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Thursday, December 31, 2020

Captain's Log, Day 29: 2020 Can Take a Hike

 Date: December 31, 2020

Time of post: 7:00 PM

Quarantine Day: 281

Last Song I Listened To: "Lonely Hearts" by 5SOS

Last Person I Communicated With: was talking to the family just a few minutes ago

Last Thing I Ate: either a homemade cookie or a sausage ball (I was helping Mom cook, so I definitely stole some bites)

Last Thing I Read: fanfic

Current Mood: So ready for this year to be over!

One Thing I’ve Accomplished Today: lots of social media posts--and my makeup!

One Thing I Want To Accomplish Today: make it to next year--ba doom tss!

One Reason I’m Stressed Today: WHAT IF NEXT YEAR IS JUST AS BAD AS THIS YEAR?????

One Reason I’m Happy Today: WHAT IF NEXT YEAR IS BETTER THAN THIS YEAR?????

 

Dear Apocalypsers,

To quote Jane McKeene, who somehow started this whole Apocalypse adventure, “It has been a humdinger of a year.” To quote Taylor Swift, who has brought some of the only genuine joy to this year, “Long story short it was a bad time.”

But we’re here.

December 31st, 2020.

December 31, 2018--A happier time.


My absolute favorite thing about human nature is that every year, no matter what absolute horrors we faced the previous year, we assume the next year will be better. And there are some definite ways that I think 2021 will be better than 2020. New leadership is at the top of that list. Was Biden the best candidate out of all the Democratic nominee hopefuls? Not in my book. But is he infinitely better than Trump? Yes; it’s not even a comparison. I’m happy to have him in office, because it means we can start working toward making things better for so many people. Change isn’t a sprint, it’s a marathon, but at least we can finally start the damn race.

I was thinking about this year—I don’t seem to have much else to do but think—and if there’s any silver lining to the downhill dumpster fire that has been 2020, it’s that I’ve actually learned a lot about myself. Holing up in my apartment alone with just my cats has really forced me to come to terms with myself. For the first time in a long time, I didn’t have to do anything to please anyone else. I put on makeup when I wanted to because I wanted to. I wore cute dresses on my occasional errand outings because I wanted to. I sewed a bunch of patches onto a denim jacket because I wanted to. I baked when I wanted to and tried new recipes and ate french fries for dinner. I watched trashy reality TV and read fanfics and listened to One Direction and made Taylor Swift PowerPoints for fun.

I made myself happy and put myself first.

And that’s a huge breakthrough for me, because I know that I spend so much of my time doing things for other people. And, don’t get me wrong, I love helping people and doing nice things just because, and I spent a lot of this year writing cards and letters just because, but I can get carried away. I definitely do it, in part, to avoid my own problems, but I couldn’t do that this year. It was, weirdly, all about me. And that was uncomfortable and hard in a lot of ways, but also so freeing. Now there’s still a part of me that’s panicking: “What if they don’t like me when I’m not existing just for them?” And, like, maybe that’s a sign that they shouldn’t be in my life anyway. It’s so easy to say all this now; I guess we’ll see if I stick with it.

But I wanted to share with you (and Future Me) the different media that got me through this year, from songs to shows to books, because I’ve consumed a LOT of media:

MUSIC:

Oh, wow. I listened to so much music this year, to the point that I finally caved and upgraded my Spotify account. But I’ll start with my favorite albums that were released this year and my favorite song(s) on them:

·       Fine Line, Harry Styles—December 13, 2019

o   Fave Song(s): “Falling,” “Lights Up,” “Canyon Moon”




·      
Walls, Louis Tomlinson—January 31, 2020

o   Fave Song(s): “Two of Us,” “We Made It,” “Don’t Let It Break Your Heart”


·       Heartbreak Weather, Niall Horan—March 13, 2020

o   Fave Song(s): “Black and White,” “SanFrancisco,” “Still”




·      
CALM, 5 Seconds of Summer—March 27, 2020

o   Fave Song(s): “No Shame,” “Old Me,” “KillMy Time”




