I don’t even know how to begin to talk about 2021.
Sometimes I read for joy. Sometimes I read to block out my own thoughts. A lot of the time I was just too tired to read at all.
(more…)I don’t even know how to begin to talk about 2021.
Sometimes I read for joy. Sometimes I read to block out my own thoughts. A lot of the time I was just too tired to read at all.
(more…)What could I possibly write about 2020 that hasn’t already been said? It was a strange year. Add having a baby to the mix, and last year was even further outside of my normal than expected.
The fact that I managed to finish 27 books by year’s end (two more than I planned) makes me happy. I often felt like I wasn’t making the most of my time at home, so exceeding my goal by any amount is a win. Plus, I read 12 of these after my daughter was born – a major accomplishment in any year.
(more…)A semi-regular, ongoing series of posts where I discuss movie adaptations of books, because I love books and I love movies.
It’s always exciting when my book club reading naturally aligns with a film release. Last month the classics book club I attend read Rebecca, the gothic novel by Daphne du Maurier, only to discover that Netflix was releasing a new version of the movie just weeks later. Kismet!
(more…)I’m pregnant. This has little to do with The Martian, other than the fact that I find myself trying to make it through at least a fraction of my TBR list before the baby’s arrival.* And this book has been sitting on that list since the movie adaptation was released in 2015.
(more…)Social distancing. Isolating. Quarantining. It doesn’t matter what action you’re taking at the moment, because your mind is probably preoccupied with COVID-19 no matter what.
(more…)We’re already well into 2020, and I realize I’ve not yet posted my previous year’s reading list. My mind has been elsewhere the past couple months (we recently moved house and found out we’re expecting our first child later later this year!), hence this less-than-punctual post. But, better late than never.
(more…)A semi-regular, ongoing series of posts where I discuss movie adaptations of books, because I love books and I love movies.
A Simple Favor first entered my reading orbit when I saw a teaser trailer for its movie adaptation. Paul Feig, a comedy genius, was making… a mystery thriller? With Anna Kendrick, who’s also known for her comedic chops? Ok, I’ll bite. But I’ve got to read the book first, of course.
(more…)Another year of reading is behind me. As always, here’s a list of the books I finished in 2018.
(more…)A semi-regular, ongoing series of posts where I discuss movie adaptations of books, because I love books and I love movies
If I had a nickel for every time I read a book and thought, “This would make a much better movie” …Well, I’d maybe have 20 cents. My husband would say this is because I’m a book snob. But I can’t help it if most of the books I’ve read are so totally engrossing that I want to spend more than two hours with the story.
Welcome to a semi-regular, ongoing series of posts where I discuss movie adaptations of books, because I love books and I love movies.
I don’t always feel like a bona fide adult. Sure, I’ve ticked a few of the ‘grown up’ milestones off my list: marriage, buying a home, establishing a career. But I often feel like I’m just playacting at being a real adult. I can’t possibly be in my mid-30s, right? It’s insane to think that my high school days were over 15 years ago and that 20 years ago now only barely qualifies as the 1990s.