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Where the Crawdads Sing

Chloe Gordon

When I was in elementary school, my mom had a rule for my brother and me that truly shaped my life, my interests, how I consume media. 


For every thirty minutes of TV time, we had to spend an hour outside. A ratio, when I was younger, that I absolutely despised. Of course I loved being outside. But I grew up in the deep south of Alabama. Which means mosquitos, devilish heat, and constantly dripping in sweat. It was fine, but spending more than an hour outside on certain days was brutal. 


So how did I stay entertained if I couldn’t watch TV like a “normal” kid? 

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Remember, this is back before the days of YouTube and only right when Webkinz and Club Penguin were taking over youth culture. 


So essentially, there was nothing to do except read a good ‘ole book. And when I say I read, I mean I read a lot. Every day, every night before bed. I was the student in class that looked forward to the time in the school day where we had designated reading time. The trips to the library were like if I was Charlie visiting Wonka’s chocolate factory. 


I stopped reading when I got to college because by the time I finished my assigned readings of textbooks and unrelated articles assigned to keep us busy, I didn’t want to read for enjoyment. Not to mention, I was living with my best friends so there was never downtime to just chill and read. 


But now that I’m done with college, I’ve been reading like I was a kid again. I recently read a book that I can’t stop telling people about. It’s one of those “can’t put ‘em down, bury your nose, read until your eyes get too heavy” kind of books. Simply put, it was the best book I’ve read in a really long time. 


The essence of the story is simple, a girl against the world, quite literally. I feel like I can’t describe it in too much detail without ruining the ending, but I promise you’ll love it. The topics include those of loneliness, love, family, mystery, confusion regarding the purpose and meaning of life. 

So, in short, read it. It’s called Where the Crawdads Sing by Delia Owens. A work of art. 

stay soft

Chloe Gordon

I’ve noticed something.


As people get older and older, it seems they also get harder and harder. They lose sense of their softer selves. They put a guard up. They become rough around the edges and in the middle. And for what reason? Because they’ve been hurt, maybe? Because they think life is out to get them? Or maybe it’s because they’ve seen other people become harder and they thing that they too must become hard. 

I challenge you to become softer. Become full of life instead of letting it leave you. Let inspiration fill you to the brims, and allow your cheeks to hurt and become permanently flushed from so many smiles. 


My mom had my horoscope read when I was born and it said that I will age backwards. And, so far, it is true. I was the most wise ten year old you’ll ever meet. I was a rule follower. A people pleaser. A bookworm. All in the fourth grade. 

I’m not saying I’m none of those things now, as an almost adult, but I don’t think I’ve become harder. I’ve chilled out. I have fun. I enjoy the time I’ve been given. I hope that I continue to. I hope I become even softer. I hope I can give the warmest hugs and the happiest smiles. I hope you don’t barf from the cheesiness of this post. 

Anyways, I hope you accept my challenge. Be a warm human. Be a soft human. 

everything is going to be ok

Chloe Gordon

Life works in funny ways. 

I read this quote today that said, “Life keeps leading us on journeys we would never go on if it were up to us. Don’t be afraid. Have faith. Find the lessons.”

I haven’t posted in a while because, I think, I was in search of the lessons. I wouldn’t say that I was sad the last few weeks and months of my college career, but I was definitely lost and confused. Mostly, I was confused about where I was going and who I was, as hard as that is to admit. 

I was most afraid of the unknown, and because of that, I was shutting down. In hindsight, everything has worked out, and I cry tears of happiness as I’m driving to work in the morning, but I didn’t know that I would be at this point a few weeks ago. 

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But I’m here. Full joy for life and all the things in it at the moment. Somehow, someway, I’m interning at my DREAM (literal dream) advertising agency. Just going to work in the morning is the best. Going to sleep truly excited for the next day is the best feeling ever. 

I also have amazing friends in my life that I’m so thankful for. They’re the kind of people that I know I can go to with anything… both the good and the bad and they’ll be there. My boyfriend is one of my closest friends for all of those reasons. You know that feeling when you’re so thankful for the things that someone does for you that you don’t even know how to describe them? Yeah, that’s how I feel about him. 

Idk, life is just really doing good things for me right now. And even though I was afraid of the future before, I think I’ve finally relaxed and have realized that things are going to work out and everything is going to be ok. Truly. 



thanks for reading
chloe