I freaking love serials. But not serial murders. Also Mini Wheats.
a) Keep reading or b) bury your head in the landfill?
Dug this post up from last year’s grave and spliced it together with my current thoughts #someta
Netflix-Lupin or book-Lupin?
Women and cake apparently have a complicated relationship.
Shakespeare, The Old Arcadia, and Ready Player Two: something and nothing in common all at once.
We eat, we read, we read books about eating, we read books we’d like to eat.
From where do you read?
Initially titled Plums and Philippians but renamed because it was just visual alliteration (unless you pronounce it PILIPPIANS).
Ah, books. Removing the limits of time and space on teaching.