Just read: Making a Scene by Constance Wu

Making a Scene, written by Constance Wu.

I started this at 10am this morning and finished it around 6:30pm. It's been a long time since I've laid in bed and given myself enough space to read a book from start to finish but I got this book a year ago and finally gifted myself time.

I'm so glad I did.

This book wasn't trying to be anything, it just is. Honest and beautiful. I cried three times reading it.

A genuine portrait of coming up in the film business from the perspective of an Asian woman with an identity crisis, and a desire for love, connection and meaning.