Talking Tuesday: Why Did I Become Vegan?


Since I posted this thread over the weekend, I’ve gotten a lot of DMs/comments asking why I became vegan and if I’m part of the zero waste or minimalist communities (because most YouTube vegans are). I would like to start this like I did my thread: I don’t think veganism is possible for everyone. I understand health issues, food deserts, multiple people sharing one small food budget. This is just my experience with veganism and it isn’t meant to shame anyone.

I was a vegetarian during high school and was an on/off vegan all through college. At some point, I stopped being a vegan and I justified it to myself by saying “Oh, I’m so tired and I’m sick so I don’t have enough energy to fix the sort of food I need to stay on a vegan diet.” Because that’s how I viewed veganism at the time- as a diet.

For the next few years, I was off and on veganism again. Last year I started watching vegan YouTubers and I really got into the idea of the raw food movement… but I quickly learned that’s just not for me. I also tried being a fruitarian but, again, not for me. I really felt like I didn’t have a place in the vegan community because all of the vegans I saw were vegan for health reasons. There were a few that were more planet oriented but at the end of the day, they were preaching exercise and that’s not helping the planet. While I want to be healthy, I feel like I could do the same thing eating a standard American diet. My reasons for being vegan are pretty simple- I don’t think a living creature should have to die so I can eat. I don’t think animals should be subjected to inhumane conditions so that I can drink milk or eat cheese or eggs. I don’t think I’m so above animals that their suffering doesn’t matter so long as I get what I want.

I always said that I would never “shock” myself back into veganism but I ended up doing that by watching Earthlings, a documentary that I have staunchly avoided since I found out about it. It is graphic and horrible and after watching it, I will never go back to eating meat or consuming animal products. Part of me wishes I had never watched it but part of me knows that I had to. I’ve always known that animals were treated cruelly but seeing it made it more concrete.

Honestly, the transition back into veganism hasn’t been hard. I feel a lot better mentally and physically, and meal prepping is so easy. Make a pot of beans on Sunday and a crockpot meal on Wednesday, and I am pretty much set for lunches or dinners the rest of the week. That helps out a lot since I take care of my Dad and he’s on a specialized diet. I don’t have to worry about making two meals.

As for minimalism, I try. I’m definitely not as hardcore about it as most people are but I am trying to declutter my house/not bring more junk in. It’s an ongoing process because my mind tells me that I need things to make me happy but I also know that having so much stuff makes me anxious because it has to be cleaned and stored or put to use.

As for Zero Waste… I think it’s a noble cause. I also don’t think it’s feasible. Even if you’re buying in bulk, there’s still waste being made.. it’s just being left at the store. I firmly believe in recycling when possible, using reusable containers and shopping bags, and trying to produce as little waste as possible, but I’m also not going to stop eating tofurkey or daiya cheese because they come in their own packaging. If you live that way and feel comfortable with it, more power to you. It’s not for me.

So, that’s all I have to say on that today! Next week I will post about what I generally eat in a week as a vegan/how much I spend on groceries.

Questions? Let me know in the comments below!



Spooky Saturday: IT Update


Remember when I started IT by Stephen King all those months ago and I was like “Yeah, I’m going to read 100 pages every day so I can finish it fast!”

And then I said “I’m going to read it exclusively on the weekends but it shouldn’t take me long!”

And now I’m like, “I’m scared. This book haunts me. I still have 600 pages to go. I hate clowns. Send help.”

C99O54SUMAAxzp9Last weekend, I dove back into IT. I only read 40 pages before I tapped out (it was dark outside, I was scared). This isn’t a normal horror novel. This isn’t a “scary, not scary, not scary, scary” book.

No, IT is a horror novel that you’re terrified of from the start. I don’t think I’ve gone more than 2 pages without something absolutely terrifying happening.

My last update left us with the Loser Gang, now adults, meeting back in Derry. They’ve come together to try and end Pennywise… for good this time. After a terrifying lunch (I will never look at fortune cookies the same), the gang splits up to explore their old stomping grounds. Each of them is drawn to a certain place and they face Pennywise. I find it pretty strange that Pennywise offers each of them a chance to leave town, almost as if IT is scared of them.

