Apparently Gen X is a mess (and I’m supposedly an Xennial? WTF *is* that?). This was an interesting look of allll the things I remember from my childhood / teenage years.
HBR had an interesting piece on what to do when work is slow. (And I think when I originally bookmarked it, work *was* slow. At least that one day.) But this is good and I feel like this is something I can use for my creative life as well as my professional life.
This is old news, but Meghan Markle and Prince Harry had their baby. And they gave him the most deliciously adorable name. Long live Archie Harrison Mountbatten-Windsor!
My husband and I had a beloved friend over for dinner the other night. Our friend is effortlessly cool, loves our little hellions, and is just one of those people that I want to be when I finally grow up. Anyway – chicken was on the menu, salad, and good crusty bread. And these lemon bars for dessert. Half Baked Harvest is a gem on the Internet when it comes to effortlessly delicious recipes.
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Listening: Bless Garth Brooks and his insistence that the late Keith Whitley be immortalized in the Country Music Hall of Fame. Whitley’s voice is incomparable and it’s touching that 30 years after his death, people still recognize him for the talent that he was.
Reading: I got to wish a happy book birthday to my dear friend Jeffrey D. Briggs for “Out of the Cold Dark Sea.” I obviously have *my* copy. I also got a copy of my friend Meg Hafdahl‘s “Daughters of Darkness.” Man … so many books to read!
Writing Life: This week has been allllll about recovery from last weekend’s Wordplay literary conference. You can read my recap here. Work is ramping up and I’ve been trying to catch up on all the things, but as you can imagine – a weekend spent in the company of a bunch of amazing writers and people who love books? It’s the shot in the arm I needed to get some stuff done.
– Shelley
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What is Friday Fare? As a recap, on Fridays I post link love to the various bits of arcane shiz I discover on the Interwebs. I liken it to a glimpse into my mind, but without the 80s song lyrics or mental cobwebs.
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