About
Modified:
My name is Becky and I’ve had various online journals since before the word “blog” was coined. In that entire time, I have never, ever, ever updated regularly. Alas.
I’m a 28-year-old farmer’s daughter turned New Yorker. When I was a kid, my dad used to threaten that someday, when I grew up, I’d have to get up at 6 AM to get to work on time. My entire adult life has been a quest to avoid that. This is mostly because I hate mornings, and a little bit out of spite.
I live in New York with my sister and my cat. For awhile, there were as many copies of Star Wars in the apartment as there were mammals.
I know all the words to all three High School Musicals.
I used to drink a lot of soda but don’t really do that any more. I used to have very long hair but now it’s just sort of medium-ish. I write a lot about books and feminism and New York, for a definition of “write a lot” that means “write rarely.” This particular blog has been around in some form or another since 2006, so despite my inability to update regularly it’s got some long-ish archives. I’ve moved it around a bit and culled some of the more painfully earnest early entries.

