Rabbit rabbit! Welcome to a new week and a new month. I didn’t plan this, but my first read of March was a memoir about a wild hare, and yes, I know hares are different from rabbits, but it still feels appropriate and correct. I also watched a couple of good movies last week that I’m excited to talk about, so without further ado, let’s get into it:
Currently reading
Since seeing Grady Hendrix on tour at the end of January, I’ve been looking forward to reading his new book, Witchcraft for Wayward Girls. The novel follows Fern, a 15-year-old who becomes pregnant and is sent by her parents to a home for unwed mothers in Florida. Everything there proceeds fairly predictably for a while—she meets the other girls, eats meals, does chores to earn her keep, and stays out of sight as she awaits her due date—until a bookmobile comes to the home and Fern ends up with a mysterious little paperback called How to Be a Groovy Witch. Suddenly she awakens to powers previously unknown and finds herself in the midst of a supernatural struggle she never imagined or wanted.
Like Hendrix’s other books, this one is compelling and fast-paced; I do think it could, (and maybe should?) have been shorter, but I nevertheless made quick work of its almost five hundred pages. I also wouldn’t say it’s my favorite thing he’s written; of the ones I’ve read, The Southern Book Club’s Guide to Slaying Vampires wears that crown. But for the most part Witchcraft absorbed my attention and kept me on the edge of my seat. A few scenes, notably those involving difficult or particularly gnarly births, had me reading through squeamishly squinted eyes! Hendrix clearly did a lot of research about both witchcraft and the history of these sorts of “homes,” and I appreciated his comments in the acknowledgments and his recommendation of Ann Fessler’s book The Girls Who Went Away as a source of more information.
Speaking of quick reads! The weather on Saturday was absolutely perfect, sunny and mild with a cool breeze, and I took a long overdue walk to my strollway bench, where I started Raising Hare by Chloe Dalton. This is a memoir, out tomorrow (March 4) from Pantheon, about Dalton’s experience finding a stranded day-old leveret (the word for a baby hare, just one of the many things I learned while reading) and caring for it over a period of several years. She doesn’t give the animal a name, since she is very adamant that it isn’t a pet, and she allows it full autonomy, arranging her home so that it can come and go as it pleases. Sometimes the hare spends all day indoors, next to Dalton as she’s working at her desk, and sometimes it disappears for long stretches outdoors before returning weeks later. But the two slowly develop a relationship of trust and respect, and it’s truly lovely to read about.
Now I had come to appreciate that affection for an animal is of a different kind entirely: untinged by the regret, complexities and compromises of human relationships. It has an innocence and purity all its own. (145)
Having kept rabbits as pets in the past, I enjoyed spotting some overlap between their behaviors and how Dalton describes the hare. She does a lot of research as she’s getting to know this animal, and in her reporting of what she finds, she notes a lot of differences between hares and rabbits that I also loved learning about. One of my favorite facts concerns “a process known as ‘superfetation’, by which hares are capable of carrying two litters of leverets simultaneously,” which is “another unusual attribute not found in rabbits” (91). Basically, hares can get pregnant while they’re already pregnant. Nature is wild.
There is so much more I could say about Raising Hare, but I also don’t want to go on too long. In a nutshell: it’s beautifully written, simultaneously factual and emotional, completely engrossing, a balm. Five glowing stars from me. If you’re interested in animals, nature, conservation, slow living, or the attention economy, you will find something really fulfilling in these pages.
Added to my to-read list this week
I was feeling a little cagey on Wednesday after being in the house for too long, so we escaped to the used bookstore for a browse before grabbing dinner at a nearby Mexican restaurant. These are the books I left with:
Sag Harbor by Colson Whitehead: It’s a mission of mine to get through Whitehead’s whole backlist eventually! So far I’ve read The Underground Railroad and Nickel Boys.
Bookshops & Bonedust by Travis Baldree: This feels like a good year for some cozy low-stakes fantasy. I enjoyed Baldree’s previous novel, Legends & Lattes, and I imagine this one will scratch the same comforting and escapist itch.
