When people ask me what I do, I tell them I’m a writer. Because I am. But no, I’m not officially on staff at any publications, and I’m not yet a published fiction author, so long story short, I freelance. I know writers decades older than me who have made a fantastic career from freelancing (and have the New York zip codes to prove it), but somehow being 23 and being a freelancer often invokes some type of cringe worthy response.
Next time you meet someone working much longer hours than you do, for less money, but actually doing something she enjoys, here are some questions you should maybe keep to yourself. I’ve provided answers, so you don’t even have to say the words out loud!
Traveling alone is awesome. Whether it’s seeing the same opera house three days in a row or walking along the Seine in the rain for two hours, you can do whatever you want without having to suffer the complaints of another. Not everybody is as attune to the joys of solo travel as I am, meaning that only one week into my trip (I started in Paris) I’ve received some pretty useless feedback.
Well, folks, the wait is over. Our savior Taylor Swift has ended the barren apocalypse of the past year and a half and has released a darling new single called “Shake It Off,” a delightful middle finger to the rude media overlords who try to slutshame her and a playful nod to her shitty dancing.
Sometimes when I hear a good song I just want to hear it again. And again. And I do that about ten more times, and if I don’t have anywhere to be, and usually I don’t, I’ll keep listening until I do. Addictive personality? Maybe! But some songs are just that good! And if I can share that joy, then great! So without further ado, the Song on Repeat of the Week is “Knee Socks” by Arctic Monkeys.
“Knee Socks” is the second-to-last track on the band’s latest LP, 2013’s AM, and while I listen to pretty much the whole album on repeat, “Knee Socks” has been catching my attention as of late. Up until a couple weeks ago, I liked AM. Then I saw the band at Osheaga in the beginning of August and basically became obsessed with the album. It wasn’t my first time seeing them, but it was a better performance than the former one I’d seen, probably because Alex Turner was a 21-year-old baby at the time and lacking the appropriate confidence and swagger to give a performance that turns otherwise rational young women into wannabe groupies. I mean, I would guess. Who knows. Is it getting hot in here?
That chorus! The irresistible lick and Turner’s lyrics wed in a most holy matrimony, best of all in the line so detailed it makes you feel like you’re there, “When you walked around your house wearing my sky blue Lacoste and your knee socks.” Wonder if he was thinking of anyone in particular…
Recently, we (meaning NeuralPop WASP and JAP) were talking about ice cream. Naturally the conversation devolved into how amazing chocolate tacos are and how there really should be more options in the world aside from Klondike’s obviously genius variety. Thankfully, chocolate tacos seem to be on the mind of manypeople these days, so we were able to scrounge up a few recipes that looking friggin’ awesome. If only we weren’t so lazy, we may give them a try. So do as we did: sit back and admire.