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I didn't connect with her writing.

Superfund

If this was all the access you had
to sky, looking down through
boardwalk boards into a tributary
glinting, if this was all the time
your calling or had been all
this time, and you found it, found
yourself arrested above an opening,
if purgatory were as real as bridges,
where would your religion build,
in the soft parabola of carriage
and suds, or in the hip points
your heaviness keeps in counsel
with the planks. The mill of
spiderlight and curtainwork in one
run over the impress of
cofferdam in the other. This river
in the days left to live, in
the leftover days reclamation
balances, trains its instrument
on a prospect romantic, pushy and
plainly. The joinery of the boards
is thoughtful, or the prison wish is
a watchwork through and through:
to guess at the rare punt
of a single stick's odyssey, or
to separate from the rummage
each drifted glyph or superscript
and gloss the passages. Drawn through
the bothway of the ribs:
a breath, and then another.
No prior experience knowk wood.
Not purgatory, but overage.

Smalltown Lift

One last stop, he says. And they drive to Westside Lanes.
I grew up bowling. I don't want to bowl. It was raining.
We're not going to bowl, the circus carpet dark with gum
beneath them, and he parts the curtains on the best
photo booth in town. He feeds it the three dollars, Get
in. They somehow share the short ridged stool. In here
we have to tell one another one true thing. You first. Click.
This is the best way I could think to have my arm around you.
Click. Click. Click.

I haven't read a YA novel since I was myself a teenager... and it didn't convinced me to read more sci-fi ya books.

We follow the story a young boy alone in a mansion, surrounded by a full team of servants and teachers, all ready to serve him and enrich his life. When he's not studying or stealing chocolate cakes from the kitchen, he loves writing poetry and offering his arts to any passing by. But life is not that simple, and the world might not be as it seems, especially when things start disappearing around him...

The novel has a satisfying ending that answered all of my questions (rare enough). I feel like the middle of the book was long and repetitive, and could have been shortened.

I disagree with the use of animal suffering to help the main characters escape.

I disagree with the use of the term “exotic” to describe the skin color of the female main character.

I didn't like that one character was once called “the blind person”, even after having been well introduced in the story.

I feel like the pacing and the dialogue were just okay, that some of the character's development was not deep enough, but that the plot itself was quite interesting.

Thank you NetGalley for providing me a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review

Is it my favorite poetry collection ever? Maybe. Possibly. Yes.

This collection is about love, about friendship, about softening your eyes, listening, living life with kindness. I listened to it while walking in nature and it was just the perfect time and place. I will start again from the start and listen to it again in the coming days. This collection has such a soothing effect on me.

Audiobook ARC provided by Netgalley and Andrews McMeel Publishing, so beautifully read by the author Elena Brower.

“Man should beware of Experience as he should beware of all women, for with her or without her he will be miserable, but without her he will not be dangerous.”

The story of a man in search of the woman of his dreams. Traveling with Pain and Hunger, his companions, he sets himself on a series of adventures: meeting an old hermit fascinated by the notion of time, watching a soon-to-be-married woman as she bathe on a river, killing her guards on the way, meeting an inviting woman in a forest, and then a goddess who carries him in her mystical chariot into the sky to teach him about love. All of this is as sexist, ridiculous or infuriating as it sounds.

At the end of the fable, confronted with the woman of his dreams, he will have to make a choice that will change his life forever: to follow her into the darkness of the river to forget everything (death) or to keep traveling on the river of pain of suffering.

Well. He wrote this fable as a gift to the woman he loved and who rejected him. Not sure it helped...

I don't read thrillers, true crimes or murder mysteries, but I enjoyed this book, so for this reason alone I give it 4 stars. Quite an accomplishment!

• I did not finished this book. *

abandoned after the night by the river. disturbing. and the repetitive dialogues and the characters don't speak to me. boredom. uneasiness. no depth.

• I did not finished this book. *

The first story was 3 stars, the second 5 stars.

• I almost finished this book. *

Good writing, intrigued enough to continue this serialized novel.

This book feels more like the visual introspection of a melancholic adult than a book for children. There is not much for kids to follow or to understand about the house, the grandma or the dog. I didn't understand why the last page states “Then there is nothing but snow.” while drawing the dog and an owl on a branch. There are a million other books about animals more suited for kids.

Read and reviewed: 2019-11-28

Beautiful monograph in colors of 116 paintings of Klee. Easy to navigate, no reproduction cut in the middle of the book. The weakness of this study is the 20-page text accompanying it. The text is scattered and badly translated. It's merely a chronological biography without much structure or transition. The final page serves as a grandiloquent interpretation of Klee's work, with no real accuracy or analysis.

My favorites are:

- Polyphonically Enclosed White, 1930
- Pyramid, 1930
- Phantoms' oath, 1930
- Mask of fear, 1932
- Small Town among the Rocks, 1932
- Death and Fire, 1940

This was just incredible

A moving story of a boy intrigued by his mom's bindi.

Read and reviewed 2018-09-01

Some -very rare- brilliant photos. But so many mediocre photos of women in bikini. His best photos were from the beginning of his career in the 60's in NYC, his hometown. We can feel his fascination for the never ending show of people's lives in the streets. His curiosity and playfulness to record pure moments of joy, focus or sadness. So many great photos, so many creepy and mediocre one. A photographer's work that I will rapidly forget.

It's wild that I found this book at my library!

It was fun to go through this book. I am green-red and P is blue-gold, which is very accurate. I enjoyed the entrepreneur section which reminded me to pay closer attention to my strengths and areas of growth.

Underwhelming. The cover is the best part of the story. The illustrations are good at representing the eerie feeling of being surrended by snow, but the physics doesn't work, for example when Celeste slides down a hill and the snow moves up ahead of her. The way the big sister was talking about dragons was unpleasant to read (greedy, princess-eater...), and the end of the story was so abrupt I thought I missed a page or two. The only cute part of the story is when Celeste actually meets the snow dragon. I didn't see at first that there was a pinecone. It's not very clear if the snow dragon collected it or simply landed next to it.

2.5 rounded up. I'm not sure I would recommend it.

Thank you Netgalley and the publisher for offering me a free advance copy in exchange for an honest review.

It was perfect!

I read this book to complete a book challenge with the letter ‘Y', and I am glad I found this book. I know very little about the cosplay world and this was a nice introduction to this world. The main character is interesting in how inflexible, perfectionist, and idealist they are, and I enjoyed seeing their journey to a more empathetic relationship with other cosplayers. The volume #2 is not available at my library, or else I would have borrowed it and continued on with the series. Recommended it.

This book inspired me to become a coach!

I don't remember anything about this book, except that it was weird and that I rated it 3 stars.

Read and reviewed 2018-11-25

At first, I had no idea what this book was about. So I did some research. And then I realized: it's cultural!

Groundhog Day is a popular tradition celebrated in the USA and Canada on February 2. It derives from the Pennsylvania Dutch superstition that if a groundhog emerging from its burrow on this day sees a shadow due to clear weather, it will retreat to its den and winter will persist for six more weeks, and if it does not see its shadow because of cloudiness, spring will arrive early. 

In the end, I appreciate the illustration, but I feel like it was scary to see the poor butterfly being carried awayby the tornad