A Summer to Read: Ch. 2

So it’s August. The twilight of summer. This week I had a two-day professional development session for the upcoming school year, and while it was valuable training and a wonderful chance to collaborate with my amazing colleagues, I couldn’t help feeling rather depressed by the end of it. “Well that’s it. Summer’s over,” I kept…

A Summer to Read: Ch. 1

Has anyone ever read that book A Summer to Die by Lois Lowry? When I was a kid we’d go to the public library once every couple weeks and I’d load up on paperbacks from the Young Readers section, eager to lose myself in a new book. No doubt the attention-grabbing title is what first…

2019: The Best So Far

Judging by my lack of recent updates, it may seem like I’ve stopped reading, but I assure you that is not the case. I’ve just been concentrating my writing efforts on my infertility blog, which is slowly becoming the first draft of an infertility memoir (#summergoals). I have most definitely been reading, though not perhaps…

My Top Ten of 2018

I tried to read 100 books in 2018. I managed to finish 91. I suppose I’m a bit disappointed that I didn’t hit my goal, but I learned an important lesson – namely, that the quota approach is not the best way to savor books. I found myself stressing about “getting through” enough pages in…

October: I read Moby Dick. What was I thinking?

I have to admit something a bit embarrassing: I have no idea where I’m at now on my 100 books goal. I know that I haven’t met the monthly quotas I set at the beginning of the year and I sense that I’ve lost too much ground at this point to recover. But I’m okay…

September: Beach Reads, Dystopia, and Living Up to the Hype

I know September feels like ages ago, especially to those of us in the Northern Plains who are suddenly back in the bleakest dark of mid-winter again (which is thoroughly UNFAIR, Universe! *shakes fist*). Perhaps it’s all the more reason to think back on those golden late-summer days when the afternoon sun on your bare…

July: Somehow it begins and ends with executions

At about this time every summer, I reflect on how I spent June and July, wondering sadly how the time passes so quickly and wishing I’d done more to really savor it. Truly, summer is an annual lesson in living in the moment. I regret to say that I didn’t accomplish half of the items…