The gang is also starting to get pieces of their memories back. If you haven’t read the book, none of them really remember what happened that summer or how they defeated Pennywise. But as they’ve come back to Derry, little memories have started pushing their way up.


A Very Personal Book Post


Today would have been Mama’s 63rd birthday.

It has been 10 years since she passed, but every year on her birthday, I think of all the things that we’ve missed doing together. It’s a very bittersweet day for me. Any day I get to celebrate the person she was is a special day, but it hurts deeply because it’s also a reminder that I’ll never get to know who she would have finished growing into.

Mama was an artist. She liked painting lakes and forests and rivers because that’s where she preferred to be. She was an crocheter, the yard sale Queen of our family, and had the longest losing streak at cards of anyone I knew. She wasn’t above tipping over the Monopoly board when she was losing or just bored of the games. She had a patience with animals and babies and flowers, and could make three flourish and grow with little effort. She raised children who were not her own, baked cakes for all my friends on their birthdays, and once called my high school principal a dick (to his face) when he tried to suspend for skipping class because I was in the bathroom having a panic attack.

She was also my best friend. The very best friend I will ever have. She covered my back to keep my out of trouble, held my secrets safe, gave me a soft place to land, and for many, many years kept me from harming myself.

I miss her. Sometimes it’s a dull miss. A forever tingle in the back of my mind that something just isn’t right with my world. Sometimes it’s a terrible miss. Some days I feel like the weight of her being gone is going to suffocate me. But I always miss her. Every day, every hour, every minute, every second. I miss her. I miss her. I miss her.

Mama wasn’t a reader but she turned me into one. From the time I was just a little thing, she was buying and reading books to me. Every summer we spend hours at the library. She encouraged me to pursue this thing that gave me such an escape when I was a sickly child.

So this post is for her.

Books that remind me of Mama.



This one has a funny story attached to it that Mama loved to tell… much to my embarrassment.

We had watched The Color Purple at my Grandma’s house one Friday night and I loved it. The next morning, Mama and I went to a church sale and I saw the book for sale. After whining about wanting it, Mom agreed to buy it for me to shut me up but had planned to put it up when we got home… I was like 7 at the time and it definitely was not an age appropriate book. I, however, would not relinquish the book and when we got back in the car, I started reading it out loud. To this day, I still remember getting to the part where Celie is describing having sex for the first time (“He put his thing in my…”) and Mama screeched “AMANDA LEANN!” which I knew meant I was in serious trouble. After she recovered from the shock of it, she started laughing… and I started bawling. She ended up taking the book and buying me a different one at the next yard sale. I still can’t read this book without hearing her horrified voice in my ear.



frThis was another one that we loved as a movie first.

When Grandma went through her Kathy Bates phase, we got sucked in, too. It wasn’t until years later that I realized this was a book and checked it out of the library.

I was half-way through when Mama realized what I was reading… and demanded I start over and read it to her, too.

When we finished, she said “It’s not the same as the movie… but it’s still good.”




CaptureAnne of Green Gables was the first book I truly remember Mama reading to me and this is where my love of Anne, Gilbert, and the Cuthberts began.

We only read the first one together which might be why it’s my favorite. I can’t read this book without hearing that slow Southern drawl I miss so much.





hpI’ve told this story before, but for the sake of this post (and in honor of my mom’s badassery) I’ll tell it again.

When I was very young, we were at my Dad’s parents house for Christmas Eve dinner. All of the grandkids received a gift from his parents… except for me. Their excuse was that they couldn’t find a doll who “looked like” me. The real reason was because they didn’t like me because I’m biracial.

I just remember my parents storming out. I was just a little kid, but I knew that I had been shunned by my grandparents yet again. Mom demanded that Dad stop “anywhere” to find me a gift to make up for what my grandparents had done (we all knew it wouldn’t make it better but it was something tangible that would take the edge off of everyone). The only store open in town was the newly built Books-A-Million and they were about to close. Mom went in by herself, pleaded with them to give her two minutes, and came out with two presents for me: a stuffed animal and Harry Potter and The Sorcerer’s Stone (a title that raised the eyebrows of my Pentecostal minister father). That bookish decision started my lifelong love for Harry Potter and really started my lifelong love of reading. I had enjoyed it before but Harry Potter was what really cemented me as reader.