·       folklore, Taylor Swift—July 24, 2020

o   Fave Song(s): “invisible string,” “peace,” “epiphany”



·

 


      Confetti, Little Mix—November 6, 2020

o   Fave Song(s): “Gloves Up,” “My Love Won’tLet You Down,” “Breathe”







·      
Plastic Hearts, Miley Cyrus—November

o   Fave Song(s): “Angels Like You,” “High,”“Never Be Me”




·      

evermore, Taylor Swift—December 11, 2020

o   Fave Song(s): “‘tis the damn season,” “tolerate it,” no body, no crime (ft. HAIM)”




·       And here are a few individual songs that I really enjoyed: “Wish You Were Sober” by Conan Gray; “Boys Will Be Boys” by Dua Lipa; “killing boys” & “Finally // beautiful stranger” by Halsey; “I NeedYou Christmas” by the Jonas Brothers

But I also relived a lot of music from the 2010s, because that was a great era of pop music. I had a full blown One Direction phase for some reason. (Let’s be honest, I should have been into One Direction in high school; like, everything about my personality says that I should have been a huge Directioner [and, by extension, that I should have been creepily obsessed with the short-lived Taylor Swift x Harry Styles relationship of 2012-13].) But my friends didn’t think they were cool, so I just…didn’t. And I kind of regret it, because I’m like super into their music. I love a good boyband. So I familiarized myself with all 5 of their albums and all of the drama around the band. It was kind of like binge-watching 10 seasons of a show…and I’m so glad I didn’t have to live through the drama in real-time. Anyway, I do think my favorite album of theirs is Made in the A.M., but Four is a close second.

TV Shows:

2020 is also the year that I got a Netflix account. I had absolutely no time in undergrad or grad school, and didn’t want to waste the $10 a month to never open the app, but what better time to binge-watch than in the middle of quarantine. So here are some of my favorite shows that I watched this year. I also included the streaming service, since I also have an Amazon Prime account.

·       The Great British Baking Show, Netflix; 8 seasons and counting: Yes, I jumped on this bandwagon, and it’s a delight! Well, the first seasons are definitely far superior, but this show is perfect for having on while I wash dishes, and I almost always baking after I finish watching.

I love Tamal. What a mood.



·       The Big Flower Fight, Netflix; 1 season: It’s like GBBO but with flowers! It’s so, so wholesome! These teams just make giant flower sculptures. I loved it. The cast was just as colorful as the flowers.

·       Glow Up; Netflix; 2 seasons: This originally aired on BBC, and it’s a makeup competition show. I loved it. I finished it in no time, and it was so, so cool and creative and fun. Give me more of this.

·       Next In Fashion, Netflix; 1 season: I started watching fashion shows first, and this one was so fun. I fell madly in love with one of the contestants. I hope they do more seasons, because this is a good one. It’s just easy to watch.

·       Skin Wars, Netflix; 3 seasons: It’s a body-painting competition show from the mid-2000s, so this is prime mind-numbing reality TV. I don’t know, I just like creative shows, and this one is…something.

·       Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, Netflix; 3 seasons (the fourth is being released today, actually!): A darker version of the Sabrina the Teenage Witch that I grew up watching reruns of before school, but it’s so fun! I binged the first 3 seasons in about a week and a half this summer, and I ended up doing a presentation on it at a conference in November. I’ll link my presentation here!



·       Riverdale, Netflix; 4 seasons and counting: Yes, I went down this rabbit hole…and I was really, genuinely into the first season, and then it spiraled and sucked me in and I couldn’t escape. There’s no logic to this show. It’s ridiculous. What little plot is has is so full of holes that they twist the gaps into a surprise in the next season, and yeah. It’s so, so bad. But it’s so good for 2020.

·       Peaky Blinders, Netflix; 5 seasons and counting: Okay, a maybe unsurprising fun fact about me—I love a good romanticized, historical mobster drama, and this show is all that and British. It’s a wild ride, but it’s very good. No regrets.

