One of my biggest fears is surviving an end-of-the-world catastrophe. It was recently pointed out to me that I’m worrying needlessly, that in the event of a zombie apocalypse, it’s unlikely I’d survive past the first wave. Probably that’s an accurate statement. I don’t do well without air conditioning or diet Coke. But if I did survive, I suppose it wouldn’t be so bad if I got to live at the airport with Hig and Bangley. Mostly because while Bangley scares the ever-loving daylights out […]
The Boy Isn’t Worth the Trouble
I finished The Boy about a month or so ago, and I’ve been sitting on my review because I’m not sure what to say. Emma Donoghue (Room) said she “read it one go” and that it was “brutally honest…about the price of motherhood”. And while I haven’t read Room, lots of Cannonballers have – she’s quite a favorite around here – but her recommending this book as highly as she did honestly kind of puts me off reading it. Anna is a single mom, raising […]
Peaches are really just hairy nectarines…
I downloaded this from the local library the other day so I would have something to listen to while I walked in the evenings. (Even though it feels like it’s 90 degrees already and it’s only April. What am I going to do when it’s August???) Anyway, I needed something sort of fluffy and chick lit-esque that I could sort of half listen to while I huffed and puffed my way through the soup that is known as Florida air and I thought this would […]
Feed me, Seymour…
Earlier this week, I looked at Target’s website to see if they carried shoe repair glue. I didn’t want to make a trip if they didn’t have it (they didn’t, by the way), so I did a brief thirty-second search online rather than drive to the store and be seduced in to buying things I don’t need. Now, each time I log on to the interwebs, I’m inundated by ads for shoe glue, shoe inserts, and cobblers. I rarely pay attention to those ads – […]
You’re just as creepy as I remember, Mr. King…
The last Stephen King book I read was the one about the car, Christine, and it scared sixteen-year-old me enough that I haven’t picked him up since, with the exception of the collection of short stories that has The Body and Shawshank Redemption in it. What can I say? I’m a weenie when it comes to scary things, and since quite a lot of my reading is done at night, after the house is quiet, I don’t need the book I’m reading to add to […]
Lord of the Flies meets Survivor, but with less Jeff Probst
The Beach arrived in my inbox from JB, he of Shantaram and The Brothers K and Edgar. (I’ve decided that people who give you books are the best kind of people.) Our protagonist is Richard, a twenty-something British traveller, drifting about southeast Asia with no real discernible purpose. On his first night in Bangkok, he shares a wall and a joint with another traveller, Mr. Duck, and in the morning, discovers Mr. Duck’s bloody body as well as a meticulously drawn map to a hidden […]
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