Hey friends and happy Monday! You all know (unless you are very very new) that YA is my one true bookish love. It’s been the main thing I read for about 7-8 years, it’s what I write, I even moved to New York City and got a masters degree in it. Oh yeah and I’ve been blogging about it here for like 5+ years. But…
For some reason, I’m not really reading a ton of it right now. Which is bananas because there are so many books I’m excited about coming out. There are plenty, in fact, sitting right on my shelf. But when I was looking at my goodreads shelf last night thinking a review post was long overdue … I realized that out of the last ten books I read, only one was YA.
I don’t think I even read nine books for adults combined in 2014 and 2015, and now I’ve read nine since mid-April! To be fair, *a lot* are romance novels. But still this totally spooked me out.
Hit me with your recommendations in the comments, because I definitely want to add some YA to my library holds queue ASAP!
All the vampire chat on twitter this week is making me nostalgic for one of the most consuming, encompassing book series of my reading history. So, even though the book often reads as a what not to do list of lessons (i.e. sneak into the bedroom of your crush to watch them sleep without permission), here you go: Continue reading
I grew up taking hundreds of quizzes online. And I still do. But this is the first one that I’ve made for the Internet and it’s about one of my all time favorite books. I seriously wrote a paper for my YA and Identity class in grad school about my existential crisis in high school trying to figure out if I was a Meg or a Jo. Even though I made the quiz … I didn’t get the exact answer I was looking for.
Take my quiz and let me know in the comments what sister you get (and if you think it’s the right answer!)
I don’t know if it’s the weather, my current online dating fatigue, or the political/#metoo bad vibes circling through my brain, but I’ve been on a massive romance novel deep dive this year. Seriously, more than 75% of the books I’ve read so far in 2018 have been romance novels. I used to think this was embarrassing or something to keep a secret, but not anymore – especially because I write about romance novels on the regular at book riot. Continue reading
Hello friends. Happy Monday! Last night while most of the people I know were watching the Patriots play the Eagles (sports!), I was at Symphony Space in Manhattan celebrating 80 years of the writing goddess Judy Blume being on our planet. I LOVED her books growing up. There was nothing funnier than Fudge thinking he was a bird in Tales of a Forth Grade Nothing. No friendship more intense than Vix and Caitlin’s in Summer Sisters. And shortly after my first sex ed class, a copy of Forever magically appeared on my bed one day after school (thanks, Mom!). As a reader, Judy Blume feels like a dear friend. And as a writer, she’s like the ultimate inspiration. Continue reading
Hi friends! I’m not going to go into my specific reading goals from the year. Some I made, some I didn’t – I’m pretty sure I’m never going to read House of Mirth BTW. But overall, I’m proud of the reading I did this year. Even though I’m always going to want to do more. Without further adieu: Continue reading