·       The Queen’s Gambit, Netflix; 1 season: I watched this whole miniseries in an evening, and it was really captivating. I’m a sucker for any “woman enters a male-dominated industry” storyline, so this ended up being really good. I shouldn’t have put it off so long. I had it on my list since the day it dropped, but I didn’t watch it until this week.

·       Dash & Lily, Netflix; 1 season: OMG THIS WAS ALL THE GOOD HOLIDAY FEELINGS. SO WHOLESOME. SO FUN. THIS IS WHY I LOVE YA. And it was co-produced by Nick Jonas, so the Jonas Brothers had a cameo, and my life was complete.

·       New Girl, Netflix; 7 seasons: This is a rewatch for me, but I love it. I honestly still laugh out loud so hard every time.

This is equal parts ironic and hopeful


·       Making the Cut, Amazon Prime; 1 season: This was definitely one of my early binges, maybe even in tandem with Next in Fashion. This series was also really cool and fun (because I remember obsessing over Project Runway rerun marathons in middle and high school). I also remember this show have a killer soundtrack.

·       River Monsters, Amazon Prime; 9 seasons: I know it sounds weird, but this is the perfect show to have on as background noise. I’ve watched all 9 seasons, and I can’t tell you a single thing that happens. It’s great for having on while I’m doing chores or crafts. I’ve also picked up some random facts about arapaima.

·       Bones, Amazon Prime; 12 seasons: This is a family favorite, and I do love it, so a lot of times I’ll pick a random season and just start watching. I feel like it actually peaks around seasons 8 or 9 (and that might be a controversial opinion)



Books:

Okay, I’ll be honest: I didn’t read as much as I could have this year. Well, correction; I didn’t read a lot of published books this year. For me, reading is exhausting, and I mean that in the best way. I love “binge-reading.” If I had it my way, I’d just read a book cover-to-cover and do nothing else all day…but I didn’t really have the emotional energy for that this year, so I actually ended up reading a lot of fanfic. And I can read hundreds of thousands of words of fanfic a day…and I often did. Because I already knew the characters and settings, it was so much easier to adjust to. I didn’t have to do the emotional labor of getting to know characters and understand worlds. Fanfic is oddly comforting like that. So if I did read anything—especially as the year wore on—I wanted something that “read like a fanfic.” I want coffee shops and unrequited high school love and secret witches and enemies to lovers and fluffy fluffy fluffy fluff. Easy stuff. So here are some of my favorite books from this year—it’ll be a short list.

·       Dread Nation (2018) & Deathless Divide (2020) by Justina Ireland—these books are so good, like, wow! We read Dread Nation as part of my Apocalypse class, and I fell in love with Jane and Katherine and this wild world where zombies are overrunning the East Coast, and Kansas is this bizarre Old West dystopic utopia. So I bought the sequel in May and ate it up! I super recommend these books to anyone who likes YA dystopia.



·       These Witches Don’t Burn (2019) by Isabel Sterling—This book is exactly what I wanted when I wanted a light reading, high school romance/secret witches YA novel! It was sweet and funny and emotional and just fun to read! It was very “domestic fantasy,” where there’s no fantasy worldbuilding—just some normal teens with exes and secret magical powers and an evil power coming after them. Classic. Love it. Can’t wait to read the sequel.



·       Ship It (2018) by Britta Lundin—This might very well be fanfic, because fanfic and fandom is at the center of the storyline. And—exciting news!—it was written by a writer of Riverdale! So you know it’s wild! It’s such an easy thing to read, and, yeah, it’s more than a little cheesy, but it’s exactly what I was looking for this year!





·       Felix Ever After (2020) by Kacen Callender—After being promised this had a happy ending because I refused to read anything sad this year (thanks Dustin!), I opened this book, and I thought it was fresh and real and honest and fun, and it tugged at all my heartstrings. To be fair, there are some not so happy parts of this book, but it all works out!



