Breakups are not always rational. This is what watching 9 seasons of Seinfeld taught me. And I apply this learning beyond personal relationships. I apply it to books as well.
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.
Kindness. It's something I think everyone would agree this world could use a lot more of. Good thing there are lots of books to help inspire us to be kinder to each other!
I am a Valentine's Day Scrooge. I think it's a Hallmark-created holiday full of needless obligation to buy needless things. But that's depressing...so let's talk about 2 WAY better holidays!
Books make me happy in a way that may confuse many people. It's a kind of obsessive, craving love that would be unhealthy if it were directed at a human.
With the recent Women's March and women taking a larger role on the world stage, the idea of feminism has been on my mind a lot. I am a feminist and proud. But what made me this way?
As I flitted around to various holiday celebrations, I started to notice a trend, people like to talk about their latest TV binge obsession. I like to binge TV too, but over my holiday break I binged something better. I binged books!
Last year my New Year's resolution was to expand my reading experience. To do this, I created a reading challenge. It was less than successful. This year I'm at it again because the definition of crazy is doing the same thing over and over and expecting the same result, right?
They say laughter is the best medicine. I say it has some competition with books.