This is another one of those posts that's coming to you later than I meant it to, but means no less to me because of that. I read Celeste Ng's Little Fires Everywhere earlier in the summer, as part of a book club. I really quite enjoyed it, and knew as soon as I started... Continue Reading →
This is going to be a short recommendation, folks. Why? Because I can sum up what I thought of Gail Carriger's Soulless in just four words: I absolutely loved it. Alright, I know, you need more than that to convince you to read it. I do have more to share, I promise. And as a... Continue Reading →
With the number of books I have waiting to be read on my shelf, it's rare that I borrow a book from someone else. Once in a while, though, there's one that a friend will tell me I need to read, one that they say I'll love, and they'll insist that I take it home... Continue Reading →
I don't watch a lot of horror movies, but I do watch horror TV shows. Not many of them, but a few. Mostly, though, I satisfy my horror craving by reading books in the genre. You know what's particularly satisfying, though? A horror novel written in a way that has me picturing its scenes as... Continue Reading →
We all crave something that makes us feel good once in a while. For me, one of the ways of satisfying that craving is finding a light, romantic, will-they-or-won't-they (you know they will) sort of book. The Geography of You and Me, by Jennifer E. Smith, had been sitting on my shelf for months. I... Continue Reading →
Miranda Burski 