My First Independent Bookstore Day
Bookstores might be my Tiffany’s. This look back at the haul from my very first Independent Bookstore Day reveals the severity of my tsundoku problem....
How I Roll
One year, I took my mom and my daughters to Victoria for a girls’ weekend getaway. We ended up buying so many books they filled...
A Bookish Saga
On my first trip to Iceland, I naively bragged that I had read all the sagas. My listener was too polite to do more than...
Independent Bookstore Day
Some people think I’m awful because I never remember birthdays, and holidays like Mother’s Day register more as minor annoyances than celebrations. But I’m not...