She’s Come Undone is a hard book for me to talk about.

When Mama died in May 2007, I didn’t leave the house after the funeral for months. Even after my senior year started, I only went to school and then hid out in my room the rest of the time.

One weekend Grandma convinced me to go to a library sale with her and I found this book on a $.50 book shelf. It was a tattered copy with a torn cover, and the librarian actually let me have it for free. I started the book that night.

In the book, the main character loses her mother suddenly in an accident. While my mom died of natural causes, her death was sudden and seeing this character go through the same emotions, the same breakdown, I was going through broke something inside of me. I cried the entire time I read this book and then I immediately started it again. And again. And again. I read nothing but this book for an entire month, crying every time. But with each passing read, I felt stronger. All of the crying, all of the brokenness I felt, was cathartic. This book helped me get past some of the worst part of my grief and helped me break out of my isolation. So while Mama and I never enjoyed this book together, this book pulled me out of the worst slump of my life… something she used to do. I don’t care what anyone says, I believe finding this book was divine interference- a last gift from Mama to help me find my way out of the dark.


Happy Birthday, Mama.






I am SO excited to be joining Read.Sleep.Repeat’s ARC August readathon! I’ve been wanting to clear out my NetGalley and ARC list… but just never seem to find the time to do it, so this is the perfect month to get those out of the way before I start my Fall reading!

You can check out the link above for all the rules and fun stuff that’s going to be happening during #ARCAugust.

And this is what I’ll be reading this month for the challenge:



For sixteen years Ivy Lovely has been hidden behind an enchanted boundary that separates the mundane from the magical. When Ivy crosses the border, her powers awaken. Curiosity leads her crashing through a series of adventures at the Halls of Ivy, a school where students learn to master their magical blood and the power of Croswald’s mysterious gems. When Ivy’s magic––and her life––is threatened by the Dark Queen, she scrambles to unearth her history and save Croswald before the truth is swept away forever.

2. THE NIGHT CHILD by Anne Quinn.

All Nora Brown wants is to teach high school English and live a quiet life in Seattle with her husband and six-year-old daughter. But one November day, moments after dismissing her class, a girl’s face appears above the students’ desks—a wild numinous face with startling blue eyes, a face floating on top of shapeless drapes of purples and blues where arms and legs should have been. Terror rushes through Nora’s body—the kind of raw terror you feel when there’s no way out, when every cell in your body, your entire body, is on fire—when you think you might die. Twenty-four hours later, while on Thanksgiving vacation, the face appears again. This time, it whispers, Remember the Valentine’s dress. Shaken once again, Nora meets with neurologists and eventually, a psychiatrist. As the story progresses, a terrible secret is discovered—a secret that pushes Nora toward an even deeper psychological breakdown.

3. AS YOU WISH by Chelsea Sedoti.

In the sandy Mojave Desert, Madison is a small town on the road between nothing and nowhere. But Eldon wouldn’t want to live anywhere else, because in Madison, everyone gets one wish—and that wish always comes true. Some people wish for money, some people wish for love, but Eldon has seen how wishes have broken the people around him. And with the lives of his family and friends in chaos, he’s left with more questions than answers. Can he make their lives better? How can he be happy if the people around him aren’t? And what hope is there for any of them if happiness isn’t an achievable dream? Doubts build, leading Eldon to a more outlandish and scary thought: maybe you can’t wish for happiness…maybe, just maybe, you have to make it for yourself.


The Prince and the Dressmaker is about a young 19th Century prince named Sebastian who secretly loves to wear dresses. He hires an ambitious young seamstress named Frances to make dresses for him and as their collaboration grows, so do their feelings for one another. Sebastian and Frances must find a way to balance their inner desires with the strict expectations of the royal family – or risk exposing Sebastian’s secret to the world.

