and then a friend commented, “You look […]

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Journal entry: morning commute

So here is your daily life at the beginning of October. You get up at 7:25am and put on your nice jeggings from Uniqlo, the soft, tight-enough ones in dark business colors that you wear with a thick brown belt and knee-high boots. You drag one of your two leather jackets across your shoulders, the pink […]

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I talked to The Gradmit about my post-grad feelings

Where do I see myself in five years? In a perfect world I’d be writing freelance about sexuality, feminism, and pop culture while working on my best-selling series of feminist erotic novels. More realistically, I can see myself with a career in social media management and writing fiction off the clock. The Internet has opened up […]

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