READWhy am I hot? | “I guess that is what is so embarrassing about being a poet, that you might be filling the world up with more crap. That your pathetic little thing is not interesting to anyone but yourself.” | A profile of Nigel Slater. | “He turned — bare chested — to the rest of the lads, suggested that perhaps it was time this became a “lids off” party?” | Incognito. | Dispatches from trauma island. | I love Jeanette Winterson’s writing on health: on hormones / on fasting.

LOOK: Incredible real life political drama in artful ABC documentary The Killing Season. | Parm broth. | Spaghetti with vegemite. | Skye Gyngell’s apricot butter. | Now fewer than 20 days.

THINK: “Screen Addiction is a new way for kids to be blithe and oblivious; in this sense, it is empowering to the children, who have been terrible all along.” | How to get out of your head. | How to stay mostly unruffled with toddlers. | The dowdy patient.





READ: “Then comes a day when you see a ‘woman’ who is buying tampons and you think of her as a girl. And she is; anyone who has periods is a girl.” | How to pose like a man. | Ben Lerner: on disliking poetry. | Alice Pung: Two cultures and a baby. | … new narrative possibilities in parenthood. | “She read mysteries, weighed herself, threw pebbles in an urn.” | “So I was like, whatever, let me know when you get to 60,000 words in a row, and we’ll get coffee. One (1) cup.” | The hierarchies of an Australian strip club. | Bookmarking the Paris Review interview with Elena Ferrante for when I finally read the Neapolitan novels. (Of course, the more people say they love them the less I can drag myself to catch up, which is why I am only now watching The Sopranos, a decade late.)

LOOK: BBC documentary on Arnold Circus. / Profiles and home tours of Barbican residents. | “Uncover a grave, examine remains and reveal the victim’s identity in this free online course.” / The Met’s slightly creepy and pervy crime museum will soon be accessible to the public. | I came so close to getting our front door painted this colour, but chickened out. | Sunflower seed risotto. | What I wore when

THINK: The undoing of Ed Miliband and how Labour lost the election. We saw Ed Miliband in Hackney this week. | “Outsider” art: “…a reminder to have the patience not to know everything about what’s inside.” | “The trick of conversation in the Internet age is accommodating the slow pace of others while still moving forward in the vanguard.” | Do you have kids? Do you have plans? Do you have regrets? | Women who fail at joy.




READ: Nico Muhly: Thoughts on being well. | “My window was a cottage window so it wasn’t high enough to be a suicide window…” Jenny Diski on leaving Doris Lessing’s house. | “Little of her work from this time has survived, owing to her habit of destroying anything that failed to match up to the exacting vision of her maturity. This is why it sometimes seems as if Martin sprang into existence fully formed, absolute in her commitment to geometric abstraction.” Profile of Agnes Martin. | Los Angeles plays itself. | The Language of the Brag by Sharon Olds. | Helen Garner (genius) on the insults of age.

LOOK: The Five O’Clock Apron: Proper Food for Modern Families. I bought this to read on Kindle but it’s so good I wish I’d bought the paper copy. | The Gannet Address Book: Paris. (Fifty of the city’s most exciting restaurants and food shops.) | Superfood tapenade. | Pistachio pavlova with strawberry rhubarb cream (I can’t wait for my new oven to be installed so pavlova can be back on the menu). Although what if I discover the problem with my pavlova was never my oven, but – chillingly – me? | The seven minute egg. | Dosidomifa Pt. 1.

THINK: “We have so many people using their energy now to attack how other people use their energy. This is the new nullity.” | “…three dimensions of food we normally consider are quantity, quality, and type. So, for a month, or however long is tolerable, you eat in the fourth dimension, which is time. You read no nutrition labels, and you “detox” from thinking about food. Instead you think about the time you spend preparing food.”




READ: At the 38 week mark of this pregnancy I decided to watch Keeping Up with the Kardashians for the first time. I was only acquainted, via general pop culture, with Kim (post-Kanye), Kendall (modelling) and Bruce (Diane Sawyer). I started on Season 10 and was up to date as of yesterday but just got an iTunes pop up telling me there is a new episode to download. Anyway! Who wouldn’t want to be part of a gang of people allowed to be their worst (or in sweet-natured Bruce’s case, most secret) selves with each other and still be reliably loved? It’s basically a perfect family. A perceptive profile of Kris. | The Folded Clock was as good as I expected (very). | Virginia Woolf’s mother. | “Surely, I thought, there had to be a side to racism that benefitted me.” | The Tournament of Masculinity, a new column by our generation’s Clive James!

LOOK: Rocket & Squash’s Supplemental is published every Monday rounding up the weekend’s food writing and recipes from UK papers. | “The Thought Chamber is a room devoid of light and sound, where a guest is left on their own for up to an hour. During that time, they are asked to vocalise the thoughts that come into their head…” Grayson Perry. / Grayson Perry makes a pot. | I couldn’t remember why I’d saved this link, but then realised. Scroll down for Ottolenghi’s kale borek! | FvF tour of Wendy Whitely’s home and the Surry Hills studio. (The interview is great too. “The place was full of junkies. I mean, we were also junkies, and junkies that needed to get money surrounded him. [Brett] didn’t need to do that, so they would annoy the shit out of him.”) | Victorian warehouse transformed for £800. | CACTUS TIPS.

THINK: Postnatal depletion. | “[T]he necessity to ‘pass’— the idea of ‘passing’ itself—is bullshit.” Hari Nef. | Australian politics: I subscribed to The Monthly’s daily email just to get Sean Kelly’s column.