5. STARSWEPT by Mary Fan.

In 2157, the Adryil—an advanced race of telepathic humanoids—contacted Earth. A century later, 15-year-old violist Iris Lei considers herself lucky to attend Papilio, a prestigious performing arts school powered by their technology. Born penniless, Iris’s one shot at a better life is to attract an Adryil patron. But only the best get hired, and competition is fierce. A sudden encounter with an Adryil boy upends her world. Iris longs to learn about him and his faraway realm, but after the authorities arrest him for trespassing, the only evidence she has of his existence is the mysterious alien device he slipped to her. When she starts hearing his voice in her head, she wonders if her world of backstabbing artists and pressure for perfection is driving her insane. Then, she discovers that her visions of him are real—by way of telepathy—and soon finds herself lost in the kind of impossible love she depicts in her music. But even as their bond deepens, Iris realizes that he’s hiding something from her—and it’s dangerous. Her quest for answers leads her past her sheltered world to a strange planet lightyears away, where she uncovers secrets about Earth’s alien allies that shatter everything she knows.

6. MEET CUTE by various authors (Anthology)

Whether or not you believe in fate, or luck, or love at first sight, every romance has to start somewhere. MEET CUTE is an anthology of original short stories featuring tales of “how they first met” from some of today’s most popular YA authors.  Readers will experience Nina LaCour’s beautifully written piece about two Bay Area girls meeting via a cranky customer service Tweet, Sara Shepard’s glossy tale about a magazine intern and a young rock star, Nicola Yoon’s imaginative take on break-ups and make-ups, Katie Cotugno’s story of two teens hiding out from the police at a house party, and Huntley Fitzpatrick’s charming love story that begins over iced teas at a diner. There’s futuristic flirting from Kass Morgan and Katharine McGee, a riveting transgender heroine from Meredith Russo, a subway missed connection moment from Jocelyn Davies, and a girl determined to get out of her small town from Ibi Zoboi. Jennifer Armentrout writes a sweet story about finding love from a missing library book, Emery Lord has a heartwarming and funny tale of two girls stuck in an airport, Dhonielle Clayton takes a thoughtful, speculate approach to pre-destined love, and Julie Murphy dreams up a fun twist on reality dating show contestants. This incredibly talented group of authors brings us a collection of stories that are at turns romantic and witty, epic and everyday, heartbreaking and real.

7. NICE TRY, JANE SINNER by Lianne Oelke.

The only thing 17-year-old Jane Sinner hates more than failure is pity. After a personal crisis and her subsequent expulsion from high school, she’s going nowhere fast. Jane’s well-meaning parents push her to attend a high school completion program at the nearby Elbow River Community College, and she agrees, on one condition: she gets to move out. Jane tackles her housing problem by signing up for House of Orange, a student-run reality show that is basically Big Brother, but for Elbow River Students. Living away from home, the chance to win a car (used, but whatever), and a campus full of people who don’t know what she did in high school… what more could she want? Okay, maybe a family that understands why she’d rather turn to Freud than Jesus to make sense of her life, but she’ll settle for fifteen minutes in the proverbial spotlight. As House of Orange grows from a low-budget web series to a local TV show with fans and shoddy T-shirts, Jane finally has the chance to let her cynical, competitive nature thrive. She’ll use her growing fan base, and whatever Intro to Psychology can teach her, to prove to the world—or at least viewers of substandard TV—that she has what it takes to win.

8. STARFISH by Akemi Dawn Bowman.

Kiko Himura has always had a hard time saying exactly what she’s thinking. With a mother who makes her feel unremarkable and a half-Japanese heritage she doesn’t quite understand, Kiko prefers to keep her head down, certain that once she makes it into her dream art school, Prism, her real life will begin. But then Kiko doesn’t get into Prism, at the same time her abusive uncle moves back in with her family. So when she receives an invitation from her childhood friend to leave her small town and tour art schools on the west coast, Kiko jumps at the opportunity in spite of the anxieties and fears that attempt to hold her back. And now that she is finally free to be her own person outside the constricting walls of her home life, Kiko learns life-changing truths about herself, her past, and how to be brave.

