Reading. Writing. Me.
P. G. Wodehouse is one of my favorite authors. I love his witty dialogue, quirky characters, and how messy his storylines get before all the seemingly superfluous information comes into play to give you a satisfying ending. I frequently compare them to murder mysteries: you have to pay attention or you'll miss out on all... Continue Reading →
When I first got my Kindle, I was amazed at how many fantastic books were floating around to download for free. FREE! I went kinda crazy and tried to download all the books, paying little attention to content. I now attempt to be more discerning, but it's so thrilling to be introduced to a fabulous... Continue Reading →
It doesn't surprise me that Nate Philbrick is a fan of Lloyd Alexander. I noticed similarities to The Book of Three as soon as I started reading Where the Woods Grow Wild. But the pig keepers and runaway barnyard animals in Philbrick's tale carried me into another forest for a new adventure I was glad to take.... Continue Reading →
The more I read them, the more I love old myths and legends. They're more than stories, more than magic and gods and the fantastic, they're part of the history of a people group. They give insight into what mattered to a culture, what a people believed about themselves and life. My husband is half... Continue Reading →
I first picked up The Ragamuffin Gospel over ten years ago. My parents forewarned me that Brennan Manning was basically a heretic, and that I probably shouldn't read it because I was easily confused. I was rebellious enough to insist I had the wisdom to discern truth from error, but inwardly terrified I'd be led astray.... Continue Reading →
Since giving birth I've had trouble fitting reading into my daily schedule. But now with such luxuries as the baby's regular bedtime, I'm finally able to sneak in a chapter here and there. I look for short, easy reads that I can pick up and put down at a moments notice. You know, in case... Continue Reading →
The first children's book I received from Plough Publishing was Charlie the Tramp by Russell and Lillian Hoban. They sent it to me bundled up in a red bandana, as though the book itself had been a traveler and needed a place to stay. It was an adorable read about a little beaver named Charlie... Continue Reading →
I am embarrassingly behind on reviewing the ARC's I've received. But, book junkie that I am, I can't seem to stop requesting them. I received a copy of A Darker Sea by James L. Haley from First to Read. Because their books are downloaded through adobe and expire within a month, I dropped everything to read it while... Continue Reading →
The more graphic novels I read, the more gems I find. I'm eclectic in my reading tastes. I've dabbled in everything from superheroes to fairytales. Some of my favorite graphic reads have been memoirs. I've found several middle grade pallet cleansers, like Raina Telgemeier's Smile, which I loved just as much for its sweet story as its... Continue Reading →
