Finished reading: The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid 📚
I liked this one mostly because it asks nothing of the reader, save for enduring the completely unnecessary side story about the biographer.
Finished reading: The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid 📚
I liked this one mostly because it asks nothing of the reader, save for enduring the completely unnecessary side story about the biographer.
Tuesday, January 23, 2024
I just spent a pile of money on books, with the goal of reading for pleasure every day, and with the intention of sprinkling some light stuff around my generally serious reading preferences. While I usually read like a dad, heavy on the serious memoirs and book-length nonfiction explainers, I’m trying to take on some lighter reads because mom needs a little sugar with her medicine.
So far, I’m doing an okay job of keeping track of my reading habits here, which is why I ponied up for a paid membership to this site at all: flotisserie.micro.blog/books/
I’m looking for some lightness in my reading list for the next couple of months. Found this list of funniest novels from the Booker library: thebookerprizes.com/the-booke…
Devastating, bleak, relentless.
Finished reading: The School for Good Mothers by Jessamine Chan 📚
❄️ big, fat snowflakes ❄️
Currently reading: The School for Good Mothers by Jessamine Chan 📚
Dystopian, but not so far away.
First real snow today.
🍿 Saltburn, baby.
I am enjoying the Twitter/Tumblr feel of micro.blog and feel like I could settle in here. But it would be cooler if there was a quick reference for markdown near the input field to better format our posts.
The local story is ripe with corruption. Indiana likes to spin up private “growth” orgs to bypass legislation, after a long history of treating the state’s water resources like something between a highway and a sewer. Indiana’s Plan to Pipe In Groundwater for Microchip-Making Draws Fire
“The able and the disabled aren’t two different kinds of people but the same people at different times.” My Unraveling, by Tom Scocca for NYMag
Tuesday, January 2, 2024
After a stint as an English major and as a writer myself, I got into a habit of reading dozens of articles a day instead of longer form writing: books. I spent a lot of energy in 2023 getting back to books. Thanks to a great book club (you know who you are) and making space to settle in with a great book in a cozy spot, here are my favs from 2023:
📚 Monica Potts, “The Forgotten Girls”
I’ve followed Potts’ career since she was a student blogger turned journalist in the aughts, so seeing her publish this book was a little personally gratifying, too. Potts brings her reporting background to this memoir about coming of age in Arkansas, one of the poorest, reddest states, with lengthy explorations of the economic and social policies that create conditions in which women struggle to thrive. She compares her childhood against a friend who didn’t get out of dodge, and explores what makes the difference in areas where people get left behind.
I really enjoyed this read for so many reasons, and was pleased that Potts’ voice is empathetic, smart and searching despite the challenging material. A mix of memoir and sociology. Very recommended.
📚 Timothy Egan, “A Fever in the Heartland”
In the roaring twenties, my home state of Indiana was a hotbed of racist activity. The KKK rose to their peak power with something like one in three adult Hoosiers counting themselves among their ranks, by leveraging evangelical churches, law enforcement, and local politicians to curry influence and power. This is ultimately a story about a deathbed testimony that broke the spell, when the telling of the Grand Dragon’s secrets, cruelties and perversions finally brought a public reckoning with the Klan.
📚 Barbara Kingsolver, “Demon Copperhead”
Like Dickens did with “Copperfield,” Kingsolver does with “Copperhead.” This novel explores how institutional poverty harms children, set in an American South that, frankly, felt familiar coming from the lower Midwest. It lives up to the hype and was vindicating and familiar. I listened to this audiobook on a long road trip and the narrator nailed it.
(I forgot how much I love Kingsolver. I finished this and turned around and reread “Poisonwood Bible” - about the hubris of American missionaries in Congo - on a camping trip. It holds up.)
📚 Britney Spears, “The Woman in Me”
Yanno, I didn’t think this would be on my list either, but here we are. Come for the juicy tell-all, stay for the damning details on how Britney’s abusive father, codependent mother and opportunist sister ensnared one of the world’s biggest stars into an abusive conservatorship and stole her time, money and autonomy. Consider at length why we ask young starlets to run through these gauntlets in exchange for our attention. It’s neither the complete portrait of the artist nor the feminist manifesto I wish it was, but I came away from it with more empathy and respect for her and what horrors she’s weathered right under our noses. It’s giving “Yellow Wallpaper,” but pop. Free Britney.
