This is a place for my meandering bookish thoughts that may or may not have a place anywhere else. Mental slush that for some reason I feel like other people might appreciate.

  • On Reading

    On Reading

    I am the kind of reader where unless the book I’m reading is one I’m studying, my brain is like a sieve. I may not be a mood reader in practice, but in my memory I am, because all I remember are vibes. Did I like that love interest with the hair? Did that one…