Reading, Writing, and Me

Heartbreak Is The National Anthem  by Rob Sheffield  Overall: 3.5 I guess I'll start by talking about me—particularly me in the context of Taylor Swift. My first Taylor concert was the 1989 Tour when I was 12. I loved Taylor, had a burning desire to go, but was just at the very start of being old enough and having the tools (thank you Apple Music) to form my own music taste. By the time the Reputation Tour came around, I was a full blown Swiftie. I made a costume, a replica of the You Belong With Me pajamas, and touched Taylor's hand as she ran between B-stages. I was priced out of the Eras Tour. By then, Taylor had gotten astronomically bigger than I could've ever fathomed, and the culture of being a Swiftie shifted with the influx. I pulled away a little. But Taylor Swift has inevitably shaped who I am. I made way too many life decisions spurred on by my own parasocial version of Taylor in my head. She's shaped my worldview and my personhood and my writing and my rela...