Things I now know about Carrie Coon after accidentally going down an internet rabbit hole while my shitty temporary ADHD meds were kicking in:
- she can move her second toe independently of the rest of her toes
- she was homecoming queen, captain of the soccer team and in a Star Wars RPG at high school all at the same time
- she describes herself as a “former pathological liar”
- she has/had the same kind of OCD I do (dermatillomania)
- she likes the 15 year age gap in her marriage because her husband “reads the newspaper and wears pants”
- her father nearly became a priest but married her mother instead
None of this is helpful to me. None of this has led to me putting up the new shelf in my study or organise the gallery wall or choose an outfit for the first day of my new job. It isn’t even getting my Gilded Age fic written. It’s DEFINITELY not getting my novel written.
But I know it and now so do you.
