Confession: I guess I lied when I said I probably wouldn’t watch Freeform anymore after Pretty Little Liars ended. Well, I was wrong because something magical slipped into that 9pm time slot. My favorite show on television right now is Freeform’s The Bold Type. Yes, I love Game of Thrones in all of its dragon splendor, but The Bold Type just speaks to me. The show follows three friends in New York City, working for a women’s magazine called Scarlett. I want Jacqueline to be my life coach. I want to sit on the floor in that merchandising closet with my girl friends and figure out life – how to pay your rent when you just took a job that pays less than you were making, or commiserating when you had a meltdown and yelled at your boss in the middle of the office, or when you started a relationship that could actually be great and got scared and broke it off on an impulse. The acting is brilliant. If it were any other show, these plots delivered by any other actresses you would think it was cheesy. No. Here, they’re delivered with sass, wit, class. The execution is spot on. The writing is fabulous. Honestly, I wish I could be a fly on the wall in their writer’s room, just to pick these genius’s brains. (Hence why I follow them on Twitter.) The creators of The Bold Type found a way to combine the funny one liners from Pretty Little Liars, with the heart of girlfriendship of Sex and the City, and the grit of relatable dramas like This Is Us or Gilmore Girls. Sure there are jokes, there are quirky story lines, but at the end of the day it’s people taking care of each other. These girls are seriously going after their dreams, (kicking their heels off and running down city streets barefoot to go after what they want – style.) I think you could be a twenty something, thirty something, forty, fifty etc. something and find a way to relate to this show. The pep talks Jacqueline gives the girls, or they give each other, or their coworkers pass along – they’re pep talks we all need to hear sometimes. It’s a good reminder watching other people make mistakes, that one screw up isn’t the end of the world. Your most mortifying moments will be put behind you, and you’ll move on – growing thicker skin in the journey. As an extra perk the music is wonderful, and I’ve found new songs to obsess over every week. I can not tell you how refreshing this show has been. I look forward to Tuesdays knowing it will make me laugh, cry, contemplate, or push myself to change my circumstances. You can access FreeForm online and catch up on the episodes. It airs Tuesday nights on Freeform. No one is paying me to type this, or promote it, (though hey – I wouldn’t hate it, haha.) I’m just sincerely obsessed with this show, and want everyone I know to give it a shot! Don’t miss the latest episode airing tonight!
Hey, seeing as I’ve had a Third Eye Blind CD on repeat in my car for a week again, I’m sharing another Flashback Friday song today. “Motorcycle Drive By” might be one of my favorite songs of all time, no lie. It has special calming powers. So, if the morning gets off to a rough start, or I’m driving home after a horrendous day – turn it up, roll the windows down, (doesn’t hurt when the beach looks pretty on the drive) and sing along – all will be well. At least for the duration of the track, and then my trick? Play it again…and again. It’s just that good. I mean the whole album is amazing. Dive into nostalgia and give it a listen if you haven’t in a while.
I read this in less than 24 hours. It’s a page turner, it’s exciting, Ware’s writing is great. This was exactly the type of mystery I was looking for. The story begins with Lo in her apartment in England, being awoken by her cat who keeps nudging her. Of course, she tried to sleep it off…until she heard a noise. (If you’re a restless sleeper because of everything that “goes bump in the night,” then this is probably your worst nightmare.) The noise wasn’t just the refrigerator or the air conditioner or some banal house sound, it was an intruder. The physical harm the intruder caused was minimal, but the psychological damage was much more than Lo lets on to her coworkers, boyfriend, neighbors, police, etc. Of course, who could blame her? It was a violation of her privacy, and she was trapped in her own home, and her cell phone was stolen. So! That was a bit of a jarring opener to Lo’s story. Amidst the whole, get all her credit cards sorted, and a new phone, calling locksmiths, and all the other unpleasantries that go along with being robbed – we find out that Lo was prepping for a big gig for her journalism job with a travel magazine that would hopefully open doors for her to climb up the industry ladder. With Lo’s boss in the hospital, she’s supposed to fill in as a guest – taking a cruise on a luxury liner, and reporting back all the details, and hopefully schmoozing some advertising deals with fellow passengers in the process. With Lo’s luck running a bit amuck lately, of course everything doesn’t go quite as planned. Ruth Ware writes intently. It’s easily to imagine Lo’s surroundings, how she’s dressed, whether the person she’s conversing with is a snobby jerk, etc. You’d think maybe with a story that opens with a burglary, that’s where the mystery would be…think again. Ten cabins on this ship, and not everyone is accounted for at the first dinner. Dun, dun, dun.
