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Reading & Book HabitsĀ (For Writers)
Ėāā® Dog-earing pages versus treating the spine like it's sacred
Ėāā® Reading the last page first and feeling no guilt about it
Ėāā® The way a good book makes public transport disappear entirely
Ėāā® Underlining a sentence and feeling personally called out
Ėāā® Buying books faster than they could ever be read
Ėāā® The specific sadness of finishing something that mattered
Ėāā® Re-reading a paragraph not because it was confusing but because it was perfect
Ėāā® Smelling a book before opening it like that's a normal thing to do
Ėāā® Carrying a book everywhere and reading zero pages that day
Ėāā® The betrayal when a series goes somewhere unforgivable
Ėāā® Recommending a book and then being terrified they won't love it
Ėāā® Reading multiple books at once and somehow keeping all of them straight
Ėāā® The way certain books only work in certain seasons
Ėāā® Lending a book and silently resenting it the entire time it's gone
Ėāā® Annotating margins in pencil like a conversation with a past self
Ėāā® That very specific kind of loneliness when a fictional character dies
Ėāā® Reading one more chapter at midnight seven times in a row
Ėāā® Judging a person softly by what's on their bookshelf
Ėāā® The inability to watch an adaptation without narrating what's different
Ėāā® Finishing a book and sitting quietly because there's nowhere else to put the feeling
In a world where you can be anything, be kind. Feeling upset or angry about a concert cancellation is completely normal. We canāt control what we feel, but we are responsible for what we do.
John Lennon and Paul McCartney in GET BACK (2021).
Louis on stage at the How Did We Get Here? Tour in Detroit - 18.07
Louis down barricade at the How Did We Get Here? Tour in Detroit - 18.07
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Art is a mirror. And why hate blogs say more about the haters than the artists.
Today, I stumbled upon a blog "exposing" one of my favorite artists, claiming theyāre fake and just a bad person. It got me thinking. Honestly, none of us can ever truly know how much a celebrity's public persona differs from who they really are. But the way we see them, the messages we read between the lines of their lyrics, and the wisdom we find there? That actually says a lot about us.
Art is a mirror. An artist just creates the canvasāa song, a poem, a painting, or a public image. But we are the ones who fill it with meaning, filtering it through our own life experiences, values, and heartbreaks.
It doesnāt really matter who the artist is behind closed doors. What matters is that their art makes you better, helps you grow, and helps you find purpose. Thatās the whole point of art, isn't it?
We need to remember that public figures will always be targets for criticism, whether it's justified or totally made up. A stage persona and real life are two completely different things. And honestly, the same goes for that bloggerātheir online profile might just be a mask, too.
Iām not here to judge anyone. I just want to wish everyone the strength to trust themselves, their own perception, and their intuition. Pay attention to what you are bringing into this world, what kind of mark youāre leaving, and where you're choosing to focus your energy. Let's judge less. Everyone is out here living their own life and fighting their own silent battles. Time puts everything in its place. Plus, time is our most precious, non-renewable resource. Itās entirely up to us whether we spend it on love or on hate.
Wishing everyone nothing but good vibes. āØ
Treat him with kindness
I know maybe not many people will see this, but I really want to say it. Being in the spotlight is part of the job, but it doesnāt take away a person's right to privacy and safety.
Every single fan sincerely believes that their five-minute request for a photo is a minor thing. But when hundreds of people think the same way, they turn into an endless avalanche. One person multiplies into thousands of fans a day.
Stalking, constant filming, and crossing personal boundaries cause immense stress. The artist stops being treated as a human and becomes an object. Itās hard to call this kind of behavior "fan love."
You might feel like you need to take 100% advantage of the moment to see them and take a picture. But I suggest using this moment to act maturely, humanely, and remember that there is a human being in front of you first and foremost. They share their deepest thoughts and feelings with you through their art, and they give you their energy through concerts. Give them a chance to feel calm and safe around you, instead of making them feel like an exotic animal in a cage that everyone wants to capture as a trophy. We all love to sing along to "Treat people with kindness" at concerts, but it seems it's time to practice what we preach. Be kind to yourself, your loved ones, and the artist you love.
«The one you love is a reflection. It is your brother by blood, by spirit, it is your own face through the blurry surface of the world, it is the highest kinship, the kinship of eyes...»
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Love this review of Louisā show in DC at The Anthem, especially the last paragraph!! It truly was a fantastic show, and I loved that he gave it his all the night before the MSG show.
Louis Tomlinson lights up DC's Anthem on his tour, showcasing hits from his solo discography and his new album.
MATT BAILEY / JULY 10, 2026 / CONCERT REVIEWS
The beloved pop star took a break from hockey arenas to play one of live touringās most beloved large clubs
Louis Tomlinson brought his full arena rig to the 6,000-capacity Anthem in DC on Tuesday (July 7th) for an underplay on his How Did We Get Here? World Tour. The former One Direction star played most of the tracks from his new album, How Did I Get Here? He opened with the recordās two starting tracks, āLemonadeā and āOn Fire.ā
Only one One Direction song made the setlist, 2014ās āNight Changes.ā The rest of the night focused on Tomlinsonās three-album solo discography. With his full-length debut coming just six years ago, Tomlinson is the last of the One Direction crew to jump into a solo career with both feet.
Tomlinsonās pop music is equal parts rave-inducing (āLemonadeā features a bursting surprise right at the top of the show) and genuinely pensive. āDark To Lightā comes off as substantively emotive, with a driving beat anchoring the lyrics. The acoustic āDefencelessā showed off the underappreciated rawness of Tomlinsonās voice.
The pop star spent most of the night awash in a kaleidoscope of lights and lasers. His massive band riders doubled as techno-club light boxes, pulsating light downstage toward Tomlinson.
I love when artists post up at the Anthem with their full arena rig. It makes you feel like youāre at Rock Lititz watching bands run through at the iconic stage-rehearsal base camp. Everything just hits ten times harder in a box one-fourth the size of the Gardenāwhere Tomlinson interrupted Bon Joviās return to the stage with a one-off gig on July 8th. (JBJ and company return on the 9th. My thoughts are with those rigging crews. I digress.)
Lasers and screens combined to make his feel like some sort of pop music laboratory in the middle of outer space. Itās a stage you just donāt want to peel your eyes from for a single second. His runway ended in a question mark-emblazoned b-stage where he belted songs āSunflowersā and āLucid.ā And singing right along with him were his fansāmostly femaleāscreaming every word to the new songs like they had been out for years.
For his third album, Louis pushed himself as a lyricist, songwriter, and performer, holding nothing back on these tracks. Though he certainly doesnāt have to prove himself, itās clear that he still writes music, plays shows, and sings as if everything is on the line. In the studio, restless creativity and a hunger for artistic exploration drive his process. Live, he leaves everything on the stage as sold-out crowds meet him head-on with the same amount of enthusiasm and energy. As a writer, heās diving deeper into who he is than ever before.
By the end of the night, having heard most of āGet Hereā live, I came to an inescapable conclusion: this record could well earn Tomlinson his first Grammy nomination and win. And thatās a tricky thing to pull off in the crowded field of pop music. As I told a friend during the show, long live boy bandsāand the authentic artists who emerge from them.