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Simply put, life is better lived simply. Each item I discard or donate leaves me feeling lighter, and I'm convinced that it's our souls' need for less that fuels this feeling.
Children’s Book Reviews
Auggie faces huge obstacles, like dozens of surgeries. He also deals with regular kid challenges, like finding a table in the lunch room.
In honor of the release of the new film On the Basis of Sex, I wanted to review one of my favorite RBG books, I Dissent.
From deep, doctrinal questions to inquiries like “why do you wear your funny hat” this book is thoughtful, sweet, and moving.
Nothing sounds more like quintessential Southern Sass than a title like Alabama Spitfire, and I’m happy to say that this book delivered on its title.
Is there anyone who doesn’t love the story of Marty McFly and Doc? Browsing the children’s section of the bookstore lately, I couldn’t leave without this illustrated version of Back to the Future.
Determined to change the reading of literature for the blind, young Louis set out on a mission to develop a new language.
No matter your age, Woodson’s words can’t help but resonate; she carries a message that bolsters and emboldens young readers.
Counting on Katherine does a terrific job of putting Katherine Johnson’s story in the hands, minds, and hearts of young readers everywhere.
Throughout this story, readers can experience the joy Eliza felt in her children and her work as well as they can feel the many sorrows that crossed her path.
A woman like Grace Hopper can seem too monumental a challenge for a children’s book. I, for one, couldn’t be happier that Laurie Wallmark and Katy Wu were up to the task.
Book Reviews
Victim is a true crime book that details the story of the infamous Hi-Fi Murders that took place in Ogden, Utah in 1974.
With help from some ranking members of the Catholic Church, the Spanish Royal Family, and some charming technology, Robert Langdon and his new friends scramble to unscramble and set the course straight once again.
This book will tug at your heart strings while offering hope and courage. Whether you’re looking for a kind voice to uplift you or a read that will hold space for processing emotions, this is the read for you.
Filled with photos, notations, sharp writing, scans of documents and other artifacts, this book is an RBG treasure trove.
As heads spin trying to figure out what may have happened, we find out that other women, long ago, also met their fates in these dark waters. Unsure what to make of this information, Hawkins keeps readers turning pages.
Recently, Miranda paired up with Jonny Sun to illustrate these “little pep talks” and together they published G’Morning, G’Night.
If you’re not looking for a book with enough intrigue to keep you reading, enough dreamy forests to keep you enchanted, and enough puppies to keep you aww-ing, then move right along; this book isn’t for you.
One fateful day, on his way to work, Police Officer John Busby was shot in the face through the window of his squad car. He and his family lived to tell the tale.
The story, while truly a story about two boys, is a story about Afghanistan, the Middle East, violence, and friendship that crosses cultural and geographic borders.
What did the unfairly pariah'd Rachel know? What were her motherly instincts telling her to do? And would the pieces come together in time to save Ben?
Prose, Poetry
She had exhausted the books on her limited shelf, but she knew they only painted a partial picture. She also understood that she couldn’t just turn up at the local library asking questions, that would only lead people right to her door.
If I close my eyes tightly enough, I can almost taste the swirl of chocolate and vanilla, feel the warm, dry air of a Scottsdale evening.
He was a transplant here, a ball of dirt and root ripped from the ground and dropped into foreign soil. The earth could tell he did not belong here.
After work she’d slip out the back door and down the alley, cutting across just a few blocks to the creaky home she still lived in with her grandparents. Her routine was part of her, and so was this place.
Dropping the backpack on the ground, crouching close to the earth to open the zipper, I looked up at the only person that could ever understand what happened here.
The day will come
When you look in the mirror
And you don’t see
Who the world has told you to be
Surrendering to our brokenness will, in the grand balance sheet of it all, never leave us wanting.
For it is only with
The arrival and passing of days
The orbits of the moon and sun
The waxing and waning of tides
That the scars our souls carry
Can ever
Be made whole