I finally pulled the trigger and bought my first tarot deck. Yep. It's really happening. I already have my crystals - blue calcite, black tourmaline, and selenite; plus, I've got sage for when things need cleansing. It was just a matter of time before I found the perfect deck. At the suggestion of my pal... Continue Reading →
I'm a sucker for a romance novel. Give me a forlorn woman in search of a man to take on a date, show off at a wedding, or flaunt in front of an ex, and I'm in. Yes, I realize this all seems very anti-whateverism that people often expect from me, but these kinds of... Continue Reading →
"You cannot do a kindness too soon because you never know how soon it will be too late." -Ralph Waldo Emerson
I just ordered a book from the Big A - not because I like giving Jeff Bezos my money, but because the book is by a student and I want to support her. The slim volume arrived at my door, clad in the blue and white packaging, and I ripped it open; I marveled at her creation.... Continue Reading →
Sarah Moss's sparse novel Ghost Wall is the story of Silvie - short for Sulevia, an ancient British goddess - her soft-spoken mother, and her Iron Age-loving father. The three inhabit the northern ends of Britain, Northumberland, and Silvie's father, a truck driver, volunteers them to partake in an Experiential Archaeological study conducted by a local professor during his two-week vacation.
In the last eight weeks - approximately 56 days - I've graded 140 essays. That represents a good chunk of my time; honestly, it takes me nearly four hours each time I score a batch of 28 AP Literature essays.
Is anyone else creeped out by this Dove chocolate message? #agentletouchspeaksvolumes
What makes Groskop’s memoir so solidly readable is the finesse with which she interweaves the histories, with the novels, with her life and experiences both in Russia and out of Russia. The memoir will make you want visit a country-side dacha, brew some chay, and chat with your babushka about who you are and the history of your people. Zamechatel'na!
To get the full value of joy, you should have someone to divide it with. ~ Mark Twain
Teddy must learn who she can trust; can she trust herself and her abilities? what about the rest of the Misfits? her teachers? It’s also darker, having graduated from the young adult feel of Harry Potter to the decidedly troubled times in which many middle-twenty-somethings find themselves.
shelly. walston. writes. 