·       The Black Flamingo (2019) by Dean Atta—My first novel in verse, and this was a beautiful story about identity and self-acceptance and strength. I think I read it in, like, 2 days! It’s the kind of book that will leave you thinking for days, and the language—wow! Honestly, put this one in a museum; it’s gorgeous!



·       My To-Be-Read Pile:

o   The Ravens (2020) by Danielle Paige and Kass Morgan

o   The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes (2020) by Suzanne Collins (got it for Christmas!)

o   Tweet Cute (2020) by Emma Lord (got it for Christmas!)

o   You Should See Me in a Crown (2020) by Leah Johnson (I got it as a Secret Santa gift from Mikayla!)

o   Cinder (2012) by Marissa Meyer (I got it as a Secret Santa gift from Mikayla! I’m finally going to hop on this train!)

So that’s what I did this year, and I genuinely enjoyed it. I also made a lot of crafts and only washed my hair like once a week. I got a little bit better at makeup and learned how to pose in a picture and not hate how I looked. That doesn’t seem like a lot, but those are some big wins for me.

I also, you know, passed my defense, got my Master’s degree, had a very exciting academic thing happen (if you know, you know), and am teaching full time now while I wait out this pandemic.

I made some Twitter friends, thanks in part to that conference, and I’ve actually managed to write some. Not a lot, but some. So I’m so excited what the future holds. I can’t help but think there are good things on the horizon, and I think that’s because I am doing what I enjoy. And I don’t want to be ashamed of those things (like I might have been in, say, high school). These are the things that got me through the hellscape that was 2020. And that makes them good and valid. And just because I like 2010s boyband pop and want to write 17, 000 words about Taylor Swift’s new album and read stories with happy endings doesn’t mean I’m not incredibly smart and fierce and capable of kicking someone’s ass if I need to.

I am a woman.

I contain multitudes.

And you’re going to see exactly what that means in 2021.

(As soon as we’re all vaccinated.)

 

Until then, may the odds be ever in our favor,

Katie 

(PS: I just realized that because I usually spend NYE in the Eastern time zone, this year is technically an hour longer than last year. And, honestly, how freaking fitting.)


Sunday, December 13, 2020

Captain’s Log, Day 25: “long story short,” Taylor Swift Says “‘tis the damn season” for Surprise Albums, and I’d “tolerate it” for “evermore” Because She Brings Me So Much “happiness”

 Date: December 13, 2020

Time of post: 3:32 AM

Quarantine Day: 263

Last Song I Listened To: “evermore” by Taylor Swift

Last Person I Communicated With: Noelle Braaten on Zoom

Last Thing I Ate: butterscotch candy

Last Thing I Read: fanfic (that's all I read these days!)

Current Mood: pretty shook about 2 T. Swift albums in 2020, if I'm honest

One Thing I’ve Accomplished Today (technically yesterday): finished the box of wine I got at Thanksgiving!

One Thing I Want To Accomplish Today: finish packing

One Reason I’m Stressed Today: packing

One Reason I’m Happy Today (technically yesterday): The English Department had its holiday party over Zoom, and I got to be part of the reading! (I played Miss Prism in our abridged scenes from The Importance of Being Earnest)

 

The cover of Taylor Swift's 9th studio album, evermore

Dear Apocalypsers,

She. Did. It. Again.

About 7:45AM the morning of December 10, 2020, I was rather rudely awoken by the persistent buzzing of my phone—a group chat was going off…and going off…and going off. It was too early, so I almost just silenced my phone without checking it, but then I saw two words guaranteed to make me pay attention: “Taylor Swift.” Apparently, my friends have grownup jobs that require them to be awake before 8AM on a weekday, so they got the Tay news as soon as it dropped. Meanwhile, I had been awake until 3 or 4AM and wasn’t planning on being awake for another 2-4 hours.

My friends get me

“What ‘Tay news’?” you ask.

Taylor Alison Swift announced her ninth studio album, evermore, and my friends were right—I did break when I found out.

Please ignore my typos;
 I was half-asleep and freaking out.



