Read this: The Rent Collector

Over the years there have been a number of YA books that captured me completely and for eternity. Off the top of my head, I immediately think of The Book Thief, What the Night Sings and Free Lunch. Interestingly enough, each of these books relates a story of a young person or family struggling under … Continue reading Read this: The Rent Collector

Writer’s tears

I’ve mentioned before that I often find myself weepy when I’m in Ireland. If you know me at all, you’re aware that’s atypical of me. I’m not known to be a crier. On the occasions that I do get teary, it’s likely to be about children and animals, not songs or physical gestures. Last week, though, … Continue reading Writer’s tears

What happens in Vegas?

No, really. What do you enjoy doing when you visit Las Vegas beyond going to see your favorite live band in the world’s newest and coolest new venue? Early next month, my sweetie and I are heading to Vegas to watch the lads play the Sphere and I’m trying to get a sense of what … Continue reading What happens in Vegas?

Waiting on winter

As a kid, I remember winters felt really long. I understand that memories of childhood can be skewed but, as I recall, winters were cold and snowy. Perhaps not as extreme as the winters my mother told me about from her own girlhood in the Black Forest when, she said, they sometimes couldn’t open the … Continue reading Waiting on winter

Obsessed isn’t too strong of a word

While I like to think of myself as being an independent thinker, it seems I am a tad susceptible to advertisements on social media. In the past few years, I’ve fallen under the marketing spell of Thirdlove (bras), Allbirds (shoes), Andie (swimsuits) and TruEarth (laundry detergent strips) with mixed results. The products I’ve purchased have … Continue reading Obsessed isn’t too strong of a word