Remembrance (Transcend Time Saga #1) by Michelle Madow

RemembranceLizzie Davenport has been reincarnated from 1815, England … but she doesn’t realize it until she meets her soul mate from the past and he triggers her memories to gradually return.

When Drew Carmichael transfers into Lizzie’s high school, she feels a connection to him, like she knows him. But he wants nothing to do with her. Reaching Drew is more difficult because she has a boyfriend, Jeremy, who has become full of himself after being elected co-captain of the varsity soccer team, and her flirtatious best friend Chelsea starts dating Drew soon after his arrival. So why can’t she get him out of her mind?

Lizzie knows she should let go of her fascination with Drew, but fighting fate isn’t easy, and she’s determined to unravel the mysteries of the past. (Goodreads)

The Story:

When new student Drew waltzes into class on the first day of school, Lizzie is inexplicably drawn to him. There’s an immediate connection, one mirrored in Drew’s expression, but Lizzie is forced to push her feelings aside when her best friend, Chelsea, begins crushing on Drew, too. And, oops, Lizzie has a serious boyfriend, Jeremy.

Drew is hard to read. He runs hot and cold, some days barely acknowledging Lizzie, and others acting as though he knows her better than anyone. Lizzie is confused by Drew, but is constantly battling a strange pull to him, despite Chelsea and Jeremy. When Lizzie begins to have odd flashes of another life—one where she and Drew are a couple in the eighteenth century—she starts to connect the dots. With Drew’s help she becomes convinced that those images are real and they begin to piece their fractured memories together. They have no idea how to reconcile their current lives—including those who could get hurt by the truth— to the lives they remember. Worse, it’s evident that Drew knows more than he’s letting on. There’s something dark in their past and he’s desperately afraid that history will repeat itself.

My Thoughts:

I have a thing for love stories that involve reincarnation and/or time travel. There’s something about righting wrongs, and catching those missed opportunities. And the very idea of a love that transcends time, that spans decades—centuries even—is breathtaking. It draws me in every single time.

Remembrance has so much potential. There is mystery. There is love. And of course, betrayal. There’s even that oft-overused but undeniably intriguing enigmatic new boy (who is always, always hot. Un-hot new boys are clearly never allowed to transfer into schools). I was sucked in right away because in addition to all of this you have the capper: Drew and Elizabeth’s love is definitely forbidden. She has a boyfriend whom she’s been dating for three years. And Drew is now dating her very best friend. Do not enter, Lizzie!

I had a few issues, though. First off, Jeremy, Lizzie’s boyfriend, is a douche of immense proportions. I hated him from his first moments on the page and the longer Lizzie stayed with him the less respect I had for her. He was controlling, selfish, and downright mean. I’m not saying that Lizzie had to dump Jeremy to be with Drew, I’m saying, “why, oh why Jeremy of all guys? Why at any point would she like him?” Maybe he was a better guy earlier in their relationship (something she alludes to often, saying he’s changed) but ugh, there was nothing likable about him. That’s the kind of thing that make a book hard to buy. It was difficult to believe he had any depth but instead was only there to serve as part of a love triangle I never felt invested in (because, hello, Nice guy or Jerk? Hmmm).

I liked Drew and I liked the mystery surrounding his history with Lizzie. He knew what was happening long before she did and that was great, so full of tension, and questions, and longing on Lizzie’s side. But when the two finally got it all out there and the truth is revealed, the story lost something for me. They went straight to the “I love you”s and “always and forever”, which didn’t ring true to me. I wish some of the intrigue had remained and that there had been more conflict between what they remembered from the past and who they were at this present time. It’s obvious they have this incredible connection, but I would have liked to have seen a struggle between that and the fact that they are virtually strangers in their new lives.

My last gripe is tiny: There were SO many Pride and Prejudice references. I mean, a lot! And I love that book, but at first I kept wondering if this was going to be one of those books where someone goes back into Pride and Prejudice or does something to affect the outcome of it or something like that—that’s how often she mentions the book and its characters. And it really, to my knowledge, has nothing to do with the plot (other than the fact that she’s reading it for school).

That being said, I actually still enjoyed this book. Sure, I felt a little let down because I had hoped it would go differently, but I was hooked. I read it in a day and I would definitely consider reading more of Madow’s work.

Crush Intensity: 3.25-3.5

Interesting Fact:

Michelle Madow says that the inspiration for Remembrance was Taylor Swift’s Love Story video (which I ADORE). I’m pretty sure that the guy in this should be in every video every made because, wow.

Here it is. Enjoy:

Thank you to Barclay Publicity for providing me with an egalley in exchange for and honest review.

Summer Summer Summertime

Whoa, I can’t believe how quickly summer is flying by. Our family has been crazy busy doing fun things like going here:

Montage Kapalua Bay Resort

           Montage Kapalua Bay Resort

And also doing like, the exact opposite of staying in a fancy pants hotel by camping. In a tent. In the forest.


With animals.


And drinking wine painting with my girlfriends when I got home (that’s me with the Slytherin glass because of course).


One thing I’ve been able to do a mega ton of is reading. I’ve spent most of the year up to now re-reading. Not that I’m complaining. I’ve re-read my favorite books over and over again. And I’ve re-read lots of chapters I like (Chapter 62 of Unravel Me, thank you). But lately I’ve been reading actual new books (or ones that are new to me). And it’s been fun. I’ve even read a couple of books I swore never to pick up (blame the bestie. Also, Mr. Grey, you are a massive douche. You don’t hold a candle to Michael Moscovitz but your books made me laugh even though I don’t think they were supposed to).