9. THE WONDERLING by Mira Bartok.

Welcome to the Home for Wayward and Misbegotten Creatures, an institution run by evil Miss Carbunkle, a cunning villainess who believes her terrified young charges exist only to serve and suffer. Part animal and part human, the groundlings toil in classroom and factory, forbidden to enjoy anything regular children have, most particularly singing and music. For the Wonderling, an innocent-hearted, one-eared, fox-like eleven-year-old with only a number rather than a proper name — a 13 etched on a medallion around his neck — it is the only home he has ever known. But unexpected courage leads him to acquire the loyalty of a young bird groundling named Trinket, who gives the Home’s loneliest inhabitant two incredible gifts: a real name — Arthur, like the good king in the old stories — and a best friend. Using Trinket’s ingenious invention, the pair escape over the wall and embark on an adventure that will take them out into the wider world and ultimately down the path of sweet Arthur’s true destiny.

And that’s my TBR for August! Since I’m participating in #ARCAugust, I won’t be doing my normal TBR Beatdown this month and with September/October fast approaching, I probably won’t bring the TBR Beatdown back until 2018.


Are any of you participating in #ARCAugust? What’s your TBR? Let me know in the comments section!


#24in48 Read-A-Thon


Here I go, blowing one of my New Year’s resolutions.

At the start of 2017, I told myself that I was NOT going to participate in any read-a-thons. This was going to be my year of carefree reading with a tiny goodreads reading goal and nothing to get in my way of reading exactly how I wanted.

Of course, I lied.

The #24in48 Read-A-Thon’s website can be found here. The gist is that from July 22 through July 23, you read 24 hours out of the 48. You can read however you want- 12 hours each day, six 4 hour stints, 4 six hour stints. Whatever works for you! I think that’s what made me like this one so much… you can pretty much make your own reading schedule.

Here are the books I’ve picked out for my #24in48 TBR!

edgeEDGEWATER by Courtney Sheinmel.

Lorrie Hollander used to be a rich girl who spent her money on boarding school and equestrian camp. But that was before. It’s been twelve years since Lorrie’s mother skipped town and left Lorrie and her sister in the care of her unstable aunt Gigi. Together they live in a decaying mansion called Edgewater, the eyesore in a town of extraordinary wealth and privilege.

While Lorrie is desperately trying to keep her family from collapse, she meets Charlie, the son of an esteemed senator. Terrified that he will learn the truth about her, she holds him at a distance. But Charlie’s family is hiding something, too. And Lorrie could never have imagined how their secrets, and their lives, are inextricably bound.

This also part of my July TBR Beatdown.




misterTHE BOOK OF LOST THINGS by Cynthia Voigt.

Max Starling’s theatrical father likes to say that at twelve a boy is independent. He also likes to boast (about his acting skills, his wife’s acting skills, a fortune only his family knows is metaphorical), but more than anything he likes to have adventures. Max Starling’s equally theatrical mother is not a boaster but she enjoys a good adventure as much as her husband. When these two disappear, what can sort-of-theatrical Max and his not-at-all theatrical grandmother do? They have to wait to find out something, anything, and to worry, and, in Max’s case, to figure out how to earn a living at the same time as he maintains his independence. This is the first of three books, all featuring the mysterious Mister Max

This is also part of my July TBR Beatdown.


C99O54SUMAAxzp9Stephen King, will you ever let me live??

Me in April: I want to finish this book in a few weeks.

Me in July: Hahaha, YOU THOUGHT.

I’m hoping to take a chunk out of this book during this read-a-thon… King willing.




33973968THE GOBLINS OF BELLWATER by Molly Ringle. (Look at that cover!)

Most people have no idea goblins live in the woods around the small town of Bellwater, Washington. But some are about to find out.

Skye, a young barista and artist, falls victim to a goblin curse in the forest one winter night, rendering her depressed and silenced, unable to speak of what happened. Her older sister, Livy, is at wit’s end trying to understand what’s wrong with her. Local mechanic Kit would know, but he doesn’t talk of such things: he’s the human liaison for the goblin tribe, a job he keeps secret and never wanted, thrust on him by an ancient family contract.

