I’m realizing that I wouldn’t be able to make it to space because of…motion sickness…bummer. Apparently, this takes out a lot of astronauts when they first arrive in space and then once they return to earth.
This is a mesmerizing read of the mundane but important things that astronauts have to go through and consider when suiting up for zero gravity.
I really like how NPR Books Concierge is set up so I wanted to do a version based off that. I’ll be adding books that pop up in my Twitter feed. This is an easier way for me to organize so I created it for myself really because I need books by and about Asians and Asian Americans sorted too – not in one lump.
This is the book I need. Elizabeth Gilbert wrote down the words that have changed the way I think about my creative life, which I struggle with a lot. I’m always questioning whether my work is good enough? does it look right? is it lame? These are paralyzing thoughts to have because I end up leaving my ideas in my sketchbook and not taking them further.
They’re all valid questions – albeit, negative AF – but…who cares? The point of it all is to keep creating and to keep doing what I enjoy. Art fulfills me and that should be what it’s all about. I have no control over how it’ll be received and that’s a liberating mindset to have.
You want to write a book? Make a song? Direct a movie? Decorate pottery? Learn a dance? Explore a new land? You want to draw a penis on your wall? Do it. Who cares? It’s your birthright as a human being, so do it with a cheerful heart. (I mean, take it seriously, sure—but don’t take it seriously.) Let inspiration lead you wherever it wants to lead you.
Well, yes, it probably has already been done. Most things have already been done—but they have not yet been done by you.
…just make whatever you need to make and toss it out there.
Done is better than good.
You made it; you get to put it out there. Never apologize for it, never explain it away, never be ashamed of it. You did your best with what you knew, and you worked with what you had, in the time that you were given. You were invited, and you showed up, and you simply cannot do more than that.
In the middle of this book which is a good sign because there were a couple other books that I started and had to ghost after the first few pages.
Last Tang Standing by Lauren Ho is kinda like Crazy Rich Asians in terms of the income level of these characters, which I find fascinating anyway since I am no where near that, but I’m invested in the main character, Andrea, so I gotta see her storyline through.
Also, can I give a shout out to the BPL and the Libby app? They are the only reasons why I’ve started gorging on books this past year. I just wait for ebooks to become available or try something new.
UPDATE: Blazed through the rest of the book on a Saturday afternoon while the kiddo was napping. I couldn’t put it down. It’s the romcom that I was waiting for – and it even had comics woven into the storyline!
It felt like a mash-up of Bridget Jones’s Diary and Crazy Rich Asians.
My only wish was that there would’ve been just a little bit more shown of the relationship between Andrea and her love interest. It wasn’t obvious but, at the same time, it was obvious. I wanted more moments.
Anyhow, it was just nice to “see” in my head a non-White couple falling in love. More please!
My favorite line from the book:
And establishing dominance must be done in a classy, indirect, subtle way, like farting.
One of the main reasons why I added this to my library e-reads is because it’s set in Boston – and not the Good Will Hunting / Southie kind of Boston, but the Boston with a Chinese immigrant family. Thank you Susie Yang for doing that.
One of my favorite lines:
“One successful marriage can feed three generations.”
Anyhow, Ivy isn’t a particularly good person, but I get why she is the way that she is. This is a twisted story that did not disappoint.
If you want to follow along and see what other books I’m reading, check out my GoodReads. My list features work by and about Asian/Asian Americans, YA, rom-coms, sci-fi, nonfiction and super trashy romance novels. Basically, it’s a hot mess.