On the Benefits of Binge Reading

9780385754309_custom-8006d202f8bdaddd4b2db22ad6cbfa6b75854575-s2-c85This weekend I did something I haven’t had the time to do in a while: I binge read. Scandalous, I know.

About a month ago I saw a screening of The Spectacular Now. I didn’t realize it was a book until after I had already seen it, which, I’m slightly ashamed to say, does happen sometimes. But on Friday a friend lent me the book, and I took it home, sat on the couch, and didn’t move for the next two days.

There’s something wonderful about binge reading. Sure, sometimes I like to make a book last. Sometimes I simply don’t have the time to read it all at once. But every now and then I will get so engrossed in a story that the only thing I want to do is be in it as thoroughly as possible. The Spectacular Now is one of those stories. It is about being a teenager and growing up and falling in love and struggling with who you are. It’s about life, and it’s real.

I stepped out of my own world this weekend and into the world that Tim Tharp created. The windows were open and a breeze kept making the curtains flutter. The Wooden Birds (an amazing band, check them out) played in the background on repeat. I forgot to eat at regular intervals, although this is a common occurrence when I’m reading something so delicious I forget I need physical sustenance too.

I’m not saying you need to read The Spectacular Now — well, no actually I am. You should read The Spectacular Now. But even if you don’t, you should take a weekend and just read. Put on some good background music, sit in a room (or outside) where the natural lighting takes care of everything, and just read. Immerse yourself in a world that isn’t your own. It’s the best kind of escape there is.


An October Night at the Fair

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Last October my best friend Dragana and I went to the local fair. Recently I found some of the photos and I thought I’d share them with you because it was such a great night. We hadn’t spent one-on-one time in a while, and the fair seemed like a wonderful place to do it. So here’s to Dragana, and to best friends everywhere.

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If you’ve never been to a fair, you’re missing out. Take your best friend. Win a stuffed animal, or maybe a goldfish. Hang out with the carnies. Get on the bumper cars. Don’t be afraid to be the oldest one there, because the kids will show you no mercy. Do what you want with a person you love. You’ll be happy you did.

Change Is Gonna Come

2013-07-13 16.34.22Today a woman stopped me on the street. I noticed her looking at me, as if to get my attention, and when I made eye contact she stopped and spoke to me.

“I don’t mean to bother you,” she said, “but I’m a psychic and you have a very strong aura. I see a career change coming for you. You’ve been very confused lately, but things will work out. You’ll end up where you’re meant to be.”

And then she walked away.

A lot of people would scoff at this woman, but I’ve always been fascinated with the supernatural, be it psychics, tarot, spirits, magic, or  what have you. I think there’s a lot in the universe that we don’t understand. There’s also the fact that this woman hit the nail pretty hard on the head.

I’ve spent the summer in New York City interning for an entertainment magazine, and while it’s been a great experience, it’s also made me wonder if this is what I really want to do and where I want to be. For the longest time I thought I wanted to move here, but I realized I don’t want that at all. It’s been a struggle because, if I realized that I actually don’t want something I’ve wanted my whole life, what else don’t I know about myself?

My time at this internship is almost over, and after this I have one more year of school. In that year I need to figure some things out. I’m still not even sure what all those things are yet. I am sure, however, that I need to look at myself a little closer. I thought I knew what I wanted, but now that’s been turned on it’s head a bit. I need to figure out what I actually want, not what I thought I was supposed to want.

Maybe this woman really was a psychic. Maybe I just looked a little lost. Regardless, the things she said to me were things I’ve been saying to myself for a while now. Change is coming, like she said. I’m not exactly sure what that change will lead to, but it is going to happen. I just need to take a step back and figure things out a little bit first. I’m excited though. I’ve felt for a while now that I wasn’t quite where I wanted to be. Maybe now I’ll be able to get myself there.