Unaware of what’s happened to Skye, Kit starts dating Livy, trying to keep it casual to protect her from the attention of the goblins. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Kit, Skye draws his cousin Grady into the spell through an enchanted kiss in the woods, dooming Grady and Skye both to become goblins and disappear from humankind forever.

It’s a midwinter night’s enchantment as Livy, the only one untainted by a spell, sets out to save them on a dangerous magical path of her own.


Are any of you participating in #24in48? What’s your TBR looking like?

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Spotlight Sunday (June 4)

ssSpotlight Sunday is an original meme to shed a little light on a book that deserves some love!


26530351HERE COMES THE SUN by Nicole Dennis-Benn has been on my TBR for a while now. While I haven’t read it, I have heard AMAZING reviews for it.

Capturing the distinct rhythms of Jamaican life and dialect, Nicole Dennis-Benn pens a tender hymn to a world hidden among pristine beaches and the wide expanse of turquoise seas. At an opulent resort in Montego Bay, Margot hustles to send her younger sister, Thandi, to school. Taught as a girl to trade her sexuality for survival, Margot is ruthlessly determined to shield Thandi from the same fate. When plans for a new hotel threaten their village, Margot sees not only an opportunity for her own financial independence but also perhaps a chance to admit a shocking secret: her forbidden love for another woman. As they face the impending destruction of their community, each woman fighting to balance the burdens she shoulders with the freedom she craves must confront long-hidden scars. From a much-heralded new writer, Here Comes the Sun offers a dramatic glimpse into a vibrant, passionate world most outsiders see simply as paradise.

Have any of you read this book?





This is not a book post.

Trigger warnings for lots of things. Depression, anxiety, suicide attempt being most prevalent.

If you follow me on twitter or have been updates then you already know the start of this story. Monday night I had a psychotic break and took a whole bunch of pills and then drank a whole bunch of rum. My dad had come home early from a revival and caught me in the process of, well, dying, and called 911. I stopped breathing on the way to the hospital, had my stomach pumped, and was plopped into ICU.

I’m alive and I am desperately trying to be ok with that.

I don’t feel like talking about everything that culminated into that 5 minute experience of “Yes, I’m going to do this.” Mostly because it’s too complex to adequately express. May is a month of sorrow on it’s on- Mother’s Day and the 10 year anniversary of my Mama’s death. Then the strenuous months of thinking my Dad wasn’t going to make it, the March Debacle I am still suffering from, and the sudden realization that the YA community is no longer a safe place for me to be… it’s hard. It’s hard.

It also feels like just another failure. Something I didn’t quite finish. It’s a good thing, I know, but I’m still wrestling with this restless feeling that I tried and failed. Everyone always wants the stories about people who realized half-way through that it was a mistake. My story, however, includes waking up in the ICU, puking black tar all over myself and thinking “Did I survive… for this?” I have two fucked up kidneys, a catheter coming out of my neck, and dialysis 3 times a week until my body sorts itself out.

I’m not suicidal now. I don’t have the energy to be. I do feel like I have this infinite well of unhappiness inside of me and we’re trying to figure out how to empty that. My therapist has been right there with me for the last 8 years and she said she isn’t giving up on me and my quest for happiness.  I haven’t given up on that either.

My best friend (the Montana one, not the Texas one) flew down and has been handling updates, giving my Grandma and Dad some peace. I can’t imagine how exhausted she must be of saying the same thing over and over- Weezie tried to commit suicide. They’re in the ICU. They’re ok. Acute kidney failure, low blood pressure, they’re alive they’re alive they’re alive

She’s also been rifling through my mentions and DMs. I appreciate all the well wishes. I appreciate the initial messages asking me to call the Suicide Prevention hotline. I appreciate the love. I do not, however, appreciate DMs with screenshots of people saying they are furious at folks for posting suicidal thoughts. My pal, no one is more embarrassed that I’m still here than me. I have enough guilt on my shoulders without the added pressure of your opinions.

