Hernández recounts childhood, coming-of-age, coming out, and coming to terms with her family. Like other child-of-immigrants stories, this one is about a child set up to leave her family behind.
When you love the first book of a trilogy, but by the last you're meh.
(Aside: How much of this book--nay, my life--have I spent "trying not to cry"? When I think of the wasted effort!)
When we meet Sophie Winters she's in rehab against her will and has survived a life-threatening car accident, addiction to painkillers related to the life-threatening car accident, and the murder of her best friend.
Highlights from the December 2014 SACO editorial meeting and LCSH monthly list.
Photo from a demo against campus rape culture at Columbia University, from Carry That Weight blog.
It took me a little while to get into this post-pandemic novel, but once I was in it, I was uncomfortably in the lonely world where only .6% of the population survives a flu outbreak. I'm still not getting a flu shot, btw.
My sweet friend debbie's NaNoWriMo project was to finish projects like this wonderful abecedary zine. She draws animals to illustrate some of her favorite things.
In the hospital, I find my mother, the only one I trust to care for them. It takes her a minute to place the three, given their current condition, but already she wears a look of consternation. And I know it's not a result of seeing abused bodies, because they were daily fair in District 12, but the realization that this sort of thing goes on in 13 as well.
