Top Nine Presented in no particular order, though my favorite non-fiction this year was Dessa and my favorite novel was Ayobami Adebeyo’s. Charmed me in a way that I wasn’t expecting: Chemistry by Weike Wang…
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Day 137 of 200: The Shock of Recognition
This week I read Well-Read Black Girl edited by Glory Edim. It’s an anthology of essays written by black women about discovering themselves in literature and what that meant to them. The collection is wonderful,…
Day 132 of 200: Good & Mad
Over the weekend I read Rebecca Traister’s Good and Mad: The Revolutionary Power of Women’s Anger, which was overall kinda shruggy-emoji. It’s basically a rehash of the last two years with a smidgen of history…
Day 129 of 200: Patty Jane’s House of Snotting Your Face Off
The first time I read Lorna Landvik’s Patty Jane’s House of Curl, I was a 23-year-old gas station attendant. I remember reading the book late at night laying on my futon in the bedroom I…
Day 107 of 200: All You Can Ever Know
Everyone once in awhile you come across a book that so exquisitely explains your life experience it makes you feel less alone in the world. For me, these books include The Giant’s House by Elizabeth…
Day 98 of 200: Librarians I Have Known Pt. I
I’m in the midst of Susan Orlean’s The Library Book, and it’s making me super sentimental about libraries and librarians, in specific. When I was a sophomore gym was a required class. As a 6’3″…
Day 92 of 200: Should Have Quit While I was Ahead
I should have quit Mindy Mejia’s Leave No Trace as soon as I realized the main character, Maya, was a 23-year-old speech therapist practicing at the same mental hospital where she was a patient a…
Day 87 of 200: I Met My Yearly Reading Goal Already
My original goal was to read 60 books in 2018. I upped the number to 70 this summer. I’m currently in the midst of book 74 (The Witch Elm by Tana French). Amazing what you…
Day 82 of 200: Worrying About Losing Gidget
Tonight I’ll probably finish reading Sally Field’s memoir In Pieces. It’s been way more interesting thing I expected. I’m not entirely sure what I expected, but I wasn’t prepared for so much gut-wrecnching honesty about…
Day 68 of 200: Pandora’s Box pt. I
Ms. Marquette was my 9th grade English teacher. She was a teeny, tiny woman* who looked like Betty Boop come to life. That is, if Betty dressed like a 1986 9th grade English teacher. Ms….