We spent the morning in the bright sun, sipping coffee and sampling food...then came the rain.
The taxi driver swung around the traffic circle, narrowly missing a smart car. I wondered if the statue of a woman driving a chariot would be the last things I'd ever see.
It’s been 20 hours since I dragged my overstuffed carry-on suitcase through the doorway of my house. After three taxis, a three-hour train ride, countless hours at the airport, a six hour flight and one narrowly averted snow storm, I’m finally here, at my hotel in Spain. Exhausted and excited.
When I think of Spain and literature, I think of Cervantes' Don Quixote. The would-be knight from La Mancha and his sidekick, Sancho Panza, might be the most famous book by a Spanish author. Sadly for me and my trip to Spain, I am not a fan of Don Quixote.
It was long ago when I stopped being "starstruck." And then I went to the NoVa Teen Book Festival and saw Tomi Adeyemi...
Spy fiction is not a genre I usually read (or, really never read) much to the chagrin of my friend, fellow writer and fellow member of the best book club ever, Elizabeth MacKenzie Biedell.
My house groaned like an old angry ghost, one with a fondness for my closet or at least the attic area above it. Unable to sleep, I pulled my covers up to my chin and tried to ignore it.
February was another great book month! I read some great books. Here are all the books I read in Feb + brief reviews .