Found an absolute batshit insane review on letterboxd, so folllowed the rabbit hole, and my theory that people choosing to rate on 5 star scales are actually insane, is validated.
Make your imposter syndrome a character, write it into your book, and kill it.
Today’s books, Obscene Bird is fucking brilliant but it’s calling me dumb, so I need to consume it piece by piece, and allowing those pieces to breathe and unwind in my mind.
So I’m going to double up with Rejection
#BookSky
That should create a Bluesky just for the sportsball
It’s just a shame the seats are uncomfortable as fuck
