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 Delilah Green Doesn't Care... or does she? Join Haley and Dee on this romp through Bright Falls, Oregon for an almost wedding, childhood enemies to lovers, grumpy/sunshine, one bed trope, hell of a good time. They talk about dive bars, big city vs small town hook up culture, body insecurities, healing your inner child, and steamy WLW spice in their debut episode all about Delilah Green Doesn't Care by Ashley Herring Blake. Because who doesn't love a messy bitch?
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.)