With recent thrillers like Gone Girl or The Girl On the Train maybe you’re wondering as a reader, is Lo a reliable narrator? Well, that’s up to you to read and find out.
Who’s the woman in cabin 10? Does Lo have reason to be suspicious of her fellow passengers? An ex-flame? Her boyfriend who’s off on a work trip (what’s their status anyway?)
I love that Ruth Ware doesn’t belittle the reader. I hate when we’re clonked over our heads with repeated facts, and the dots are connected so cleanly way before a story is wrapped up, as if not to give readers a chance to speculate their own theories – she does the opposite.
Is there anything more healing than driving on a rainy day with the stereo turned way up, singing along to Fleetwood Mac’s Rumours album? Okay, maybe…dancing around your room, sipping on wine, as the vinyl spins. But really, there’s a reason this album never gets old, why it has such staying power. Because it’s timeless, because it’s soulful, and because those jams…who can skip a Fleetwood Mac song, let alone resist singing along to it? So, for a Friday flashback I’ve got “Silver Springs” for you. This was actually a B-Side to “Go Your Own Way,” so it’s more of a hidden gem. Don’t ask me my favorite Fleetwood song because that’s next to impossible; they’re all so good! I just read a tweet the other day, someone somehow made it through almost 30 years of life without familiarizing themselves with this lovely album – if that’s you: get on it! You won’t be disappointed.
Is it really summer if you don’t read a Sarah Dessen book? YOu may recall that Dessen’s latest Once and For All was on my list of anticipated reads for this year. Now that I’ve read it, I just want to be immersed in the story again. As you know, I’m not a fan of formulaic writing (exactly why you don’t want to get me started on Nicholas Sparks books.) Although some may think that Dessen’s novels are predictable, I on the other hand am pleasantly surprised by her plot twists. There was a gut punch in Once and For All that I wasn’t expecting, (which is sometimes a delicious surprise, but here I was biting my lip, and trying not to cry.) Okay, okay I’m getting ahead of myself. Once and For All chronicles the summer before Louna goes off to college. Her mom owns a wedding planning business with her best friend William. Louna is used to not getting caught up in the “magic” of weddings, constantly seeing the bridezillas or the behind the scenes meltdowns, but you have to wonder how a teenager got so jaded. What happened that makes her question if true love is real? Well, you’ll find out. I love that in this story, we’re introduced to Louna’s best friend Jilly, and the trouble maker ADD son of a client Ambrose – both of their personalities balance out Louna’s serious nature. Ambrose is completely unpredictable, and Jilly is all about “living your best life” (however you do that!) As the story unravels we learn about Louna’s past, maybe what makes her skeptical or hesitant, and we’re also reminded that people aren’t always what they seem to be on the surface. It’s a great summer read, as Dessen finds a way to take us back to her favorite endless possibility beach town, Colby, and even teenagers working hard in the summer have to let lose once in a while. I read this entry on Sarah Dessen’s website where she wrote about some of the things that inspired Once and For All (two babysitters simultaneously planning their own very different weddings.) Then I stumbled across this passage, which not only sums up the heart of Once and For All, but it’s also pretty accurate about life:
As I started to think about all this, I began taking it wider, to the idea of how many “perfect” things we want, or are allowed. I’d had everything I wanted with SAINT ANYTHING: maybe I’d never get that again. Louna, my narrator, has this amazing first love and thinks that’s her only chance, her once and for all. But life goes on, even after those walking into the sunset moments. We can’t always have a perfect day, or a perfect experience. We need to take those great moments, though, and appreciate them. It’s tough for us perfectionists, but it’s true. The best stories, I have learned, often come when things don’t go as you planned. (source)