In addition to Project Gutenberg, the following are also helpful, free resources, especially for reading classic novels:
Standard Ebooks - use to download carefully and aesthetically formatted public-domain classics
HathiTrust - use to find and download library-verified scans of some rare texts and historical collections
Internet Archive - use to find scans of old, out-of-print books
Google Books - use to find and download scans of first editions or lesser-known works (use the "Full View" filter)
Wikisource - use to access and read public-domain primary sources and historical documents
Kindle Store (Amazon) - use to download free Kindle editions of many public-domain classics
Bookshare - use to gain access to a library of digital texts in accessible formats for those with verified print-related disabilities
LibriVox - use for free audiobook versions of public-domain classics
Libby and Hoopla - (check to see if your local library offers these) use to borrow ebooks or audiobooks of both modern and classic novels
Every family has that one Thanksgiving dish that no one else would understand.
For my family, it is The Mold.
The Mold was discovered somewhere in the depths of a 1950s cookbook or clipped out of the newspaper by my grandmother - my 4'8" little firecracker Mimi, the glue that held my family together.
The Mold is an unholy blend of lemon Jell-O, cream cheese and grated lemon rind that MUST be served in a Bundt pan.
It tastes like a lemon creamsicle, which is fantastic, but it has the texture of congealed snot mixed with wood shavings.
It is unequivocally a dessert, but it does not get relegated to the dessert table with the mere pies - it is served in a place of honor next to the turkey like some deranged albino cranberry sauce.
I am the only person in my family who doesn't like it, but I eat it, because Mimi expected everyone to love The Mold, and you don't disappoint Mimi.
We lost Mimi in 2021, and holidays haven't been the same since.
I never told her that I don't like The Mold.
My sister took over the sacred duty of making The Mold, and today her daughter - my 4 year old niece - learned how to make it.
A third generation of Mold makers has arisen.
The location of Thanksgiving dinner has changed, the attendees vary, other side dishes come and go, but The Mold remains unchanged.
Tomorrow I will take my obligatory piece and place it next to my turkey, and as the lemon Jell-O mingles with the sage I will eat it and think of Mimi.
Maybe I'll even learn to love it.
Miss you, Mimi. I hope you're having The Mold in Heaven. ❤️
things that feel sooo good when you’re a little tipsy
-sending a flirty text
-eating salt n’ vinegar kettle chips
-hearing your friend say “can i be
mean for a second?”
-doing finger-guns
-whitney houston’s “i wanna dance
with somebody”
Classifying babies as guilty combatants in order to justify eradicating them, and arguing that an entire population of 2 million people (or however many are left) are legitimate targets for slaughter, was the foundation of the Nazi holocaust and every war crime in history:
Obsessed with the fact that Art Garfunkel (of Simon & Garfunkel) kept a reading diary from 1968 to 2013, during which time he read 1,195 books—among them War & Peace, Wuthering Heights, all seven volumes of In Search of Lost Time and the entire Random House Dictionary.
No hate, but this quote is like an erotic YA writer defending erotic YA books…like, yes, of course, he of all people would have this position? This isn’t a gotcha or an astounding take, he was a famous pulp fiction author?