My friends, I have been miserably sick for over 36 hours now, and there’s no end in sight. As I see myself logging a lot of Bed Time in the near future, let’s take a look at some books that star characters who’re convalescing from one thing or another:
Shakespeare Bats Cleanup by Ron Koertge
When I think of convalescing, this is always the first book that comes to mind—possibly because my own personal Summer Of Mono memories are so ...
The books didn’t help me find a word for myself; my father refused to accept the weight of it. And so I made my own.
I am vengeance.
—The Female of the Species, by Mindy McGinnis
When Alex Craft was a freshman in high school, her older sister Anna was raped and murdered. For the last three years, Alex has hardly talked to anyone. At school, she flies under the radar—earning stellar grades, but avoiding all meaningful contact with ...
It’s been two years, and it doesn’t feel weird anymore having Dad live somewhere else, especially since somewhere else is only five blocks away. Sometimes we even run into him at the grocery store, and even though he and Momma don’t hug or anything, they are polite and not screaming and throwing eggs like I heard Meg Kelly’s parents do.
—Two Naomis, by Olugbemisola Rhuday-Perkovich and Audrey Vernick
Ten-year-old Naomi Marie and her four-year-old sister, Brianna, primarily live with ...
Regardless, nobody wants to linger on the details when it’s easier to move forward as if they’re rumors instead of memories. That’s how it’s always been here, I guess. So ever since I found Walter dead, I’ve been acting as if nothing happened, even though on the inside I’m beginning to unravel, slowly, like a thread being pulled painstakingly from its spool.
Something isn’t right in this house.
—The Women in the Walls, by Amy Lukavics
Lucy Acosta lives ...
“I feel like a lamb being led to the slaughter.”
She laughed. “You’re funny.”
She nodded. “You remember that thing Lord Summerisle says at the end of The Wicker Man?”
Arman shook his head. He had no idea what she was talking about. “That’s a movie, right? I never saw it. What does he say?”
Kira grinned her Cheshire grin again. “Reverence the sacrifice.”
—The Smaller Evil, by Stephanie Kuehn
17-year-old Arman’s ...
New month, new books! A few of the August titles I’m looking forward to picking up are:
Girl in Pieces, by Kathleen Glasgow
Don't You Trust Me?, by Patrice Kindl
These are the only two on this list that I’ve read as of yet. The first, I expected to be semi-lukewarm about, but ended up liking quite a lot. The second, vice-versa.
Girl in Pieces deals heavily with self-harm, about one girl’s journey towards healing through art and friendship ...
As my bio says below, I run a library in rural Maine. And by, “run a library in rural Maine,” I mean that I’m the only full-time employee, responsible for ordering materials and cataloging them and running the circulation desk and troubleshooting tech issues and answering reference questions AND planning and running programming for all ages.
For that reason, at the moment, we only have one ongoing book club—geared to adults, but open to anyone who wants to join—and ...
You know those Today in History lists? I love them, and I look at them almost every day. More often than not, they send me down some internet rabbithole about some historical event, figure, or oddity; sometimes they prompt me to start poking around, looking for fiction about the subject.
Which is how I found out that thirty-eight years ago today, Louise Brown was born, the first person known to have been conceived via in vitro fertilization. While there isn’t ...