Just Kids by Patti Smith

Here are three better titles for this book: A Tale of Two Groupies by Patti Smith What I was wearing in 1969 by Patti Smith That time Alan Ginsberg Mistook Me for a ‘Pretty Boy’ and Tried to Seduce Me with a Cup of Coffee and 6% of a Sandwich, Because Apparently That’s the Most… Continue reading Just Kids by Patti Smith


The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov

You know me, there’s going to be spoilers. I’ve never in my life read Russian Literature™. I’m told by Russian Lit™ fans, Lolita doesn’t count and even though I have no personal reference, I do actually agree with them based on what I’ve heard. That being said I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect, though I’ve… Continue reading The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov

East of Eden by John Steinbeck

(Do I even have to say it?) Spoilers It always takes me a few chapters to get used to older books. It takes a while to remember it used to be perfectly acceptable to suck super hard. And I’m too Thoroughly Modern Millie for that mess, so I‘m reading like: “Oh shit!” “Jesus, Steinbeck” “WTF?”… Continue reading East of Eden by John Steinbeck