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Good Luck on Goodreads

Yesterday night, after I came here to tell you about The Good Luck Of Everything, I looked for the book on Goodreads and marked it as Read and rated it and even wrote a tiny review. And then, because I was still overwhelmed by the book and because the author – Matthew Quick – is on Goodreads, I messaged him to say the book was lovely and thank you.

A little bit later, I checked my email and found this:

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An actual signed postcard from an actual author. Of a book I gave 5 stars to. That’s just amazing, Zonk, and its really, really sweet of Matthew Quick to do this. He doesn’t know it, but he made a bad day feel better.

Good things happen on the internet. This is probably the highlight of my week :)

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“What have I been telling you since you were a boy? Whenever something bad happens to us,” Mom said as she tucked me into my new bed, insisting that I needed some sleep after staying up all night, “something good happens – often to someone else. And that’s the Good Luck Of Right Now. We must believe it. We must. We must. We must.”

- Matthew Quick

The Good Luck Of Right Now

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*smiley face*

Dear Zonk,

Yesterday’s posts sparked some really nice conversations, and today feels better for it. And so, here’s a post about a happy thing for a change: I’d put up a t-shirt design here a few weeks ago and because it met it’s goal of 20 pledges, it actually got printed. Also, because it overshot the goal and did well, it’s now a permanent design on Redwolf. Redwolf made me an id and a password and things (I still haven’t done anything with that) and I can track the sales my t-shirt makes. And also – this is the best bit – everytime someone buys a t-shirt, I get an email about it. I love getting these emails. Its like the Universe making a little smiley face at me every once in a while.

*smiley face*

PS. I have 16 emails so far.16. Woo!

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Bit players.

Dear Zonk,

People are getting married and quitting jobs and moving away, and I don’t like it at all. My sister’s married and moved out now; Niha will be married this week; C is making major changes and Ila leaves for Canada on the 18th.

I don’t like change, Zonk. I don’t like that growing up means losing people to social status changes and soul searching and geography. I don’t like that moving forward means leaving things behind. I don’t like that I can’t stand the thought of leaving and that, ergo, I am a thing that’s left behind.

Life is an inexplicably unfair and difficult thing, every way you look at it. A tragicomedy of massive proportions and we’re all just extras on the set,blustering through our bits with no idea of how the script goes.

I don’t like when people leave Zonk. And I don’t like to be reminded that no matter how we fill our days, we’re all just truly alone.

Love always,
K.

PS: Don’t leave. Okay? I like to think that this thing we have here is permanent and unchanging.

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