like a pair of bottle rockets

My name is Sophie. I'm a writer.

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“For the third time since sunrise you see men in gas masks sweeping the highway. It’s dusk. They are approaching the overpass where you hide in the weeds. You can only guess, but guesses are better than nothing: you calculate your chances of escaping unnoticed at 15 percent. When the nearest of them is close enough for you to hear the sound of the gravel underneath his yellow rubber boots, you know that the time has come for you to act.”

– This passage from John Darnielle’s new novel is perfect. In context, it’s part of the introduction text to a video game his protagonist has designed. But it could be the lyrics to a Mountain Goats song, and it would be a good one. I can almost hear him singing “15%” in that way he injects overly specific details into his otherwise enigmatic lyrics. This is why JD is such an incredible writer: even when it’s a piece of exposition with easy to nail down, extremely precise meaning, what he produces feels mysteriously personal, like a story you once told that you’ve now forgotten. And he does it every time. 

~*link roundup*~

I guess I’m gonna start being one of those assholes who posts a list of shit they wrote every week. I promise I will only post stuff I’m genuinely really psyched about, and I’m gonna include some other people’s stuff too because all I do is read on the internet and I love you all. 

~~by me, for ANIMAL~~

Facebook Experiment Manipulates Emotions Of 600,000 Users - this is some crazy shit

'Cuphead' Video Game Looks Like A 1930's Cartoon <—- so sick

Artist Accepting Reservations For “Dream Cage” In Bushwick - sadly already taken off Airbnb

Experience Being A Rock In “Rock Simulator 2014” - why do I think this is so funny

~~by me, for other places~~

How To Dress Well, “What Is This Heart?” Review - Rolling Stone

~~other people~~

Scary New Congressional Bill Would Force Medication on Some Mentally Ill People by David Grossman for Alternet

Home Is Where the Hatred Is by Ta-Nehisi Coates for The Atlantic


Koons, The Koons, and Me: An Encounter with the Art Star Jeff Koons by Hari Nef for BlackBook


“My hope is to give people who are interested some entrée into further reading, and also to credit the antecedents to my own thinking. Perhaps most importantly, I wish to return to one of the original features of blogging—the documentation of public thinking. I would suggest that more writers, more academics, and more journalists do this, and do so honestly. It have come to believe that arguing with the self is as important as arguing with the broader world.”

– This is really cool - Ta-Nehisi Coates is doing a “narrative bibliography" of his reparations piece in four parts. Really fascinating and I think the above is a fantastic recommendation. 

I’m sitting in my backyard on a beautiful day. Earlier I had brunch with my father who happens to be visiting from California and his college friends. Afterwards, my boyfriend and I walked through Central Park. We lay on the grass and I thought about us and all the people in the city and in the world and how small we all were, how small my little life is in comparison to the vastness of space, time, the universe. Then I got a text from my mom telling me my grandma had two more mini-strokes and might never remember who I am again. 

Now I’m sitting here with this stray cat as my neighbor plays pop punk and Katy Perry out her window. I should be working on an essay, and I just found out I’m writing another piece for a big deal publication. 

The neighbor started playing The Dodos. I remember when I drove down to San Francisco to see them at Amoeba. The cat is stalking something in the grass.

How strange it is, etc.