📚 Patrick Radden Keefe, “Empire of Pain: The Secret History of the Sackler Dynasty”
This is a giant tome of a book that nevertheless provides a riveting and thorough history of who knew what when and why it matters. It’s also a study of impunity among the super-rich, and how their money and influence reaches into the public commons. It turns out a lot of modern fiction deals with addiction, opioids in particular, so this became a foundational book for a lot of other reads on this year’s list.
If you don’t want to read the book, but want to know more about the Sacklers and their terrible, coercive global influence, don’t miss the documentary “All the Beauty and the Bloodshed,” which follows artist, activist and addict Nan Goldin as she fights against and grieves for all that opioids have taken from her, and from us. It’s a beautiful testament to art, community and the disenfranchised - and currently streaming on MAX.
I’m building my list for 2024, so let me know what you recommend!
Thursday, December 14, 2023
I’m following a new environmental drama in my Hoosier hometown. Some geniuses in the Indiana statehouse decided to court agreements to build gigantic computer chip plants in an area of the state that lacks one critical thing: there’s no water. Computer chip manufacturing apparently requires a ton of water.
“No problem!” the intellectual giants said. “There is the large Wabash River aquifer to the north that we can just have piped 35 miles down to our site.” The only problem is that the math doesn’t math and the people of Indiana hate the idea of giving up their water rights on the word of business men who are now on the record openly lying about the science.
Here’s what I’m reading:
Purdue Groundwater Expert on LEAP by Dave Bangert
The following quote is building a metaphor so the average person can understand just how much water is planned to be removed from this critical aquifer *** every day *** for this chip plant. The state agency responsible for steering the plans lied by claiming the aquifer will be recharged because it’s connected to Lake Michigan. There’s zero evidence that it is, and there’s no evidence it will be recharged as quickly as it’s tapped, or that the communities downstream that are planned to absorb the runoff can handle this amount of water at all. The more you learn about this, the more you wonder why Indiana would choose such a bad location for a chip plant (the answer is always money).
“Ask people if they know what ‘one acre foot’ means. That’s a volume of water that we commonly refer to in hydrogeology. One acre foot means you have one acre of land that’s flooded to a depth of one foot. Imagine that you’re at the football stadium. Without the end zone, it’s about an acre. And so if you fill that to a depth of one foot, that is 326,000 gallons. Now think about how deep you would have to flood the field to get 1 million gallons – that’s essentially about three feet of water to pump out 1 million gallons per day. To pump out 10 million gallons, that’s a football field flooded to 30 feet. To get to 100 million gallons, you’ve got to flood it over 300 feet. … That’s taller than all the buildings in West Lafayette.”
The more people begin learning about this, the more chatter I see on social media suggesting that they just draw the water from somewhere else, like the Ohio River, the White River, Lake Michigan, even Lake Superior. It really didn’t bode well when Indiana futzed with the Kankakee River basin, which killed migratory wetlands and an estimated twenty percent of migratory birds in the early 1900s, for example, and it’s unlikely to play out well now. The following two books explain that kind of thinking and why it’s terrible for, well, just about everything.
The Death and Life of the Great Lakes by Dan Egan
I’m kind of a nerd about science writing because it takes several types of technical skill and expertise to thread the needle so the layperson can follow along. This book, which won awards from all kinds of industry bodies, is wildly readable considering that it’s about the intersection of biology, commerce and hydrology. Egan covers the ways that people leverage water to meet their needs, which often means treating critical waterways like a cross between a highway and a landfill.
The Great Lakes Water Wars by Peter Annin
As communities around the Great Lakes basin grow, as as climate change progresses, it’s likely we will see a lot of scuttlebutt around lake water diversion. It’s extremely likely these will turn out to be the biggest environmental and resource conflicts in the coming decades. The author lays it all out, and the updated version includes three new chapters on water fights and, alarmingly, the effect of the invasive Asian carp, a voracious species that reproduces at a disturbing rate—which is transforming the ecology of the river as it makes its way through the Chicago River diversion and ever closer to Lake Michigan.