This woman has put out 3 albums in 15 months: Lover (August 23, 2019); folklore (July 24, 2020), and evermore (December 11, 2020). [Side note: if I was a hardcore Twitter Swiftie—which is its own specific vibe—I’d say something about how releasing Lover in August when all her previous album releases were late October or November was an Easter egg for the song “august” on folklore.]

Peep what I changed
 the groupchat name to

I’m going to be honest—I’m still processing. She’s written (at least) 34 songs since late April, created 2 music videos, and filmed one concert/documentary for Disney+. Now, I haven’t been unproductive, necessarily, but I haven’t done that!! There are days where I just feel sad and blah and lay on my couch in the dark until my phone needs charged, and then I go lay in my bed while it charges. But if we date the beginnings of folklore from her now-infamous “not a lot going on at the moment” Instagram post on April 27th (which Aaron Dessner has confirmed was around the time they started collaborating), then there’s only 32 weeks and 3 days between that post and the evermore announcement. That means that she’s written more than one album-quality song a week during the pandemic…and I’m in shock.


I will never be able to reiterate enough that Taylor Swift is a musical legend. And I have literally cried about the fact that not only am I alive at the same time as her, but I’m in the right age group to be her fan. I remember watching her first music videos on CMT when I was 11. (“OurSong” is particularly special to me.) I remember wearing out the repeat button on my purple portable CD player listening to “The Other Side of the Door” the Christmas that the Fearless: Platinum Edition (2009) CD was released. I remember buying Speak Now (2010) with my own money and immediately putting it into that same purple portable CD player as soon as my family got into our minivan. And that CD player was the first place I heard “All Too Well”—and where I replayed it dozens of times upon first listening to Red (2012). I remember Taylor’s transition to pop music my freshman year of college and watching the “BlankSpace” music video on my lofted dorm room bed. I remember forcing my non-Swiftie best friend to watch the “Look What You Made Me Do” on the floor of her apartment our senior year. I remember the K*nye drama and the ridicule and Taylor deleting her social media. I remember letting my students watch the “ME!” music video in class when I was a GTA and, the next semester, using “The Man” to talk about gender in our visual analysis unit. And I remember (vividly) the delirious elation I felt when she announced folklore this summer. (Relive it with me here.)

This is, in many ways, a thank you letter to Taylor. Her music is what I've been turning to for almost half my life, and these 2 latest albums have been highlights during the most difficult year of my life. I think what drew me to her originally were her lyrics. Even at 15 & 16, she was writing these stories--about love and loss and pain and life--with the sweetest, most specific details that made me feel like we were part of each other's lives, like I knew her and she knew me. (I wonder if she would have done that had she known all the hell she'd get for it from critics. I like to think she would. She's a storyteller, and the haters really are just gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate.) I mean, sure, there is a lyric in "A Perfectly Good Heart" that goes "It's not unbroken anymore" which isn't exactly Shakespeare, but that album also gave us "So you come away with a great little story of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you" ("Cold As You") and "I guess it's true that love was all you wanted / 'Cause you're giving it away like it's extra change / Hoping it will end up in his pocket / But he leaves you out like a penny in the rain / Oh, 'cause it's not his price to pay" ("Tied Together With a Smile")--which I think are two of the most viscerally painful lyrics at least of her country albums. 

For me, Taylor understands what makes us human, and she articulates it better than people with 2 or 3 English degrees. You don't even have to be going through a breakup to understand, "And you call me up again just to break me like a promise, so casually cruel in the name of being honest" ("All Too Well"). The imagery, especially in her country days, is delightfully specific--and somehow universal in that specificity. To use "All Too Well" again (partially because it's considered by a lot of people to be her best song), the second verse opens like this:

"Photo album on the counter

Your cheeks were turning red

You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin sized bed

And your mother's telling stories about you on the tee ball team

You taught me about your past thinking your future was me"

 And the second chorus goes:

"'Cause there we are again in the middle of the night

We're dancing 'round the kitchen in the refrigerator light

Down the stairs, I was there

I remember it all too well"

You might not have those specific moments with an ex-love, but you know that feeling of learning about each other's lives and meeting their families and trying to fit yourself into their world. You have those moments of intimacy where it was just the two of you and it felt like the whole world.  Hell, I don't even have an ex-love, and I can relate to that feeling! I've lost friendships I thought would last forever. I've watched friends get hurt by their own Jake Gyllenhaals. 


