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Maybe you want that, too. Maybe you want to find that spark again. Maybe you want to be reminded what it’s like to work with good people in a good place
Indeed :)
We all need a little wistfulness from time to time.
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Somehow, Jenny makes spirit Friday look like a fashion show, whereas I treat it like the casual day it is meant to be.
I would be Jenny.
There’s nothing impractical about looking good, Mac.
I keep waiting for Jenny to start surreptitiously limping so I can gloat about my gloriously comfortable shoes, but her stride remains unbroken.
Yep, again, I would be Jenny, suffering in silence
They say the only way to get over someone is to get under someone else.
I can't tell you how many times I've been told this. In my 20s sure. Now in my 30s, not so much.
“I just mean let’s sit outside. I promise not to take you off the premises. I’d like to hear more of you and less of this.
That's cute
“I do. Do you?” He sounds eager. I nod. He sits upright a little, his eyes sparkling again. It is clear I have opened a treasure trove for him. “Let me guess your favorite book.”
Cute opener
“I’ve got it. Mary Shelley!” he exclaims. I burst into more laughter. “What? No!”
I like this guy already, but who wouldn't like men written by women. -sa-woon-
Okay, so what do you read when you’re reading for fun?” “Isn’t all reading fun?”
-sa-woon-
“I hate pumpkin coffee drinks.”
YAS. Me too
I wake up several hours later to sunlight streaming through the edges of my blinds and the smell of coffee and omelets wafting through my door. Jenny is an amazing cook,
What a trooper to come in late and then get up to make breakfast
It is exactly the kind of book Jenny would read and then recommend to me, even though I’m more of a fan of rom-coms and not… whatever this is.
its me lol
Next to me, Daniel speaks up. “One might say fate has brought this opportunity right to your doorstep.”
lol!
His latest—Bones of Me—was a complete success, winning the National Book Award for Fiction and shortlisted for the Booker Prize.
Wow. High praise
Daniel for the way the memory of his stupid hands on my stupid waist is still making my stupid stomach do somersaults in my belly.
lol
he’s hot for teacher.
song reference?
grabbing a pink blouse, black slim-cut pants, and black ankle boots with a little heel.
Cute option
It smells like plain black coffee. I take a sip. I desperately want to be angry at this entire situation, but having coffee delivered to my desk is a definite perk. “Did I guess right?” he asks. From the self-assured way he is regarding at me, I can tell my face must have softened a little as I drank. “Yes.”
Ugh I want this, a guy to guess my coffee order correctly.
“Sugar free caramel latte, extra shot, extra whip,” he admits begrudgingly. “It is not,” I say in disbelief. He shrugs sheepishly, and I laugh triumphantly. “No frills indeed.”
i love the opposite stereotype of girls with frills and guys with simple orders
Why you gotta come here? You never went to school?” Christian Gutierrez speaks up
hahaha
“Okay, fine. I guess something not many people know about me is that I never wanted to be a writer.” He frowns at me. “Why would that be something anyone would know or not know about you?” “Well, most people think that, if you study literature and especially if you teach English, you must have wanted to be a writer at some point.
I still want to write a book
“Yeah. I was reading it when we were texting, and he asked what I was reading, so I told him. He downloaded it right then and started reading it.” Jenny hits me playfully with the book, laughing. “You and Evans reading the same sexy book might as well be some kind of nerdy foreplay.”
“Good night, Lizzy Bennet!” I pull the pillow off my face. “How does that even fit?” I call after her. “Come on, it’s obvious!” she returns. I hear her shoes scrape against the entryway tile as she pulls them on. “He’s a rich guy trying to woo you; you’re a witty, well-read commoner who is trying to convince yourself you want nothing to do with him. You’re one saving-your-little-sister-from-a-ruined-reputation situation away from falling madly in love.” “I don’t have a little sister,” I yell, staring up at my ceiling. “No, but you have me!” I hear her stand and grab her purse off the barstool
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“You weren’t going to let that guy make you feel anything less than your full worth. It was inspirational, if I’m being honest.”
“When you’re good at what you do, there’s always someone waiting for every chance to cut you down.
stark reminder that this is actually one of the first things they teach you about students who come to your classroom already feeling like failures. You have to untangle who made them feel that way before you can make any real progress, and you almost always find out some adult in their past told them they were bad at something and broke them down.
The first thing I want you to do is look for places where the author wants you to feel something. Choose appropriate colors for this. Red is for anger or passion. Yellow could be for happy. Blue for sad. You get the idea.” “Green for envy?”
Then, the second time you read the story, I want you to focus on how the author has made you feel these things. What has he or she done to evoke those feelings? One of the most important things we can do as readers is try to decipher what we literature nerds call ‘authorial intent,’ which is just a fancy way of saying what the author wanted to achieve.”
“Good writers evoke feelings in us,”
beauty of literature. It makes us feel.
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it’s safe to feel an entire range of emotion we may otherwise hold ourselves back from in real life. Good writing evokes this in us, and g...
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You were in here yesterday talking about how the people around you have consistently made you feel like your work is shit, and I wanted to show you that it’s not. I wanted to show you that you can make even hardened teenagers feel.
his sleeves are rolled up, showing his forearms.
Thats hot
Teenagers do think Parent-Trapping single adults is either hilarious or helpful.”
“It’s an interesting experience not being the most famous one in the room,” he says playfully.
Usually me, knowing people when i go out.
Not one of them has my heart feeling like it has been wrung dry watching how much she cares about people without worrying about what she’s going to get in return.
So, I understand if you’re reluctant to jump into whatever this is, but I can assure you there’s nothing about this that feels like a fling to me.”
your hard parts meet his soft parts to cause the most pain.” A harsh laugh flies out of me, and she smiles brightly, wiggling her fingers goodbye.
I do want you to consider what makes a monster, and whether a human can be more of one than an actual monster.”
Now, who can tell me what a foil is?” A few hands shoot up, but Warren calls out the answer: “Two opposite characters who exist to highlight things in each other.”
Justin and Warren practically ate him alive.” Daniel looks offended, but I can tell he is only teasing. “Excellent hyperbole, but that’s not what happened,”
“All night?” I ask, incredulous. “Can they honestly afford to give you multiple sugar free caramel lattes with an extra shot and extra whip?” His eyebrows shoot up. “You remember my coffee order?” “Isn’t that a thing friends do?” I’m trying to keep it light, but I draw back a little when I remember just how tentative our friendship is. He shakes his head slightly. “I don’t think it is.”
want to be what you need today. And if what you need is me to be gone, I’ll leave.” He squeezes my hands lightly. “But I don’t want you to think you’re saving me from something if you send me away.
but one thing I know clearly is that I want to be here with you, Mac. With all of you. Even the messy parts.”
told me he wanted to be here with even the messy parts of me.” She lets out a low whistle. “Did you melt right there or what?”
And besides, so what if it’s a little reckless? The best things usually are.”
It was the same with every breakup or heartache she experienced—cheeseburgers, wine, and three weeks of wallowing.
And every time one of us was sad about something, she’d come in with the cheeseburgers and wine, and after three weeks, she’d come back and take us out.”
