Why? Why must I read the gay girl get pregnant book right as I hit my gay girl family yearning peak. I baby feverishly dreamed through this collection of introspection and uncovered a nuanced view of what my body means to myself and how I can discuss it smartly with speckled Sontag lines

Perfect for playing out loud in your shared kitchen and then quickly turning the volume down because it is Not that type of literary criticism 

Passable space book though unsure why Sagan felt the calling to write from the voice of a woman in STEM. The passages about gender and female conversations pulled me away from what was a truly lovely exploration of the language and inner wills that connect us all. These feminist themes can be carried out artfully - Julia Armfield for instance - but Sagan's fell flat for me from the initial most radio. Perhaps the plight of a science leading heroine is different now than it was in 1985, but I can't help but want more from this work. 

Perfect for daydreaming about space travels and staring longingly at a Jodie Foster DVD on your nightstand

A stunning collection of poems but perhaps not the one to be read when your mother's own mortality is in question. Either the worst or the best from that perspective. 

Perfect for staring up at your New Orleans ceiling so far away from everything you care about but so close to people who care about you

As a rapt audience to the progression of viral exploration and HIV spread/destigmatization/expanding treatment opinions, this book covered so many of my favorite topics. I loved the authors connection to the people of affected communities and acknowledgment of social determinants of health. The only aspects I appreciated a little less were the self-instered stories. These were most definitely heartfelt and contributory but perhaps more appropriate for a memoir instead of this work. 

Perfect for gasping in disbelief, horror, and expected but still ghastly shock while meal prepping. 

You know, she did what she had to. And that's all I can ask for. beautiful pattern and how could you mess up a Granny Square. 

Perfect for flipping through with your girlfriend looking for the perfect white pattern for notebook page blankets

No Thank You. In my top five LEAST favorite book club books. There is no amount of discussion that could salvage some of those truly horrific sex scenes. (except any piece of writing with my log cabin opera composer. I loved him)

Perfect to speed read on your porch and discuss over two different pasta salads and a key lime cheesecake

How did every ethnic Catholic child grow up with these parallel traumas? This book pulled my heart out of my chest and squeezed hard the same way my mother did when she read my diary entries over and over again. 

Perfect for angst reading and exploring how Catholic guilt continues to fester and unroot the foundations of even your closest relationships but also,,, provide so much content 

Girl be for ... real. I think if the writing in this memoir was more engaging and well edited, I may have bought into the Lies of sociopathy peddled by the author. There is something to a real sociopath's eyes that will never be captured in a book and this book was the poorest attempt of this phenomenon. 

Perfect for hate reading to discuss with your favorite bookish medicine friend. 

At some point I just had to call it. Don't start reading a book with your ex who doesn't read because y'all's relationship ill end before he even gets to the second story. 

Perfect for haunting your bookshelf which Must be Cleaned in the next 24 hours... nevermind by TONIGHT

Now... Some may say I was gay in the 2000s and these essays nearly convinced me further. Yes I loved Weezer and messenger bags but... I also was fascinated with being fluffy wavy haired Jim and maybe marrying Ellen. 

Perfect for double-triple-quadruple doubting your sexuality