Spend your free time the way you like, not the way you think you’re supposed to. Stay home on New Year’s Eve if that’s what makes you happy. Skip the committee meeting. Cross the street to avoid making aimless chitchat with random acquaintances. Read. Cook. Run. Write a story.

(Source: peachykein)

I finished Chapter 19 last night  and was too sleepy to keep going. I just wish I could close my office door and finish it!  #reblogbookclub #vscocam

I finished Chapter 19 last night and was too sleepy to keep going. I just wish I could close my office door and finish it! #reblogbookclub #vscocam

littlebrown:

theseluckystars:

BBQ, the Ryman, Radnor Lake, the Parthenon… What else should Edan Lepucki, author of CALIFORNIA, do on her very first trip to Nashville? 
italicsmine / littlebrown

Parnassus is crowd sourcing suggestions for Edan Lepucki’s first trip to Nashville on July 29. Any suggestions, internet?

Breakfast at Mitchell’s in East Nashville. 

littlebrown:

theseluckystars:

BBQ, the Ryman, Radnor Lake, the Parthenon… What else should Edan Lepucki, author of CALIFORNIA, do on her very first trip to Nashville? 

italicsmine / littlebrown

Parnassus is crowd sourcing suggestions for Edan Lepucki’s first trip to Nashville on July 29. Any suggestions, internet?

Breakfast at Mitchell’s in East Nashville. 

California \ MaddAddam

The idea of the communities being available to those with the means, and the rest of the population being left to fend for themselves reminds me so much of Margaret Atwood’s MaddAddam trilogy. Corps vs the Pleblands

Special treat at work today.

Special treat at work today.

runwithskizzers:

dudeinpublishing:

So much of publishing. SO much of publishing. 

(reblogged from shaudo)

oh hey i think i was at that meeting

The Land (of Edan Lepuki’s California)
I am intrigued by the Land where these people settled. I decided to google to see if I could find any kind of place that fit my perception of the place. 
Lo and behold, I found Frontier Town. This is exactly the kind of place I was imagining. It is such a clever place to set up camp when the world goes to shit. 
I’m very conflicted about how I feel about the Land, and if I would rather be there or on my own. It’s safe, warm, and there is food, oh and a warm shower! But at what cost? 
I have so many questions I hope will be answered in part 3. 
Where/How do they obtain all of the supplies? It sounds like possibly one of the original Communities. But what do they have to give for them?
What were the Planker recruits told their role would be here?
Why did the Miller’s leave? It wasn’t because she was pregnant. Jane lived in the Land for 3 years. 
It’s odd having a community without procreation. Eventually, it will die out. That seems to go against human nature. 

The Land (of Edan Lepuki’s California)

I am intrigued by the Land where these people settled. I decided to google to see if I could find any kind of place that fit my perception of the place. 

Lo and behold, I found Frontier Town. This is exactly the kind of place I was imagining. It is such a clever place to set up camp when the world goes to shit. 

I’m very conflicted about how I feel about the Land, and if I would rather be there or on my own. It’s safe, warm, and there is food, oh and a warm shower! But at what cost? 

I have so many questions I hope will be answered in part 3. 

  1. Where/How do they obtain all of the supplies? It sounds like possibly one of the original Communities. But what do they have to give for them?
  2. What were the Planker recruits told their role would be here?
  3. Why did the Miller’s leave? It wasn’t because she was pregnant. Jane lived in the Land for 3 years. 

It’s odd having a community without procreation. Eventually, it will die out. That seems to go against human nature. 

'Nobody Is Ever Missing' is composed mostly of long, languid sentences that push into the night like headlights. They’re the sign of a writer settling in for a long backcourt game, one who is going to wear you down rather than go in for the kill. Sometimes these sentences lose their way, stall out or end up doubling back on themselves. Just as often, they are improbably beautiful, or simply cool and knowing.