Why do I write?
Apprently, when you ask most people why they write, they say it’s because they’re full of stories they’re desperate to share. They’re convinced everyone else wants to read their angsty Continue Reading →
Apprently, when you ask most people why they write, they say it’s because they’re full of stories they’re desperate to share. They’re convinced everyone else wants to read their angsty Continue Reading →
Wow wow wow. It’s been a long time since a book has terrified me. Not that, admittedly, it takes too much to scare the pants off me. (Says the girl Continue Reading →
I’m sure I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: I can’t get enough of Carl Hiaasen! I was thrilled to find another of his books, I had resigned Continue Reading →
I’m not sure what the rules are with posting about books the Club are currently reading. Perhaps I should add a disclaimer: If you haven’t yet read The Curious Incident Continue Reading →
Apologies for absence all. I have no other excuse than sheer craziness at work and the sad, sad fact that there just hasn’t been much reading time available. Well, that Continue Reading →
I’ve finally done it. As promised, I took one for the team I have finished all 606 pages of The Seducer. One of the things the narrator asks often during various episodes Continue Reading →
I knew it! I just knew it! Men have been working overtime these past couple of thousand years to perpetuate the myth that women are the weaker sex. But alas for the mere Continue Reading →
Disclaimer: if this post is littered with spelling mistakes, I make no apologies. Cleo gets jealous when I put the laptop on my lap instead of her. So I am Continue Reading →
I lasted literally three days without a blog. I’m not sure if this speaks louder of my love of writing, or my love of attention. I am well aware that my Continue Reading →