August 19, 2021 | Nonfiction
We’ve sat in pot smoke-filled basements, watching boys play video games, and I’ve sipped wine with my parents on special occasions, but neither of us have been to an actual party before.
Maggie Siebert On: Hyper-morality, Transgressive Fiction, Her Collection “Bonding,” and Why She Chose to Make it Available for Free Via Twitter
Really I think all art should be freely available
is just a boy until he is a street name.
To try to allay his doubt, or figure out of it’s real, [Li] mentally consults his in-progress novel, as if it were a friend. He intuits, in an intuition described by the line you quoted, that his doubt is wrong, is habitual and self-sabotalogical.
The show literally fuckin has to go on.
Here’s the thing about choosing songs to give as gifts to people: it starts off being about them but really, it’s about you.