Although the exchange took approximately 30 seconds, I walked away from meeting my writing idol, Kwame Alexander, filled with equal parts elation and embarrassment.
You read that right. This month was all about podcasts, book festivals and disco ubers. Intrigued? Read on...
I get giddy about Banned Books Week. Books + free speech awareness. It just swells my little book loving activist heart.
Oh August! The month where my lawn turns scorched-sun yellow and the humidity poofs out my hair like Monica on Friends...
The National Book Festival...a day of long lines of disappointment and pleasant surprises.
It started with tattoos...And ended with Deadpool glaring at me.