Last Book I Loved
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The Last Book I Loved: Dating Jesus
I keenly remember the day my Grandmother died. My parents picked me up early from afterschool care and before I could ask why, my Mother said “We’re going to your Grandfather’s house.” I asked, “Don’t you mean Grandmommy’s house?” My…
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The Last Book I Loved: Wuthering Heights
What is wrong with Emily Brontë? I want to make a house in her brain. I’m scared! I can’t tell you too much, because my sister is reading the book now and I don’t want to spoil anything.
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The Last Book I Loved: We’re Getting On
Is this the apocalypse? Maybe. It could just be a personal problem. James Kaelan’s We’re Getting On was the last book to remind me why I love books so much. A collection of 2 long and 2 short interconnected stories,…
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The Last Book I Loved: Just Kids
I finished reading Just Kids by Patti Smith at Four Barrel on Valencia Street in San Francisco and although I tried my hardest to blink them back, tears kept falling out of the corners of my eyes onto my cheeks…
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The Last Book I Loved: Another Country
The beauty in Another Country is that it permits a reader to at once lament and celebrate the ways in which we use each other to further our own ideas of self.
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The Last Book I Loved: Ada, or Ardor: A Family Chronicle
The books I love are those tangled and overflowing: their magic is the product of the trust the author puts in his talent.
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The Last Book I Loved: Await Your Reply
Await Your Reply moved me because it is a novel that tells the tale of a few people searching for identity while leaving old ones behind.
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The Last Book I Loved: Outer Dark
Outer Dark left me out of breath; a literary asthma attack propelled by a respiratory one.
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The Last Book I Loved: Women
Read between Faulkner’s Collected Short Stories and the wonderful Martin Millar’s Lonely Werewolf Girl, it was time for prose that slapped me in the face and welcomed me with a beer. Charles Bukowski’s Henry Chinaski character is starting to emerge…
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The Last Book I Loved: Berlin
I’m going to say something a reviewer should never say about a series still in development: Berlin is a great book. We’re only up to book two [Berlin Book One: City Of Stones and Berlin Book Two: City Of Smoke]…
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The Last Book I Loved: An African in Greenland
I grabbed An African in Greenland by Tete-Michel Kpomassie from the fabulous New York travel bookstore, Idlewild, after my event with Stephen Elliott. I’d heard about the book for years as an incredible read for anybody who adores anthropology adventure…
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The Last Book I Loved: The Romantic Dogs
I always blanch when someone tells me—and always so assuredly, it seems—“ I just don’t really like poetry.” It’s more people, more otherwise avid readers than I would like to think.