Lest you think my recommendations are always on the mark: the following note from my husband, who stayed up late finishing a book I had thrust upon him, was waiting in my inbox this morning.
I may very well have hated [redacted] worse than I’ve ever hated any work of art in my life.
I’m putting John Mayer videos on unstoppable loops on your computer and the TV.
Oh, he is a diabolical master of revenge. If you never hear from me again, you’ll know why.
early 20th century historical fiction reading list
“I have had to give up writing to my close friends”
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A piece of my heart was already here