Jia. We <3 u.
Thank you for writing about everything you wanted to write about. Thank you for being intelligent and funny and not backing down when the occasional internet stranger tried to mess with you or the Hairpin. Thank you for helping to keep this place up as a little corner of the big, bad Internet where I could hide and laugh at things and not worry about what anyone thinks.
Speaking of which, hairpin/awl media, you should consider supporting https/SSL and, holy shit, you should definitely not send passwords in clear text like you're doing.
This breaks my heart so much.
By antilamentation on 42
As I read the essay, my eyebrows rose higher and higher towards my hairline, which is nearly 40.
"It's OK, eyebrows", I thought. "You are also nearly 40 and so fast approaching your prime."
I soothed them by stroking them with my two index fingers (also well on the way to desirability.) "I don't know who this Tom Junot fellow is, eyebrows, but we can rest assured that he desires us solely on the virtue of a bunch of projections and a crass generalisation of femme d'un certain age."
And then just like that, magically, both my middle fingers (so close to that magic age!) spontaneously rose up in tribute. They were really feeling that gravitas, you know? So much gravitas. And let's face it, as nearly 40-year-old middle fingers do, they just had to show it.
Hairpin, you're killing it these days! This was wonderful.
By Ophelia on The Hobby Lobby Pie
Ann Friedman, you are a national treasure.
Hey, I totally described my mental state yesterday as "vibrating with anger"!
Also, yes I said yes I will yes to if you can't handle me at my worst you don't deserve me at my ruth bader ginsburg. She is a national treasure.
i think a ghost just punched me in the stomach.
(i did not know this poem and now love it tho)
What I find completely perplexing about this entire debate is the assumption that books marketed for adults are automatically complex and challenging. There is a huge difference between reading a book by, say, Margaret Atwood or Christopher Moore (just to pick two writers at random with very different styles). They're both "adult" writers, I would argue one is generally more challenging to read than the other. I would argue there's a comparable difference between YA books written by Rainbow Rowell and Meg Chabot. What Graham doesn't seem to understand is that books that fall under the banner of "YA" are hugely diverse. YA is not a genre in and of itself, it's a marketing demographic and to assume that all YA literature is fluff is lazy thinking. It's just as absurd as (for example) picking a James Patterson book at random and saying that his style and quality of writing is representative of all adult literature as a whole.
Anytime people tell me YA is just for kids, I take out my copy of Terry Pratchett's NATION and smack them with it. For serious, I have read Joyce, I have read Hemingway, I have read Woolf and Eggers and Krakauer and whatever else the cool adults are reading (Marquez?) Nation is one of the weirdest, loveliest pieces of fiction I've read in the last... let's say 5 years. Maybe 10. And I'm not even really a Pratchett fan.