Reading poetry gives me a sense of calm, well-being, and love for humanity - the same stuff more flexible women get from yoga. J. Courtney Sullivan calmflexiblehumanity Change image and share on social
I like dressing up for dates and dissecting a dinner conversation with a new guy to determine if he might be The One. J. Courtney Sullivan conversationdatedetermine Change image and share on social
A glimpse at my night stand gives the mostly true impression that I am a book hoarder. J. Courtney Sullivan bookglimpsehoarder Change image and share on social
In high school, during marathon phone conversations, cheap pizza dinners and long suburban car rides, I began to fall for boys because of who they actually were, or at least who I thought they might become. J. Courtney Sullivan beginboycar share on social
For whatever reason, various outlets and individuals are committed to making the world think that young girls don't talk or care about feminism anymore, that it's totally over. But it's not. J. Courtney Sullivan anymorecarecommit Change image and share on social
I sometimes read on the subway, but I'm a hopeless eavesdropper and get easily distracted by strangers' conversations. J. Courtney Sullivan conversationdistracteasily Change image and share on social
Fiction will always be my greatest love, with poetry close behind. J. Courtney Sullivan closefictiongreat Change image and share on social
Character development is what I value most as a reader of fiction. If an author can manage to create the sort of characters who feel fully real, who I find myself worrying about while I'm walking through the grocery store aisles a week later, that to me is as close to perfection as it gets. J. Courtney Sullivan aisleauthorcharacter share on social
I admire the linear and decisive way a certain kind of man thinks, to my curlicue boundless overthinking. J. Courtney Sullivan admireboundlesscurlicue Change image and share on social
I read as much poetry as time allows and circumstance dictates: No heartache can pass without a little Dorothy Parker, no thunderstorm without W. H. Auden, no sleepless night without W. B. Yeats. J. Courtney Sullivan audencircumstancedictate Change image and share on social