Sunday was a big night for me: Though I’ve participated in National Novel Writing Month several times and finished that 50,000-word story a few times in the past, this year was the first time I crossed the finish line a full day before the end of November. The story is all over the place and I’m trying to take a break before I revise it, but I’m pleased with it, as a start and as a personal symbol. It may not be writing for money, but it’s a good reminder that I can get the big jobs done.

Last night was my first night off from noveling in four weeks, so I did what any sensible person who can only handle so much amazing-but-harrowing Jessica Jones would and discovered The Great British Bake Off. It’s somehow both incredibly stressful and incredibly soothing to watch these earnest, lovely people put together gorgeous baked goods in a beautiful tent on an English country manor. Everyone is just so nice and helpful and genuinely interested in each other’s success. Time to make the world Mary Berry & Co. think we could be.

• “Where should a good millennial live?” from Fusion and “The Troubling Trendiness of Poverty Appropriation” from the Establishment are great complementary looks at how the economy keeps screwing my generation, both in wealth and in outlook.
• Vanity Fair asked Janis Joplin’s friends what she was really like, and the answers certainly surprised me.
• I love Kate Bush. So do these 300 Kate Bush impersonators reenacting the hopelessly bizarre “Wuthering Heights” music video.
• BuzzFeed wrote up a boxing match with terrible stakes (race, poverty, belonging and Teddy Roosevelt) that took place on a Navy ship 110 years ago.
• I read “On Pandering” this week too; yes, it really is as important a sucker-punch as all the retweets claim. If you don’t know what it’s about, ask yourself these questions: Where does the patriarchy live, and who are we writing for?