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Monday, December 4, 2023
Currently reading: A Fever in the Heartland by Timothy Egan 📚
Despite being from Indiana, I feel like I’ve heard very little about this book, which covers the rise of the Indiana KKK in the early 1900s. The book’s central story revolves around the Grand Dragon, a bad man whose bad acts finally land him in enough trouble that the powers that be couldn’t ignore his non-KKK activities any longer. The point, however, is that they ignored most of his activities because institutional power was both in the Klan’s pocket and was leveraged to recruit members up and down the state. Egan takes a powerful, uncomfortable look at how the KKK organized white, Protestant people against everyone else using social and professional organizations and churches, and how they helped shape neighborhood vigilantes into police forces tasked with protecting property and morality.
Fellow Hoosiers will recognize a lot of familiar names, towns and players. That photo in the NYT book review was taken in Marion, Indiana, for example. I’m finishing up an anecdote that takes place in Logansport. New Castle, Muncie, Ft. Wayne, Terre Haute are also places of interest. A reader on Twitter reminded me that the KKK tried to purchase Valaparaiso University, once one of the most prestigious private universities this side of the Mississippi. Examples abound. It’s unsurprising to read that Indianapolis was nearly taken over by the Klan in the 1920s, considering how many in the statehouse openly endorse racist, exclusionary and eugenicist opinions today (including perennial media darling Mitch Daniels).
The trailer for the next Mad Max movie, “Furiosa,” is out now: www.youtube.com/watch 🍿
Finished reading: The Forgotten Girls by Monica Potts 📚
Potts brings her reporting background to this memoir about coming of age in Arkansas, one of the poorest, reddest states, with lengthy explorations of the economic and social policies that create conditions in which women struggle to thrive. I really enjoyed this read for so many reasons, and was pleased that Potts’ voice is empathetic, smart and searching. Very recommended.
Tuesday, November 28, 2023
Finished reading: The Woman in Me by Britney Spears 📚
Come for the juicy tell-all, stay for the damning details on how Britney’s abusive father, codependent mother and opportunist sister ensnared one of the world’s biggest stars into an abusive conservatorship, and consider at length why we ask young starlets to run through these gauntlets in exchange for our attention. It’s neither the complete portrait of the artist nor the feminist manifesto I wish it was, but I came away from it with more empathy and respect for her and what horrors she’s weathered.
Thursday, November 23, 2023
I was invited to submit to the pop culture fiber craft show at Gallery 1988 again this year. Last year I sold a large Kris Jenner meme quilt. I was delighted to be included and nervous about how my work would be received, and was chuffed to be one of the first artists whose work sold.
I immediately took that money and bought a rigid hettle loom. I had recently taken a class and loved it, and also needed a new way to use up some of my growing yarn stash.*
I’ve had the loom in a box since this summer and finally got it put together this week.
It took me a book, several hours and Youtube videos to properly dress the loom, and I got it mostly put together - with some tension issues, but good enough to start weaving - last night. I would guess I’ve had the yarn I put on it for twenty years, and it feels good to finally put it to use while I get started.
I’m still debating what to do for this year’s show. I want to do a Dril quote, but I’m also thinking of something more commercial. 🧶
Saturday, November 18, 2023
This sausage and cornbread dressing is one of my favorite recipes, a dish present on every Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter table at my childhood home. The original recipe lives in a non-descript church cookbook from somewhere in the Middle South from the 1970s, and another iteration lives in an email from 2008, which is terribly inconvenient. I decided to record it here for posterity, with some of my own notes added. 🍞
This savory cornbread stuffing hits all the taste centers in your primitive lizard brain, with fats and carbs and meats galore. For the cornbread, make any recipe you’d like as long as it’s a full 10” unsweetened round. I make mine in a cast-iron skillet. And if you don’t feel like making your own Creole seasoning, get a tin of Tony Chachere’s spice mix or just bite the bullet and use as many fresh herbs as possible.
Ingredients
1 pound Chicken Gizzards (optional) 1/2 pound Ground Lean Pork 1/2 pound Ground Beef 8 T Butter 4 Whole Chopped Onions 4 Whole Chopped Celery Ribs 2-6 Garlic cloves minced 32 oz Chicken Broth 3 T Creole Seasoning 4 cup Corn Bread (unsweetened) 1/2 cup Chopped Green Onion
Creole Seasoning
2 tablespoons onion powder 2 tablespoons garlic powder 2 tablespoons dried oregano 2 tablespoons dried basil 1 tablespoon dried thyme 1 tablespoon black pepper 1 tablespoon white pepper 1 tablespoon cayenne pepper 5 tablespoons paprika 3 tablespoons salt
Instructions
In a Dutch oven, deep fry meats in butter until browned.
