I’m probably too old for Polly Pocket and Monster High dolls, but Mattel made them Buffy the Vampire Slayer-themed, so apparently age is just another thing we’re ignoring in Sunnydale.
One inherited memoir. Four generations of family silence. When Mikan Road Was Ours asks what happens when the past you barely know has been shaping you all along.
Joyce Carol Oates has a talent for finding the exact moment an ordinary day starts to go very, very wrong. The Frenzy: Stories is dark, unsettling, and full of people making the kinds of choices you desperately wish you...
Move naturally, eat plants, know your neighbors — that’s basically the whole Blue Zone pitch. Turns out some communities are paying six figures a year for common sense.
Three sisters, one beloved beach house, and enough emotional baggage to sink the family boat. Down With the Shipmans has all the ingredients for juicy summer drama, but I kept waiting for the story to make bigger waves.
Models Inc. was messy, glamorous, wildly overdramatic 1990s soap perfection. Aaron Spelling turned a modeling agency into a runway-adjacent crime scene, and honestly, television was better for it.
Rachel Khong’s My Dear You comes in weird and stays weird, with stories about race, love, ghosts, sex dolls, God, and the general inconvenience of being human. Not every story lands, but even the misses are strange...
Next Time Will Be Our Turn by Jesse Q. Sutanto delivers a sweeping, emotionally heavy love story about identity, sacrifice, and the secrets families carry across generations. Find out why I gave the book 3.75/5 stars.
Three people were in that car. Only Mackenzie Shirilla got a documentary — Dominic Russo and Davion Flanagane deserved more. What else was left out of The Crash?
A 22-year-old on TikTok told me I’m too old to watch a college romance like Off Campus. I have never been more motivated to write 1,000 words in my life. I know we are not the target audience for Off Campus. I...