
I‘m posting one book a day from my massive collection. No description, no reason for why I want to read it.
#ABookADay2025

I‘m posting one book a day from my massive collection. No description, no reason for why I want to read it.
#ABookADay2025

This monster waits for me in the new year… all 857 pages. February and March, 2026, for book club. #FirstSaturdayReaders

The whole “kid who can talk to animals” has been done a ton of times, but I usually enjoy it. This time, though, the animals sounded more like the kid‘s thoughts. And the animals behaved more like plot devices in the kid‘s story about himself. I couldn‘t make it past the second chapter.
The four winds have blown us here, people from all across the country, to the very edge of this great land, and now, at last, we make our stand, fight for what we know to be right. We fight for our American dream, that it will be possible again.
“That old bag has no right to judge you. Stare her down,” Jack said, and urged her to keep walking.