What a month! I read much less, but found some great, less publicized books that were exactly what I needed. Sadly, the end of the month has found me floundering as American politics have taken over. Despite knowing it would be difficult I felt I owed Dr. Ford the respect of listening to her testimony. It broke my heart and brought back a lot of very painful memories—as I’m ... Read More...
There There by Tommy Orange
One of the downsides of reading a lot is the feeling that, while you still enjoy most of what you read, some of it tends to sound familiar—as if you’ve read it before. Which is not unreasonable, as ‘how many truly distinct plots there are in fiction’ is a subject of debate even among critics. Still, it makes it that much more exciting when I come upon something wholly ... Read More...
Quiet Summer Reading: The Garden Party
Summer is fun and light and for a lot of people, me included, my reading turns the same way. I want thrillers, chick-lit, humor. But just like anything else in life, too much of the same thing, even when it's good, can make me cranky. Or just a bit manic. Fast reading=hyper brain and that’s not a good look on me. So, this feature will be for reading that is the antithesis of ... Read More...
Summer Fun Non-Fiction: Mini-Reviews
As you well know I'm not a big non-fiction reader, but between friends' recommendations and my library's awesome Peak Picks program (brand new releases available without a hold list), I came across these three books that covered all my non-fiction needs. I have always cringed at movie critics who say a movie “made them laugh and made them cry” ... Read More...
May Reading Recap
No other way to put it: May was a lovely month. Both the weather and my reading kept me charmed. There were a few misses, but overall it was my best reading month this year. I have no idea how I managed this but somehow, I read A Rule Against Murder, book 4 in the Inspector Gamache series, before reading The Cruelest Month, which is book 3. Mea culpa! Major faux ... Read More...
Educated: A Memoir
I’d always known my father believed in a different God. As a child, I’d been aware that although my family attended the same church as everyone in our town, our religion was not the same. They believed in modesty; we practiced it. They believed in God’s power to heal; we left our injuries in God’s hands. They believed in preparing for the Second Coming; we were ... Read More...
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