Everyone’s talking about that weird thing you said last night. We even started a separate group chat without you to talk about it. We’re all applying that one weird moment to your entire personality despite having known you for years.

TIL that ZERO three-star restaurants in paris are open on sundays

The Princess of Wales is missing and the spare Prince is in exile and the King is treating his cancer with herbs. If this were the 1300s France would be looking to invade.

The new croissant taking Paris by storm bbc.in/3v3fY55

Montolieu: The French village dedicated to books bbc.in/4c48Hmi

At the public library, is it socially acceptable for me to say...

'En fait ça t'embête d'aller te curer les dents aux toilettes ?'

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it's 8:11 and i've just started my second pot of coffee but other than that

Trying to find nicer ways to tell people I think they’re overthinking something

When you live abroad but mainly work with Americans so include an abject apology at the top of every email you send on Thanksgiving.

#journolife

That sweet, sweet moment when you finally get the interview you need to make your story extraordinary. #journolife

'What awaited me, I hoped, would be the closest earthly incarnation of the library from Beauty and the Beast...'

ow.ly/yq0650PZFlO

Thank you to Emily Monaco for writing about a stay at Gladstone's Library.

Andrea wasn’t sure she’d ever taken the subway before. (Her mother didn’t believe people were made for being underground, “like rats.”)

#amwriting #1linewed

She watched the headmistress' face flickering among emotions Andrea herself could not parse. She settled, finally, on a smile that wanted to be reassuring, and it was in that smile that Andrea finally wondered if she should be afraid. #1linewed

Being a freelance writer is just writing 'Unfortunately I rarely have visibility on run dates, but if I hear anything, I'll be sure to let you know!' until you die.

hey sorry I missed your text, I am processing a non-stop 24/7 onslaught of information with a brain designed to eat berries in a cave

The only way to remain sane while betas read my WIP is of course to begin a new one.

'Andrée was alone in Paris, but she was anything but lonely.'

#1linewed #amwriting

'Hey Siri, how can you tell if a goat is pregnant?' #fictionwritersoftwitter

Grace stepped into the next room: a mahogany table set for eight guests who would never arrive, twenty-four forks destined to remain here, tine-side-up, for eternity, never to touch another person’s lips. Something about it filled some unseen cup inside her.

#1linewed

Shards of porcelain were coated in slick yellow oil; bits of odiferous fish clung to the chair legs. Grace stood amid it all, hands around her ears, trying to focus. Paper towel? No, wasteful. Sponge? No, too messy. Dustpan & broom? Idem. Think, stupid, think.

#1linewed