I am a playlist person with *certain people*. I often have a hard time expressing certain emotions to certain people. When that happens I am very thankful for my parents raising me on everything from Motown to the Doors to Dylan and James Taylor. Of course, from there I've picked up on everything from 80s everything to Billy Joel, My Chemical Romance, Nsync, being a 90s Pedophile, Gomez (my cat's namesake), Harry Connick, Jr., Robbie Williams and Mika. I've often turned to their lyrics and book quotes to say what I couldn't find words to express.
I don't read more than one book at a time (unless you count audible "rereads" which I sometimes fall asleep to). However, I also read pretty quickly. If I read more than one book at a time, at the rate I read, I wouldn't be able to absorb it all. I think the only time I've stopped one book to pick up another is if I've had an ARC dropped in my lap right before its publishing date and/or if it was an attempt to go back to a book I was about to DNF (did not finish).
Hello you beautiful bookish fiends you! My dear Sleepy Sam Reads tagged me in a brilliant and twisty bookish version of This or That, which she originally saw on Rain’s blog and I'm glad she did because it has been a while since I've been tagged! So, thank you my dear! I will be adding one question at the end (shhh...) I can't stick to the college themed week that everyone else is celebrating but just remember, as we get this party started.....
Fresh Ink is an anthology of “twelve label-defying” stories. For those familiar with Point-of-View short story works that have recently come out, Fresh Ink is not centered on a central plot point. For instance, it isn’t the same as Feral Youth by Shaun David Hutchinson (a fantastic read if you get the chance). Edited by the co-founder of We Need Diverse Books, Lamar Giles, the anthology includes topics on coming out, poverty, untimely death, transitioning and romance. I am not going to go through every story, but I am going to talk about my favorites without giving too much away. Dedicated to the late, great Walter Dean Myers, I am going to leave Tags for last.