Finally Picking It Up Off the Shelf

If you were to ask me about the books on my bookshelves at home, you would find that about a quarter of them are unread. Any book-lover no doubt has the same issue. The library was having an ever-so-tempting books sale, half-priced books were calling your name, you "accidentally" emptied your Amazon shopping cart after having that extra glass of wine last night. That book you really want gets added to the pile of other books you really want to read. It's the plight of every book-lover: too many books, never enough time. Or maybe there's another reason that you haven't read that book on your bookshelf. I received a book two years ago from a friend. I was very appreciative, but put it on my bookshelf and there it sat for almost two years. The book was H Is for Hawk by Helen MacDonald. It was a New York Times Bestseller, on more than 25 Best Book of the Year lists, and got amazing reviews. I frequently found myself looking for a book to read, looked at H is for Hawk sitting patiently Keep Reading

What I Learned This Fall

The Christmas lights are twinkling and Santa is scaring small children at every mall in America, but the winter solstice is still more than two weeks away. I have found myself stressed out for no particular reason more and more frequently, so I've decided to pause and think about things that make me happy and things I've learned this fall. I'm linking up with Emily P. Freeman to pause, reflect, and share what I've learned this fall. Here are 6 things I've learned this fall... What Miso Looks Like  I recently found a delicious looking recipe for Miso Chicken Soup in a magazine and thought I could replicate it. The recipe called for several tablespoons of miso. As I made out my grocery list, I realized I had never seen miso before. What did miso look like? I knew I had eaten miso in soups before, but I had no idea what it looked like. Was it a liquid? Was it a solid? I didn't know. Luckily, it wasn't too hard to find in the refrigerated section at the grocery store. It's actually Keep Reading

I Can’t Believe You’ve Never Read That!

If you have ever had any length of a conversation with me, seen me in the waiting room of a doctor's office, passed by me while my kids are playing in the park, sat next to me at a stop light, or peered in my bedroom window at night (creeper!), you probably know that I love to read. I always bring a book with me wherever I go just in case I have a spare second to read. I've read books for school (high school, college, and graduate school) and I've read countless books for pleasure. Then I began teaching English and started reading books for work. I've lost count of the books I've read. But when talking with a fellow bibliophile about our literary conquests I've often gotten the response, "I can't believe you've never read that!". As a voracious reader and former English teacher, I feel a responsibility to have read every notable book out there. Why is that? Should I have read Moby Dick instead of The Buenos Aires Broken Hearts Club? Should I have read Jane Austen instead of rereading Keep Reading