I cried when I finished reading Brooklyn, Burning by Steve Brezenoff. While I’m generally a crybaby, I wouldn’t need to use my toes to count how many times a novel has made me cry. But…
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Smell the hotdish & church coffee
Reading Jean Thompson’s The Year We Left Home is a little like surviving a year in the Midwest. If you come here in the late spring it’s all glorious warm days and cool nights and…
The bright, shiny penny & David Foster Wallace
Thursday I had the pleasure and honor to be interviewed by a delightful young woman from the UofM for the English Major’s blog. Or something like that. I can’t exactly remember what the focus of…
I enjoyed Mamba Point even with my ridiculous snake phobia
When you’re an adult a weird and mild form of multiple personality disorder overcomes you when you read Middle Grade Fiction. When you’re reading a really good book, in this case Mamba Point by Kurtis…
The disappointment
Can we all agree before I start that Kevin Brockmeier is a beautiful and inventive writer? His novel The Brief History of the Dead still haunts me even thought it’s been years since I’ve read…
The lazy reader takes pictures
When I’m in bed reading and a happen across something that resonates with me, I’m much too lazy to write it down and much to fastidious to write in a book. However, I do have…