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Even though it is raining and windy out, and even though the rain was bad enough to shut down the outside portion of the Book Festival in Philadelphia several hours earlier than planned, it was a splendid day ( Read more... )

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I haven't done a "what I'm reading now" post in a while, and I thought perhaps it was time.

From the library:

Till I End My Song: A Gathering of Last Poems, edited by Harold Bloom. I think I might want this for my birthday. Bloom has collected the last poems - or, in some cases, poems that would be fitting as last poems - from 100 noted or ( Read more... )

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1. I am not a member of the YA Mafia. That I know of. Not that I would say if I were - after all, the rules for the YA Mafia are probably like the rules for Fight Club, and we all know what the first rule is. Also, I remain surprised at how large tea-cup sized tempests can become ( Read more... )

I recently read four inter-related novels by Eloisa James, which are, in turn, slightly related to a later series that I'll get to later this week. (I actually read the later four first, only to find my introduction to a key character here - more on that as we go.)


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