The books I read last month were notable not only for themselves, but also for the fact that I read them just following a layoff — from the same authors, and in the same order, that I read the first […]
I pretty much fell off the reading wagon towards the last quarter of this year. It wasn’t that I didn’t read at all; I did, but I focused on pleasure reading, not analysis or review. I also read some draft […]
Read? Singular? As in, you only read one book in July, Christa? Well, no. Far from it. I read several… but I want to focus on one in particular. July hasn’t been an easy writing month on multiple counts: I […]
I admit: I struggled a bit this month. I broke my policy of being very picky about what I read, in the spirit of supporting other indie authors and booksellers… and ended up with a book I couldn’t finish. This […]
Yes I know, I slumped on reviewing April’s reads. (I did read during April!) It was a busy month at work, and I wasn’t as diligent about taking notes during my readings as I learned to be this past month, […]
I had a little bit of a rough month. Early on I was struggling with flagging energy, anxiety, basically all symptoms I only experience when I eat foods to which I’m sensitive — grains in particular, except I wasn’t eating […]
I admit it: until last year, I didn’t read very much fiction by Black authors. I read Colson Whitehead’s Zone One because it was zombie fiction, and Tiya Miles’ Tales from the Haunted South because it was research for a […]
Something I decided I wanted to do as part of the end-of-year/new-year reflection is to write a monthly blog post about what I read over the previous few weeks. There’s not really a theme, rhyme or reason to my interests […]
The idea for Raccoon Rescue was always grounded in the desire to educate other humans about “nuisance” wildlife and how survival drives animals to human-built property. With that in mind, getting the book into the hands of people who could […]
One of the reasons I like to use “fiction that doesn’t fit in” as my tagline is that it reflects how for most of my life, I haven’t fit in well. As a kid, I moved around a lot owing […]