A Summer to Read: Ch. 3

Even though it’s sort of the Sunday night of summer, I have to say, August was just grand. We spent a week of it in England, where I spent an entire day visiting book shops I normally only see on Instagram and Twitter. I was thrilled to discover one of my picks, The Nickel Boys,…

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…

December: Finishing strong with heavy hitters and award winners

When I made my master plan for reading 100 books in one year, I was counting on doing extra reading during the summer months. I forgot that between cycling, gardening, and making the most of the long days and beautiful weather, I actually have less time to read than I do during the school year….

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…