(Pneumonia update: no more pneumonia (hooray!) but lungs still need to recover (boo!)) On the lead-up to the holidays, nothin’ but… YA novels, baby! Texas Gothic (**** – liked) Chime (***** – loved) The Scorpio Races (**** – liked) I am J (**** – liked) Hush (**** – liked) Where the Streets Had a Name (****…
(Pneumonia update: still coughin’ :P) You may recall that earlier this year, I posted a blog entry on three season premieres. Here’s the follow-up as we hit the holiday break. Slight spoilers, but everything is really vague. Dexter (season 7) Status: stopped watching at 7×06
(Monday post = better late than never! On the other hand, it seems I have pneumonia, so maybe that’s more of a reason than an excuse?) I feel the same way about Christmas as I feel about drinking scotch, scrapbooking, or keeping kosher: it’s a chosen activity that makes some…
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Books YA/MG fiction The Opposite of Hallelujah (***** – loved) Adult fiction Zoo City (***** – loved) Beauty and the Werewolf (*** – enjoyed) Broken Harbour (***** – loved) Adult non-fiction Freakonomics: A Rogue Economist Explores the Hidden Side of Everything (*** – enjoyed) Movies Wreck-It Ralph (**** – liked) In…
Or, how to write a book, no matter how bad, that Sarah will devour. It’s simple — all you have to do is cram in one or more of the following:
Books YA/MG fiction Blood Red Road (***** – loved) Where Things Come Back (***** – loved) Insurgent (**** – liked) The Clockwork Three (*** – enjoyed) Graphic novels Friends With Boys (**** – liked) Adult fiction Deadlocked (*** – enjoyed) Rumpole and the Penge Bungalow Murders (**** – liked) Uncle…
… I’m thinking about fiction, and you will be, too. (WARNING: due to the nature of this discussion, this blog entry will contain swear words and references to works that depict graphic violence. No graphic violence in the blog itself, though.) The first novel manuscript I ever wrote was called Just…
When I was in eleventh grade, my Writer’s Craft teacher referred to Cats as a “McMusical.” By this, she meant that it relied for its entire appeal on the work done by someone else — T. S. Eliot and his Possum’s Book of Practical Cats.
The weird thing is, normally I’m a subtitle kind of gal. I don’t like listening to TV at high volumes. And some shows, like The Wire, just make a whole lot more sense when I can see names spelled out or hear what mumblers are saying in the background. In fact,…