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Literarily Fangirling Right Now

The other day, I freaked out when I discovered that I have three degrees of separation from a winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature.

HOW GEEKY IS THAT.

Back in middle school, I had a friend who was somehow related to Anthony Kiedis. She had a tape (yes, an actual tape) of him walking through the background at a family reunion. Coolness. I didn't freak out about it, though.

Some months ago, my fairy godsister Leyna, an artistic soul from L.A. who lived for a little while in my Midwestern snowdrift town before returning to the sunshine, reported that she had bicycle-delivered some fresh-baked artisan bread to a pool party at Moby's house. Coolness, right? I like Moby. I have at least one Moby album somewhere, on CD, I'm pretty sure. I thought that was awesome, but I didn't freak out about it.

Anyway... Then the other day, I was thinking about the books that have left the greatest impression on me, and I decided to write up a Goodreads review for My Name Is Red by Orhan Pamuk, which is not only a masterpiece of a novel but has one of the most beautiful translations from another language to English that I've ever read. I shared it on Facebook, and then this happened:

I read this book a while back, but I keep thinking about it. Recommended to anyone looking for a beautifully written, literary murder mystery with a multicultural, historical setting!
Posted by Jeannie Miernik on Saturday, April 2, 2016


I made that boy-band-love screaming sound. BUT LITERARILY.

(Aside: Merriam-Webster says "literarily" is a real adverb. LULZ.)

Fully aside from her brushes with famous people, Leyna herself is a fascinating person to follow on her adventures. She's down-to-earth--literally--spending much of her time teaching urban schoolchildren how to grow and cook fresh food. This woman can make elementary school kids eat beets.

She's one heck of a taste-maker in the kitchen and has given me the experience of some of the best bread, meat, and ice cream ever ever ever. She's also given me some of my favorite hand-me-down clothes.


Hanging out with Leyna in Michigan is kind of like getting a surprise hit of that ferocious California sunshine that makes you SMILE and turns up the color on everything. I miss her bright presence here, but it was so sad to see her wrapped up in a sleeping-bag-size parka all the time, and it is a joy to watch her adventures in her sunny natural habitat. If you need some quirky inspiration in your life, you should go follow Leyna too.

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