Katherine Di Napoli
@katherinedinapoli.bsky.social
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Writing humor, fiction, and the occasional journal entry at a cadence so random it would concern even the most experienced therapist. Based in Canada. Read my stuff here: katherinedinapoli.com
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I’m in @mcsweeneys.net !! If you want to read one thing today that isn’t a terrifying news story, let it be this silly, true, coming-of-age story about a bra shopping experience/fever dream I had as a self-conscious teen.
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I am overwhelmed by the urge to jump behind the counter and help, but know that I can’t. Jesus Christ. This needs to be a DRIP COFFEE DAY, PEOPLE.
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The line is now out the door, and down the block. It looks like the starting line for the marathon itself. Someone just ordered a rooibos latte. Her hands are shaking as she punches in the order, which she will also fill.
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She just opened the shop. I was fourth in line. When I got to the counter, she asked, “Why is it so busy today?” I stared back at her, terrified to break the news. I said, “The marathon is today.” The color drained from her face. Then I said, “I’m sorry,” and ordered a drip coffee, black.
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My husband is currently running a half-marathon. I’m waiting for him at a coffee shop near the finish line. Everyone pray for this poor barista, who DID NOT know it was race day, and is working the counter alone.
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Absolutely loved every bit of this piece
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Stoked that my piece in @mcsweeneys.net is included in this week's Newsletter of Humorous Writing by @jamesfolta.com and @lukevburns.bsky.social - check it out!
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In this week's Newsletter we're belated celebrating our 8-year anniversary (!!!) with work in @mcsweeneys.net & @pointsincase.com by Michael Riotto, Daniela Fava, @katherinedinapoli.bsky.social, and our pal & favorite writer, Brian Agler

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A Newsletter of Humorous Writing #413
For October 1-7, 2025 Hello and welcome to A Newsletter of Humorous Writing, a roundup of the week's finest short humor pieces and funny articles, and a...
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Hey this is awesome!! Thanks for including me!
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Thrilling news. I, a millennial, have introduced my Gen Z colleague to a Charli XCX song she hadn’t heard - and now she loves it. Reader, it feels like being ID'd at the liquor store, on steroids. I will be chasing this high for years. I felt a wrinkle evaporate from my face. I no longer have GERD.
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“Surely you had noticed our age gap? I was wearing Phat Farms, and you were smoking indoors (not really, but that’s how I perceived you). In any case, your oversight did not spark joy for me.”
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"You tightened my straps, spun me around, and pulled at the clasp to make sure the bra fit just right. You handled me like I was a heifer at a livestock auction. I looked down at my udders. I didn’t know they made bras that big. But they did, they made them for me."
An Open Letter to the Bra Store Clerk Who Gave My Enormous Breasts an Embarrassing Nickname When I Was Coming of Age
To the woman at the bra store who clocked me as a “Gerry” in reference to my G-cup breasts when I was coming of age, I’m certain you haven’t spared...
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"I’m sure you met people like me every day, which is to say, fools, with deep grooves in their shoulders caused by ill-fitting bras. But my enormous breasts were not something I had yet come to terms with—that is, until that fateful day when I met you."
An Open Letter to the Bra Store Clerk Who Gave My Enormous Breasts an Embarrassing Nickname When I Was Coming of Age
To the woman at the bra store who clocked me as a “Gerry” in reference to my G-cup breasts when I was coming of age, I’m certain you haven’t spared...
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Gabapentin, what would we do without her 🙏 (my cat is also a 150mg/full PPE kinda gal)
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Thank you!! It’s a beautiful name. In any case, I’m a Harriett now, so I suppose it just wasn’t meant to be 😂
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Thank you!! Lambert is a perfect counterpart to Portia. We must stick together through these formative experiences!
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"I want to say your shop was filled with the dank haze of cigarette smoke, but that can’t be true. My mother had dragged me there against my will. It was off the beaten path and named like a birth control pill: Portia’s. Or maybe, Calista’s… something like that."
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Thank you!! A proud member. And I love your piece too. “I hear you when you say you want a raise.” Brilliant!
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I’m in @mcsweeneys.net !! If you want to read one thing today that isn’t a terrifying news story, let it be this silly, true, coming-of-age story about a bra shopping experience/fever dream I had as a self-conscious teen.
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Great piece 👏 @hatethedrake.bsky.social, your words express exactly the rage I feel, and it makes me feel sane. Especially important right now!
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Loved it! Great premise. Also slightly scared to choose my regular mug tomorrow… Congrats on the publication!
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I've recently started feeling jittery after my morning coffee, and as a 3-to-4-cups-a-day coffee drinker, this is terrible news. It must mean I'm... dying?
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"Its novel is a tour de force uncannily reflecting the tragic emptiness of endless striving in the hedonistic Jazz Age. It is unlike anything else this critic has seen before, with one possible exception."
Book Review: The Great Gatsby by the Xerox 914 Photocopier
Amid the rise of artificial intelligence, technophobes and Luddites have continued to insist that machines “can’t really write”—at least not the wa...
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Just finished a writing retreat with a friend. Three days in a cabin on the coast, pacing ourselves with forest walks, ocean swims, and French press coffee. Was fabulous. Can’t say I recommend re-entry into the real world.
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Not pictured: Me, in an ill-fitting bathing suit, scratching a holographic will into the sand before handing myself over to the sharks