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The Will of the Many was absolutely fantastic and had me hooked from the very first sentence. This is the kind of book you don’t rush through-not because it drags, but because you want to savor it while trying to piece everything together. I found myself constantly wondering how Vis…
I remember the first book I ever read. It was called Spooky Sounds by Noodles. The moment that the words began to take form, and I could read them, it was off to the races! I always loved reading. I was that kid that relished silent reading time in class,…
Judge this book by its cover. Go ahead. It says it all. But if you want a little more… As many of us who jumped on the Dungeon Crawler Carl (DCC) train wait in agony for more books to come out, the author, Matt Dinniman, honored us with a new…
I was personally very lucky when I was young, because the importance of reading was expressed to me at an early age. My mother would spend hours reading out loud to my sister and I at bedtime. It was the highlight of the day ending by settling in for the…
Then: I learned to read when I was 4 years old when sitting in the big black Naugahyde vinyl rocking chair with my mom and older sister who was the one who was actually learning to read. I just “got it”. I was all about reading Hop on Pop by…
Thinking back on what I read as a kid, a theme popped up that I had never quite noticed before. Witches. I was a girl who was fascinated and sometimes enamored with witches. If I had to guess, I’d say this fascination started when my mom let me watch “The…
The Buffalo Hunter Hunter by Stephen Graham Jones and The Terror by Dan Simmons. Spooky season has begun, and I don’t seem to have much to show for it recommendation wise. You see, something funny happens to you when you are pregnant and in those beginning days of postpartum: your…
I grew up during the Reading Rainbow and Scholastic Bookfair times where nothing was more special or exciting than reading or hearing a good story. I have memories of competing with my sisters to memorize and recite a Shel Silverstein poem or going to Pronghorn Elementary where we were lucky…
For the first six years of my life, I lived in the middle of nowhere on the Crow Reservation. My dad taught in a one-room schoolhouse serving local ranch families. I loved where I lived. My house was mostly quiet and afforded me ample time to think and imagine. Outside…
To the tune of Thrift Store, apparently: “I read my grandma’s books…they smell incredible! This one’s from the 40’s, these are all old stories, but they’re pretty awesome…” Katie John The Boxcar Children Brighty of the Grand Canyon The Mystery of the Caramel Cat A Series of Unfortunate Events: The Bad Beginning…