I have a secret to tell you. I have a terrible gauge on whether or not I am enjoying a book as I am reading it. So I am likely to continue pushing myself through a book regardless of whether or not I want to be reading it at all. Partially this is because I have the ability (as a practiced English major) to force myself to get through books I am struggling with…I once “read” all of Henry James’s The Bostonians for a class by […]
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Mouthful of Birds by Samanta Schweblin
