Becky Robison

I finished my Fall 2024 playlist at the beginning of October—I just haven’t had a chance to blog about it. Better do it now before autumn escapes entirely and we rush headlong into winter.

Recently The Conversation Project asked me to write a blog post about grief for them. And today that blog post is out in the world: “Laughing in the Face of Death: Joy as Coping Mechanism.”

And now, the post you’ve been waiting for: part two of the twenty books I’ve read since the last time I remembered to blog.

I have finished twenty books since I last blogged about my reading. Whoops. I shall now attempt to catch up in two, ten-book posts. I’ll keep the reviews short, for everyone’s sake.

Big news: I’ve been awarded an artist’s residency from the Kentucky Foundation for Women!

My Summer 2024 Playlist shreds. And in the rare moments it doesn’t shred, it boogies.

I have been slacking on my reading blogs. I’ll have to cover February (many books) and March (few books) in one go.

Initially I was thinking the theme of my Spring 2024 playlist was “desperation,” but that’s not quite right. It’s more like…the feeling of being full to bursting, one raindrop too many in a dark, rumbling cloud ready to storm.

I went on a little rant about one of my biggest corporate writing pet peeves, and today Slate was good enough to publish it: “We’re Going to Be Using ‘We’ a Little Less.”

New year, new books. I’m already off to a strong start with 7 books in January.