Bookworm Bitches Cytherea 🌟

The next day, she tried an experiment. At work, a colleague misquoted a Shakespeare line. Cytherea’s mouth opened, but she closed it. Instead, she said, "That's an interesting take. It reminds me of a different version I read—want to hear it?"

The colleague beamed. "Sure!"

One Tuesday, the Bitches—Cytherea, Lena, and Priya—gathered for their monthly "Smut & Solidarity" book club. The selection was a dense historical novel about the real Cytherea (the Greek goddess of love’s island). Halfway through, Priya slammed the book shut. bookworm bitches cytherea

Priya continued. "You correct people, Cy, because you love books. But to them, it feels like a power play. You're not sharing your light; you're burning them with it." The next day, she tried an experiment

Cytherea had two problems: a TBR pile that could anchor a battleship, and a nasty habit of saying "well, actually" at parties. Her friends, only half-joking, called her and her two closest reading buddies "the Bookworm Bitches." Instead, she said, "That's an interesting take

That night, Cytherea didn't sleep. She re-read her marginalia—not the plot notes, but the emotional ones. She saw a pattern: "Wrong." "Actually." "No."