When you're looking for a scary good read!
Between the Lies is Michelle Adam's second published work, but from the sounds of it, she has been writing for years. I love stories like hers because they show that if you fail, try, try again. I haven't read her first book, My Sister, but I have seen some good reviews of it. My feelings were... Continue Reading →
Grief is hard to live with, but it's also a huge part of living.
I've had a not-so-amazing day today. Don't you hate when that happens? I've been fighting a cold all week and it just escalated last night. So this morning I was already not feeling amazing and didn't get the best sleep as I could barely breathe out of my nose and my husband was similarly afflicted...and... Continue Reading →
The Dreamers by Karen Thompson Walker is exactly what I want from a sleepy Sunday afternoon read.
Whenever I think of Thailand and teenagers, I think of Brokedown Palace. The ultimate "be careful traveling internationally" story. You know, Claire Danes--fresh off of My So Called Life fame--and Kate Beckingsale are teen girls vacationing in Thailand when they fall into a trap with a cute boy who uses them to transport drugs without... Continue Reading →
By the time you read this review, I will be finished with my Christmas shopping!!!! I hope. Because right now it's November and instead of starting it or thinking of it, I spent the afternoon reading The Perfect Liar by Thomas Christopher Greene. Wow, another author I was blown away by and then realized after... Continue Reading →
Normally I'm pretty hard on books. I rarely give 5 stars. And I was explaining this to my husband by saying, "There really isn't a perfect book." Which is true. But he questioned my logic (not the first time that has happened!) And while it's true that there aren't perfect books, I think maybe I... Continue Reading →
How well do you remember your childhood? In my memory, I picture many experiences as a movie with a golden tinge to the picture. Is this normal? It feels like a dreamier time, mostly good memories but some of the details are fuzzy. I remember the friends, the fun, sitting on the hot wooden bench... Continue Reading →
I have a deep, dark, secret. My mom was a health nut in the 80's, waaaay before Whole Foods and nutrition was such a hot topic. Way before half the population was either a vegan or observed a gluten-free or dairy-free existence. As a child, on Easter, my sister and I received carob bunnies. I... Continue Reading →
