Pigtails, Stories, and New Reads
The story on how I fell in love with reading and Substack newsletters I recommend
I fell in love with reading when I was a little girl with pigtails high above my ears. My eyes excitedly gazing over the collection on my mother’s dresser: fancy perfumes, sparkly jewelry, and magical cursive letters. And then, at my grandmother’s house, intrigued by the titles of books by author’s whose words I was too young to read.1
The love for writing came later. Some part of elementary school an assignment: write a story and read it. Simple, but it changed my world. After writing and sharing the story to my classmates, I felt this energy to do it again-so I did.
I’m excited for this space: the opportunity to connect with writers and share with readers. Along with my monthly curated list of entertainment content, I’ll publish a biweekly thread on some of my Substack finds.
I’m discovering ways to join the Substack community. I like it here.
Feeling better about doom scrolling
On other social sites, I find myself doom scrolling until my eyes (and conscious) remind me it’s bedtime. With my new bedtime routine (archiving newsletters to read later) I’ve discovered a new world of writers full of talent, knowledge, and courage.
Here are five articles from newsletters I’ve recently saved:2
Because reading about wine in my spare time sounds like a good idea. I’ll go back to read more of this newsletter hopefully before my next grocery store run.
The graphics of this newsletter persuaded me to read more. The newsletter is described as, “the very public diary of New Yorker Magazine cartoonist Sarah Akinterinwa”.
The coliving experience is intriguing and it’s among many conversations. This niche newsletter is a helpful read for those considering this lifestyle or want to learn more about flexible living.
More than a casual read, Eniafẹ details her relationship with her mother: an evolving dynamic of permission and protection. After browsing a few of her articles I’m excited to read more from “a woman breaking into herself”. 3
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Yesterday I Cried: Celebrating the Lessons of Living and Loving is a book I remember reading at my grandmother’s house and it became my introduction to Iyanla Vanzant. This is a core memory from my childhood: the off-white pages, the pungent smell, and that book. Now I have a copy on my bookshelf. ☺️
This list is based on posts I’ve shared from random newsletters, I haven’t subscribed to them all yet-still browsing.
This description is spot on because most of us are somewhere trying to learn more about ourselves.
Love the link to 20 things I’ll cry about later, thanks for the share!
Ooh that coliving newsletter looks interesting! I’ve been hearing more and more about it and I’m totally intrigued. Thanks for sharing!