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    the brothers karamazov

    here it is. the end of june. have you finished the brothers karamazov? neither have i. but i’m still there. i’m still reading. and gosh darn it, i’m going to finish if it kills me. (which it just might.) here’s our guest host’s review: don’t worry, no spoilers or loosening of important plot points follows. [...]

    the enchanted april

    i hope the enchanted april enchanted your own april. here’s our guest host sarajane’s take on the book.

    I was totally enchanted by Enchanted April. I found myself completely taken in by the delicious descriptions on every page of this delightful novel. It was almost magic how quickly I felt totally transplanted into this warm, [...]

    books, books

    i know you’ve been on the edge of your seat. “what is she reading?” you’re wondering. it’s been months, hasn’t it?, since i gave you the big book update. well, take a breath, here we go.

    i finished sarah willis’s newest novel, the sound of us. verdict: utterly disappointing. everything charming and delightful about her first [...]

    the book trail: housekeeping

    i feel ill equipped to review “housekeeping.” honestly, i wasn’t sure i would enjoy it, especially after trying robinson’s pulitzer prize winning “gilead” and only managing to stomach a few pages. and even more so after attending a reading of robinson’s a few years ago: i found her arrogant and self-satisfied. i could hardly stand [...]

    a girl of the limberlost

    this is one of those “coming of age” novels that i clung to as i fumbled and stumbled my way through junior high and high school. elnora comstock is sassy and bright, empathetic and curious. and those lunches! my tummy dreams of the packed lunches of elnora comstock.

    and occasionally, when no one is looking, i [...]