Add onions, celery, and garlic to the meat and butter mixture and cook until tender.
Add broth and season with creole seasoning.
Bring to a boil, simmer for 1 hour.
Break the cornbread into 4-5 large pieces with your hands. Add corn bread to pot in large pieces, breaking it up with the side of a large spoon, until all of it is added. Add chopped green onions for color and stir until cornbread is moist and coated with broth dressing.
Adjust seasoning to taste.
Notes
If you’re not a gizzards person, leave this out and adjust the beef and pork to 1 lb. each, or sub with andouille sausage.
For the cornbread, make any recipe you’d like as long as it’s a full unsweetened round. I make mine in a cast-iron skillet.
The creole seasoning can be stored in an airtight container, but if you don’t feel like making your own, get a tin of Tony Chachere’s from the seasoning section at the grocery store. I generally add fresh herbs that I have on hand, and it’s lovely with fresh sage and rosemary.
I’m v excited about the PJ Harvey Tiny Desk concert out today. 🎵
PJ Harvey is one of my favorite musicians because she is a weirdo and an artist in the same vein as a Kate Bush, or even a Bob Dylan, who concentrates on mythology, atmosphere, artistry and sense of place. For a lot of my life, my fav album was “Rid of Me.” It was present in a lot of formative moments as a kid and still resonates for me as an adult, despite some of its flourishes not aging well. As an adult, “Let England Shake” genuinely moved me. She draws on music and poetry traditions to explore what it means for England to be an empire, sitting atop a throne of bones and bloodshed. It’s ambitious and dark and sounds incredible, in part thanks to her use of the autoharp (yes, seriously).
She’s also among the artists who made a hard left in my musical interests as a kid, when she and John Parish released “Dance Hall at Louse Point.” This album was called career suicide when it came out because it is so atonal and avant garde. As an album, listening from beginning to end, it’s delightfully sinister. It could be a sister or a cousin album to Nick Cave’s “Murder Ballads.”
Monday, November 6, 2023
Created some artsy fartsy rules for myself where I have to finish something old before I start something new, just to keep some momentum going on existing projects.
I have several outstanding embroidery, quilting, knitting AND crochet projects, and a loom I refuse to assemble until I knock out one or two of these other ones. My two biggest priorities are a giant garter stitch shawl that I began pre-pandemic and really want to finish because it’s so beautiful - and so boring to knit - and a gigantic crochet mosaic blanket that is teaching me the ins and outs of crochet. After that, some half-hearted quilt pieces, a wholecloth quilt and two flimsies that need to be quilted and bound. And some lingering embroidery projects and a head full of new ideas. My friend gave me some antique glass she’d like me to engrave this winter.
Meanwhile I finished a hat for the kiddo last night and she was so pumped she wore it to school this morning. 🧶
Need a brilliant bauble for the holidays? How about a beautiful box of blooming instant miso soup bombs? www.brooklynmisomaru.com/shop/p/mi…
Someone reminded me of the story of Charlie the goat, who played Black Philip in “The Witch,” and had two modes: sleeping or asshole. Method actor or brilliant casting? www.hollywoodreporter.com/news/gene…
🚨 Cat in a basket 🚨 🐱
This is a real life nightmare. Nobody deserves to live this way, nobody deserves to die this way. www.npr.org/sections/…


For the old heads, “No Alternative,” the 1993 AIDS benefit compilation album, turns 30 today. www.stereogum.com/1541231/n…
Made the mistake of telling my family I’ve had “Like a Rock” in my head all day, and now my family is streaming Bob Seger videos and old Chevy commercials.
“More than one-fifth of college students are parents, and about one-tenth are single mothers.” www.nytimes.com/2023/10/2…
Here are some pictures of my cat sleeping like a weirdo. 🐱




My biggest complaint about the slow, excruciating car crash of Twitter/X is that all of my journalist friends moved to Bsky and all my geek friends moved to Mastodon.