I've been reading Truth and Beauty by Ann Patchett, which is about her friendship with the late poet Lucy Grealy. (And also an old article on The Guardian website by Lucy Grealy's sister tearing the book apart.) I love Ann Patchett's writing but hesitated with this one because the person who recced it said it left her a sobbing mess, which isn't my thing generally. I haven't found it to be true though. I don't want to say I found it inspiring, because that's not precisely true (and would seem oddly morbid), but she has some things to say about writing that really struck me in my core.

Anyway. That and a really awful fic on AO3 that I couldn't quit for a show that I don't even watch. Links to links to links and suddenly I'm three hours into (so) bad (it's good) fic. *shrug*