Andrew Smith is pretty much my Cannonball boyfriend. I loved Grasshopper Jungle so, so much. The balance between its absolute insanity and the realness of its characters hooked me quickly and didn’t let me go for the entire story. And Winger? That broke my heart, took it out, and stomped on it…and yet, still left me with a glimmer of hope. I did a little happy dance when I heard it was getting a sequel, and I can’t wait to get my hands on it. […]
Andrew Smith is my spirit animal.
My god. This book. This book is 400 pages of ridiculous, teenage boy bravado and sex. It’s hilarious and real and heartwarming. And then the next ten pages are tense and unnerving. And the last ten pages? They made me weep. I’m actually starting to tear up again just thinking about them. Last year, I read the outlandish Grasshopper Jungle. And I knew that Andrew Smith was a writer who understood HOW to write a teenage boy. It wasn’t just that he remembered being a teenage […]
Giant bugs, tainted corn, and half-cannonball!
Recently, bunnybean and I discovered an awesome new (newish?) book store really close to our house. It’s on a weird little side street, and we had no idea there was a whole little world down there — coffee shop, Lebanese cafe, and a book store. And we found out that Sasha and Malia shop there, and that their dad does, too. Really, it’s a great little store. One of my favorite things there is that all of the employees make notes on all of the […]