Whew—these books are not for the faint of heart! They are chilling and disturbing. In fact, there’s a part of the first book that I can barely read—not because of foul language or graphic violence, but because what’s being portrayed is so gut-wrenchingly, morally awful.

What draws me in is the theming of this book—it’s just so on pointe.

What I loved about this story was the build-up of clues and the reveal of smaller secrets as a distraction from the main attraction—why the Story siblings were disowned, and what that has to do with the present day.

Bobby and I tossed our (my) beachy-warm dreams to the wind and went for the exact opposite: a frozen adventure out on Utah Lake.

I actually really loved Ready Player Two. I thought it did a great job of continuing and expanding on the problems and themes from the first book without being a carbon copy of it

This book is all about voice. If you like the voice and narrative style, you will love this book. If you don’t, you probably won’t finish it.

This post is about the books I read this year. There were 88 in total and so many good ones. I did highlights for my favorites and then followed up with some honorable mentions and extras just for funsies.

You check your bed for the signs on the daily, even though the bedbug guys said you only need to check once a week when you wash your sheets. You can’t fall asleep at night because every itch or tickle makes you think there must be a bedbug on you

Here are 20 things I’m grateful for in 2020.

I know what you’re thinking. “You have bedbugs?! Gross!!!” Had, my friends. Had. Past tense. But oh my gosh, three most stressful days of 2020, and we’ve all lived through 2020, so . . . that should give you an idea of what it was like.