Early in 2017, a Native woman took her own life. She belonged to the book community. I nearly did the same. The book community isn’t a safe space for Natives. This isn’t up for debate. Statistics at this point don’t lie. I have another account where I’ll talk about books with my friends and that will be enough for me for right now. That’s all I ever really wanted, anyway. Just to talk about books without being accused of not being there for teens or being creepy because I jokingly say ‘book boyfriends’. My therapist and I talked about that briefly yesterday and she gave me a confirmation I really needed- I only have to be here for me. Because I am important regardless of what anyone else thinks.

I’m going to be ok, I think. You’re going to be ok, too. And if you feel like you’re not, we’ll all create new twitter accounts and talk about Nikolai Lantsov and other characters who are totally Queer. (I’m joking… kind of)

All my love,



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Middle Grade Monday (May 22)

MondayMiddle Grade Monday is an original weekly meme created to spotlight a great middle grade book!

This Monday I wanted to spotlight a middle grade book that hasn’t come out yet but I’m really excited for!

25117605We Need Diverse Books founder Ellen Oh returns with Spirit Hunters, a high-stakes middle grade mystery series about Harper Raine, the new seventh grader in town who must face down the dangerous ghosts haunting her younger brother. A riveting ghost story and captivating adventure, this tale will have you guessing at every turn!

Harper doesn’t trust her new home from the moment she steps inside, and the rumors are that the Raine family’s new house is haunted. Harper isn’t sure she believes those rumors, until her younger brother, Michael, starts acting strangely. The whole atmosphere gives Harper a sense of déjà vu, but she can’t remember why. She knows that the memories she’s blocking will help make sense of her brother’s behavior and the strange and threatening sensations she feels in this house, but will she be able to put the pieces together in time?

SPIRIT HUNTERS comes out 7/25/17!


First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday (May2)


First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday is hosted by Bibliophile By The Sea! It’s a weekly meme that asks you to share the first paragraph (or two!) of the book you are currently reading or plan to read soon.

I am currently working my way through ARCs, so here’s the first paragraph to THE AGONY OF BUN O’KEEFE by Heather Smith.

She yelled, “Go on! Get out!”

So I did. It wasn’t easy. The path to the door was filled in again. I tried to keep it clear. But it was like shoveling in a snowstorm. There was only so much I could pile up on either side before it started caving in again. Not that I left the house much.

What do you think? Would you keep on reading or pass on this one?


Flashback Friday (April 28)


Flashback Friday is hosted by Leah!

Flashback Friday’s aim is to put a spotlight on books we used to love that aren’t getting as much attention as they deserve. In the book community, we put a lot of stock in the newest releases so it’s good to step back occasionally and remember books/series/authors that sparked our love of reading!

This week, I want to flashback to the first Queer book I ever found in my local bookstore: HOW I PAID FOR COLLEGE: A NOVEL OF SEX, THEFT, FRIENDSHIP, & MUSICAL THEATER by Marc Acito. I was probably 17/18 at the time and just starting to come to terms with my own Queerness. I remember browsing the local bookstore with a friend and coming across this book with its blaring orange cover and just being drawn to it. I read the synopsis and knew this book was for me.

I haven’t read the book in several years, so I can’t promise that there isn’t problematic themes in it. I do remember it features a hugely diverse cast: a jock, a bisexual girl, a Persian lesbian, a fat bisexual boy, a fat girl with supreme self-confidence, and their nerdy friend who wants to own a politician. It’s a perfect summer read full of friendship, sex, money laundering, and getting even with people who have wronged you. It’s the perfect book for anyone who has ever wanted to get back at their parents- Edward definitely has the last word in this one with his father.

This book also contained my first glimpse into a poly relationship. While I do remember the relationship didn’t start the best way, it was the first time I’d ever seen it on page.

On top of that, there are strong friendships, musical theater, teenagers dressing like nuns to get beer, and general shenanigans that satisfied an entire summer for me.

Have you ever read this book? Let me know in the comments!