Taylor has gotten a lot of flack for writing about her love life, and I could go on and on about how sexist that is, but what you learn from all those heartbreak songs is that she wants what we all want--to be loved. That's the topic of some of the greatest poems and plays and novels and films in history. And Taylor's love songs--including break up songs--are just her trying to find that love, even "when it's hard or it's wrong or [she's] making mistakes" to quote "New Year's Day."

There are plenty of Taylor Swift songs from her first 7 albums that aren't about romantic love, but I won't list them...yes I will: "Tied Together With a Smile," "A Place in This World," "The Outside," "Fifteen," "The Best Day," "Change," "Innocent," "Mean," "Never Grow Up," "The Lucky One," "22," "Welcome to New York," "Shake It Off," "Bad Blood," "I Did Something Bad," "Look What You Made Me Do," "This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things," "The Man," "Soon You'll Get Better," "You Need To Calm Down" (and these are just the ones that are explicitly not about a romantic relationship; I'd also argue that "Afterglow," "ME!," "Clean," and "I'm Only Me When I'm With You" don't have to be read as romantic, either).

From my folklore inspired 
photoshoot in November: "I'm still
on that tightrope /I'm still trying
everything to get you
laughing at me" ("mirrorball")
I would, however, that all her songs are about love in some way--love of friends, family, self, music. Maybe that's why I love her. Because I've watched her grow from a kid looking for her place in this world and hoping to settle down with her own prince charming into a woman who knows her worth and has found someone who sees it, too. 

And I've grown up right beside her.

And this doesn't even get into folklore, where her storytelling returned with a vengeance and instead of giving us accounts of her private life, she gave us worlds with characters and settings that we could very well could find in our own hometowns. From James skating down the sidewalk in front of their ex's house ("betty") to a small town with a single movie theater screen ("this is me trying") to Centennial Park and the invisible string that ties two people together ("invisible string"), folklore just confirms that Taylor Swift probably has some kind of spellcasting magic in her blood with the way she manipulates language. She's certainly had me under her spell for a while.


"Please picture me in the weeds" ("seven")

"Please picture me in the trees" ("seven")

I’ve grown up with Taylor Swift, and I’ve loved her through every era—even when she “wasn’t cool” when I was in high school, even when she was “basic” in undergrad, and even when half the world thought she was a snake.

But now it’s 2020, and I think you’re the uncool one if you can’t admit to liking Taylor Swift, or, at the very least, appreciating what she’s done for the music industry. She’s fought for better artist compensation on streaming services and for artists to be able to own the rights to their own music (as opposed to their record labels owning them)—and good news! She outright owns all of Lover, folklore, and evermore after leaving Big Machine Records and signing with Republic. (There is so much drama around the masters recordings of her first 6 albums, but she is re-recording them so that she’ll own them, too!)

But, okay. Now we have folklore and evermore both released in 2020, and Taylor has called them sisters.

In a letter to the fans, she wrote:

“I’ve never done this before. In the past I’ve always treated albums as one-off eras and moved onto planning the next one after an album was released. There was something different with folklore. In making it, I felt less like I was departing and more like I was returning. I loved the escapism I found in these imaginary/not imaginary tales. I loved the ways you welcomed the dreamscapes and tragedies and epic tales of love lost and found into your lives. So I just kept writing them.”

As I write this, it’s just after 1AM on Taylor’s 31st birthday. She’s been releasing music since she was 16, and I get the feeling that she’ll be doing it for—well—evermore. And, if I may paraphrase a song from her debut album, “When I’ll be 83, she’ll be 89 / I’ll still look at her like the stars that shine.”

Forever & Always, Long Live, evermore,

Katie