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Currently watching
During that same used bookstore browse, we found a couple of DVDs to take home: Save Yourselves! (2020) and Be Kind Rewind (2008).
Save Yourselves! was new to us, and we watched it immediately. It’s about a young couple who realize they’re way too online and it’s rotting their brains, so they escape their home in Brooklyn for an off-grid week at a cabin out of town. The problem is that, while they’re unplugged, a mysterious alien force descends from space and they don’t realize it until it’s maybe too late. I really loved John Reynolds in Search Party and he is great in this too—he and Sunita Mani have a fun dynamic. This film is tense yet silly, a soupçon¹ of sci-fi mixed into a very relatable real-world setting.
Jordan and I had both seen Be Kind Rewind, but many years ago. We’re fans of Michel Gondry’s work, especially Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004) and The Science of Sleep (2006),² and the combination of Yasiin Bey (fka Mos Def) and Jack Black as Mike and Jerry is top tier. Mike works at a video rental store owned by Mr. Fletcher (Danny Glover), and when he’s left in charge while his boss is away, Jerry comes in, fresh from a failed power plant sabotage maneuver that has left his body magnetized (just go with me here), and accidentally erases all the VHS tapes. So the two friends scramble to record over the ruined tapes with their own remakes of the lost films so they can continue running the rental business and avoid getting in trouble with Mr. Fletcher. The included clips from their “sweded” versions of popular movies were some of my favorite parts.
¹ Oh hell yes, I love an opportunity to use this word.
² AND, I would be remiss to omit, the incredible music video for “Everlong” by the Foo Fighters!!
And another thing
This Electric Literature list of books about women coming of age in their 30s and 40s may have been crafted specifically for me. I’ve already read Big Swiss and I Love Dick, but the others are going on my list right away. (Also, the header image made me desperately want to rewatch Fleabag.)
My Fitbit is finally starting to die after 4.5 years of daily wear and I’m considering replacing it with a Garmin, probably either Venu 3S or Forerunner 265S. If you have experience with their watches or the general Garmin ecosystem, please hit me up!
Today’s sweater update: I’ve started knitting the second sleeve, but I’ve also decided that I most likely want to rip out and redo the first sleeve to fix some inconsistencies in tension. So! It’ll be another minute before the project is finished, but I’m hoping to still wrap it up before the weather gets too warm to actually wear the thing.

Haiku round-up
Monday, February 24
Don’t coop yourself up The sun is out, the air’s warm Go take some fresh breaths
Tuesday, February 25
This familiar path, peppered anew with footfalls A habit, reborn
Wednesday, February 26
Shared panic recedes, leaving laughter in its wake We’re safe, we’re okay
Thursday, February 27
What fun it can be to push through confusion and enjoy the chaos
Friday, February 28
Completely helpless against the wheezing giggles, streaming tears of mirth
Saturday, March 1
“Rabbit, rabbit,” and I start the month with a book about a wild hare
Sunday, March 2
The motivation of noting quick improvement, measurable gains
Until next time
I was catching up on podcasts this week and came across a really interesting conversation between Jeff O’Neal and John Warner on First Edition. John just released a book called More Than Words: How to Think About Writing in the Age of AI and he was talking with Jeff about teaching and creativity and what it means for humans to produce work. I recommend listening to the whole episode, but I was especially struck by something Jeff said about the je ne sais quoi of real people writing, as opposed to large language models generating text:
The best writing is an act of creation. And that creation, I don’t know where it comes from … it’s synapses, and neurons, and the ghost, and the machine, and your fingernails, and what you ate for breakfast, and what your mom said to you when you were nine. But it comes from somewhere, and you know it when it’s happening.
Ugh, yes. The indescribable and irreplicable muchness of being a person. The undeniable delight and satisfaction of putting yourself into your work. Go forth, be human, and make art, my friends.
See you next Monday, and until then, it’s okay to be a few minutes late if you arrive fashionably.
—Emily
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Excellent IG reel usage.