. . . Well — book crushes, that is. My earliest relationships weren’t with actual boys, friends. I didn’t manage to catch the eye of the cute kid in math class or Peter Brady or even Daniel, the first boy to earn a sappy valentine in second grade. They were with book characters. I fell … Continue reading Married ladies can have crushes, too
{Mom and me at my fifth grade promotion, 1996} When I was 10, I was captain of the safety patrols. My hair was thick and tangly, and I wore red Sally Jesse glasses. I had already outgrown much of my wardrobe and was actually borrowing blouses from my tall, pretty mother. I was on the … Continue reading What you wish you’d known when you were 10
It’s Monday. I’m recovering from a lovely pre-Valentine’s Day dinner with Spence and trying to get into the flow of another work week. Tonight I’ll be baking red velvet cupcakes for tomorrow’s festivities and trying to do some Zumba (to balance out the candy and cupcakes, natch). So this morning, I’m going to regale you … Continue reading A few questions on ice cream, James McAvoy and what’s in my purse
You know, I never would have imagined I could find a group of people — strangers, initially — with whom I could talk about books and life and cupcakes and form these lasting friendships that have already sustained me through challenging times. Here’s the thing about book blogging: we’re not just reviewing books. We bring … Continue reading BBAW, day one: Community
I’m going to be straight with you: when it comes to Megan McCafferty, I am not an unbiased reviewer. When a copy of her latest novel — and first departure from the beloved Jessica Darling series — arrived in my mailbox last fall, you could probably hear me hollering from here to California. Not to … Continue reading Book review: ‘Bumped’ by Megan McCafferty
When I was fourteen, a freshman in high school, I began what I now refer to as my “difficult years.” I know I joke about the attitude and my unwillingness to wear Halloween costumes, for example, but this was more than that. This was growing up and being home on my own, being apart from … Continue reading Then and now: Young adult books I wish I’d read as a young adult
. . . Well, I’d have a hard time choosing. But I have a feeling I’d narrow it down somewhere in the vicinity of the one man who stole my heart so completely, I’ve struggled to even wrap my mind around the possibility of ever falling in love with another. I’m talking, of course, about … Continue reading If I had to run away with a book character . . .
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