My Christmas shopping is progressing surprisingly well this year. I hate rush-shopping so have been steadily ticking items off my list for the past few months. The kids gifts are a different story however. The only presents locked in and ordered so far are books. And that …
I am so happy to be part of the blogging team promoting the New Zealand Post Book Awards again this year. Ethan and I had a blast reviewing some of the Junior Fiction finalists last year and with baby Nixon on board this year we …
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I can’t currently commit to writing (and by writing I mean finishing) a post right now as I am far to busy
Here we go again, I love Kat’s blog prompts! Today I have chosen……. 1.) Grab your current read. Let the book fall open to a random page and share two “teaser” sentences from that page, somewhere between lines 7 and 12. “That’s why women with …
I have been meaning to read this book since my Uni days as a sociology major, in fact hindsight wonders how I managed to past my feminist papers without reading this? Anyway, I googled ‘Housewife syndrome’ today just for kicks and lo and behold it …
Because reading for pleasure has sadly been replaced with ‘reading for a boring accounting degree’ in the last two years, I embraced my new Part-Time Student status with reckless abandon and checked out three novels from the library yesterday. I have two weeks off before the semester resumes, well the first week is actually gone but I have already finished a book, so we will see how far I get.
OK, I have finished this book finally. Tara left it here after her visit in January, and it is a bit of a yawn-fest so I left it to gather dust for a few months. Definitely an easy read, cute middle-American characters, my Nana would like this book. 2/10
I am currently reading this little number and I love it. British housewife humour, very Bridget Jones, very dry and lets face it….who doesn’t want to be a yummy mummy?
Shame on me for picking this book as I have ridiculed Nathan on more than one occasion for his appreciation of Hiaasen’s writing. It’s so Florida and so non-literary, there’s no class or beauty in Hiaasen’s words, but I guess I might have enjoyed his story telling a little bit :::::maybe?:::: I’ll let you know.
This was a random pick, but I have read his book Snow Falling on Cedars and that was awesome, very compelling. This will be the last read as it just doesn’t look that riveting, you know, because you always judge a book by its cover right?