Strong Poison is a comfort book of mine. I bought it at Bongs & Noodles one time on the way back from a doctor’s appointment regarding my tendonitis. It was a very trying year – I was doing four AP courses and two honors ones, and I was very stressed about getting good grades so I could get into college – and anyway, we stopped by Bongs & Noodles and my mother suggested Strong Poison if I was after a new book. I read it under my desk in calculus (bad, I know, but trust me, nobody was learning anything…
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I do not appreciate casual slaps at the South for being racist. I do not mind delineations of particular racist things the South has done and continues to do (that’s fair, although I don’t know why the North always gets such a pass), but I just can’t stand this unsupported assumption that the South is full of people ten times more racist than the rest of the country. So I didn’t like it in this book when the Mysterious (read: deeply aggravating and nobody in her right mind would ever bother with him) Boy Next Door, Dominic, says a few…
11 CommentsDon’t you love it when you re-encounter a book you’d completely forgotten about? I found Well Wished at the book fair, and as soon as I opened it I felt like I had been flashed straight back to second grade. I read Well Wished for the first time in the library of my elementary school, one afternoon when I was stuck there for what felt like forever. I don’t remember why I felt stuck – I like the library – or why I was there at all after school hours, but I remember this book. Well Wished is about a…
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