“Plenty of time. You can take in a lot in a hundred and twenty seconds, and that’s all I came here to do: have a good look,” (Hannah 1). Beth Leeson and Flora Braid aren’t friends anymore and haven’t spoken to one another in twelve years, but that doesn’t stop Beth from wanting to check …
“…everything you’ve seen is built by you. Which is why you’ll never see it again,” (Walden 256). I absolutely adored Walden’s amazing graphic novel On a Sunbeam so it was crushing not liking Are You Listening? Bea is running away and ends up running into Lou, an acquaintance of her mom’s who agrees to drive her to …
And then there’s the fact that I’m twenty-six, soon to be twenty-seven, and I wondered if I was too old to dye my hair, if it would make people see me different, make me feel different, or make me seem unprofessional. This also wasn’t true, there are women in their eighties who dye their hair neon pink and bright purple, there’s no age to hair dye (okay, maybe a baby shouldn’t use bleach and dye in their little hair but you get what I mean) and my co-workers like it too which is nice.
“English majors and book nerds and almost everyone in the program knew that a piece of literature can be the perfect antidote to loneliness, but the truth is that creating that antidote often makes the writer more vulnerable to the thing it’s fighting,” (Zancan 58). I’ve realized I don’t like books about writing, which is …
“The facts, such as they were, were simple: Alicia was found alone with Gabriel’s body; only her fingerprints were on the gun. There was never any doubt she killed Gabriel. Why she killed him, on the other hand, remained a mystery,” (Michaelides 10). It’s been a long time since I’ve read a thriller that 1) …
For the past two weeks I’ve been pretty upset. It’s not like anything dire has happened to me (though with everything currently happening in the world it’s more than enough reason to be upset). Unfortunately my reason was more selfish: the trip I was supposed to be in Whitehorse/Dawson City and because of COVID I …
I received an ARC of this book from the publishers in exchange for an honest review. “…white people were stultifyingly predictable; if they could not steal it, they would kill it, but they would never, ever let a colored person have it,” (Johnson 129). I tried hard to like this book and to finish it …
The internet is immortal. Well, maybe not immortal. If something happened that knocked out people’s ways of logging online then it would die, our virtual footprint dead with us. But for now, while the internet is very much alive it at least seems immortal. We post things without a second thought, some of us have …
I’m not going to pretend I understand how the internet works. Thinks get popular and then fade away into obscurity as our attention spans get shorter. I’m not bashing on anyone, I’m use the internet like most and have the same shortening attention span, the same spurts of obsessiveness that seems to define people now. …
I received an ARC of this book from the publishers in exchange for an honest review. “It was accident, but…I killed Zoe Spanos” (Frick 15). Rebecca meets the Hamptons meets true crime podcast in this new YA thriller that’s sure to change and pave the way for new novels in the genre.
