We're just trying to get through quarantine without our brains turning to jelly from anxiety. Here's some poetry we wrote from our quarantine - no emulation or scorekeeping needed. Just us and our keyboards!
Author: Chrissy Schreiber
Don’t Let the Sun Go Down on May
.... because then it'll be Twilight. Get it? We've got a new episode coming your way and a fun throwback for May's book. Come check us out, and thanks for sticking around!
Minisode 36: Jin and Collins – She a Long Boi
It finally happened - we repeated a poet. Is it any wonder that Billy Collins is the world's favorite poet? Tune in for some lengthy poetry this week!
April QOTM
"It was so easy to disappear, so easy to deny knowledge, so very easy in the smoke and din to mask that something dark had taken root. This was Chicago, on the eve of the greatest fair in history."- Erik Larson, The Devil in the White City
April in the White City
We're back and we're troubleshooting some interesting challenges. How do you record an amateur podcast from different cities? You improvise! Check out our most recent episode on The Devil in the White City.
March QOTM
"It also meant she thought of books as medication and sanctuary and the source of all good things. Nothing yet had proven her wrong."- Abbi Waxman, The Bookish Life of Nina Hill
Podcasting in a Pandemic
We know you're getting a lot of messages from the companies you buy from, the jobs you need desperately, and the people you love dearly. We don't want to overwhelm you. We just want to tell you that we're here, we're listening, and we love you.
The Bookish Life of Marching Hills
A pandemic can't stop us! We're still chugging along, writing poetry and reading books - lots of books. March means love stories - what will we pick?
February QOTM
"And everyone on earth knows if you have the respect of a cat it means your soul is worth being around."- Kira Jane Buxton, Hollow Kingdom
Minisode 35: Lyrics 9 – You’re Full of Dirt, but Damn You’re Sexy
Lyrics by Chrissy Schreiber: "Tea Dregs" to the tune of "Easier" by Michael MedranoI'm squeezing you out of meSqueeze like you're the dregs of my teaLike effort, love, and loyaltyStir in sadness like it's honeyYou left me winded and lostAll of my insides disagreeBut I need to drink up, drink upTime is running out "Slick [...]
(Read) Between the Vines 