Send us a text Pull on your flannel and pour something pumpkin-spiced, because this week we’re diving into Learning Curves by Rachel Lacey, and we’re calling it “Lumberjack Tweed” for a reason. Think cozy fall vibes, flirty pottery, and communication so good it deserves its own romance novel. We chat post-breakup insecurities, inclusive spaces, and why sometimes the real spice is in being seen and heard (okay, and also that pottery scene that’s hotter than a kiln on high.)
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Send us a text Pull on your flannel and pour something pumpkin-spiced, because this week we’re diving into Learning Curves by Rachel Lacey, and we’re calling it “Lumberjack Tweed” for a reason. Think cozy fall vibes, flirty pottery, and communication so good it deserves its own romance novel. We chat post-breakup insecurities, inclusive spaces, and why sometimes the real spice is in being seen and heard (okay, and also that pottery scene that’s hotter than a kiln on high.)
Send us a text It's finally happening. Welcome to Cliterature, the queer lit podcast where we read the books and say the things. This quick teaser gives you a little taste of what's to come-- spicy reads, slow burns, fast takes, and unhinged opinions from two chaotic lesbians with English degrees and no chill . First full episode drops August 1st. Subscribe now and come read with us!
Cliterature the Podcast
Send us a text Pull on your flannel and pour something pumpkin-spiced, because this week we’re diving into Learning Curves by Rachel Lacey, and we’re calling it “Lumberjack Tweed” for a reason. Think cozy fall vibes, flirty pottery, and communication so good it deserves its own romance novel. We chat post-breakup insecurities, inclusive spaces, and why sometimes the real spice is in being seen and heard (okay, and also that pottery scene that’s hotter than a kiln on high.)