Reading. Writing. Me.
I read over 500 books last year from various genres. Many of these were children's picture books. I devoured them in droves during a bad depressive swing. I checked them out in stacks from the library and took them to bed where I curled up to read myself to sleep. There were so many lovely... Continue Reading →
Coraline horrified me as a child. So much, that I purposed never read Neil Gaiman again. Years later, I read Neverwhere and he immediately became one of my favorite authors. I decided to revisit Coraline this year. I spent my read trying to dissect what it was that upset me as a child. I mean, it's intentionally creepy.... 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 →
There have been a lot of healthy learning curves in my time spent living with my in-laws. One that still continues to baffle me is the reading habits of my eleven-year-old sister-in-law. Partly because I am her ride to the library and partly because I read in virtually every genre and age group, she... Continue Reading →
This book. Just wow. It's poetry. Literally. The whole book is a series of poems all telling the story of Lakshmi, a 13 year old girl from Nepal who is sold into prostitution. It won't be any surprise when I say that this book was hard to read. It's Young Adult and not atrociously graphic,... Continue Reading →
Reading The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman is an extremely emotional experience for me. Unlike many book lovers, I don't make a point of rereading my favorite books every year or so. My "to read" list is so long that I just don't seem to get around to it. But in the past two years... Continue Reading →
