This was the second read of my banned books challenge last year.
Tag: Contemporary
Harvard. Stanford. MIT. The circle of elite colleges is tantalizing for many teenagers. And for YA characters, seem to be predetermined destiny.
One of the side effects of being so chronically and debilitatingly indecisive is that I’m horrible with rankings.
I spent over a week writing this post because I kept rearranging the list, taking some books out, adding new ones in, and just overthinking the fact that I was overthinking. I reordered the top three countless times, because how can I possibly choose just one masterpiece to award the ever-coveted title of Best Book of the Year?
Last week I posted Part 1 of Reacting to my Old Writing, in which I read the first half of my middle school magnum opus. Go check it out before you read this post.
I’ve been planning- or rather, procrastinating- getting back into creative writing for a while. I used to be really into it; I wanted to be a writer since I was five and wrote my first “book”, but when I started high school I kind of fell out of inspiration (if that phrasing makes any sense).
It’s the middle of July, it’s been 100 degrees every day for the past week, and I am pretty much done with summer. But still, I can’t resist reviewing this irresistibly summery book from the quintessential summer contemporary author, because if I can’t have a summery summer at least I can read about one.
A New England prep school, a murder mystery, the remarkable descendants of famous literary figures… Intriguing Premises 101.
This book somehow managed to cover serious topics while maintaining an eloquent mix of realistic, dark, and sarcastically funny delivery.
This has got to be one of the most funny, current, and relatable books I have read this year!
This week was one of the rare times that my lack of organizational skills and abundance of procrastination habits turned out to be a blessing in disguise.The other day, I found an Amazon gift card I had from THREE YEARS AGO just sitting inside a drawer, and since I have been slowly running out of ebooks from Libby and desperately craving the feeling of a real, physical book, I decided to spend my long-lost gift card on- you guessed it- books.
Frappes and Fiction 