I Heart MM

So, I am currently busy writing reviews. There are a lot of them.

I hope you’ve been having a fabulous summer!

That Time I Met Lauren Oliver and Freaked Out

          Good times!

Good times!

Way back in April I had the chance to go to YALLWEST, which is a sister event to YALLFEST, organized by the fabulous Melissa de la Cruz and Margaret Stohl (and a bunch of other people). It took place on the campus of Santa Monica High School and while it was crowded and sort of “new” with lots of bumps and hiccups, it was EPIC. In fact, I liked it even better than the LA Times Festival of books (which is my So Cal nerdfest). There was something very casual and organic about the whole thing, authors handing out your VIP passes and tote bags, stopping in atriums and hallways to take a picture with you, Margaret Stohl  (who makes the Engergizer Bunny look lazy) standing near the lines directing people to the proper places to check in.


We started our day at the YALLWEST kickoff in the main hall (a big theater decorated in beach balls and stuff because, California). The keynote speaker was Ransom Riggs, otherwise known as Handsome Ransom in my circle of friends. He was a very engaging, funny speaker and he showed this great slide show of pictures he’d collected over the years, telling how it all led to Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children. Also, he and his adorable wife, Tahereh Mafi (thank you, T for creating the swoon machine that is Warner), wore matching tennis shoes that were coordinated with the colors of the beach balls. Adorable!

From there it was onto the signings which was, well, bananas. Basically there was a courtyard with individual tables and lines for a plethora of authors (Ransom Riggs, Tahereh Mafi, Allie Condie, E.Lockhart, Marie Lu, Marissa Meyer, and Veronica Roth). Roth’s line got so crazy–since she’s, like, taking over the world–that they moved her to a whole separate area. The lines moved pretty quickly (we probably waited for a max of 30-40 minutes at worst), but there were SO many great authors that it was hard to hit everyone. We skipped people we’d previously met and tried to hit Marissa Meyer, which was the longest line next to Roth’s. As a result, we never got to Marie Lu (but I took a great stalker pic of her) because the next group of signings began. Ugh.

Marie Lu having no idea I'm taking a picture of her.

Marie Lu having no idea I’m taking a picture of her.

It was totally worth it though because my daughter and I pulled double duty and she got in line for Shannon Hale (OMG!!!) and I got in line for Stephanie Perkins (DITTO!!!). It was incredible to meet these ladies. Perkins was so sweet and even a tiny bit shy and even though we weren’t supposed to, I got a quick photo with her. Shhh. Don’t tell anyone.

Stephanie Perkins. Soooo nice.

Stephanie Perkins. Soooo nice.

Shannon Hale, on the other hand, could sell out a stint at a comedy club because girlfriend is hilarious. She was quick-witted and gracious, and she even asked about my Jane Eyre shirt (thank you, Etsy).


Me and Shannon Hale. She wrote “Tallyho” in my copy of Austenland. How cute is that?

We scarfed down some lunch (never underestimate the greatness of a food truck) before squeezing into line for Leigh Bardugo. We were near the end, and she was being rushed off to her next panel, but she stayed and signed my books (and she was very nice and apologetic about the hurry).

Bardugo is the blonde. Not sure who the other lady is. Publicist? Someone from the event?

Bardugo is the blonde. Not sure who the other lady is. Publicist? Someone from the event?

Next we hit a great panel “Strong Female Characters: Ugh!”.  Seriously, what a lineup: Victoria Aveyard, Kimberly Derting, Shannon Hale, Stephanie Perkins, and Morgan Rhodes, moderated by Veronica Roth. It was good–what we could hear. Unfortunately, it was in the high school caf and the sound wasn’t great, so we slipped out about halfway through and hit the “Really Fantastic & Fantastically Real” panel with Ransom Riggs, Rachel Cohn, Allly Condie, Susan Ee, Ellen Hopkins, and Carry Ryan, moderated by LAUREN FREAKING OLIVER.

I have to say, I was already a fan of Ms. Oliver, but there was something effortlessly cool about her that I ended up liking her even more. She was so great, in fact, that when the panel ended, my friend slipped out to get in line for her signing (because she liked her so much). She took my copy of Delirium with her. The rest of us had to leave the auditorium to get in line for the next panel, “Once Upon A Retelling: Alt Fairytales” with Ally Condy, E.Lockhart, Danielle Page, Shannon Hale, Marissa Meyer, Elissa Sussman, moderated by Melissa de la Cruz. While we were waiting, we saw Lauren Oliver. Like, outside. Standing right next to us. I didn’t want to be a creepy stalker and ask for a picture because she was on the phone, but my daughter kept saying, “Just go up to her, Mom.”

But I didn’t. And I totally regretted it as I watched her walk off to her next signing.

Inside, the fairy tale panel began. My daughter HAD TO be present for this one and holy cow, it was fantastic. And since Shannon Hale was there, it was also hilarious (she told the story of her first kiss: she’d just put on Chapstick and her date said, “Can I have some of that?” So she handed him her Chapstick).

Fairytale Retelling panel

Fairytale Retelling panel

On our way out the door we ran into Marissa Meyer, who very graciously took a pic with my kid. She was excited, but I have to say, for a thirteen year-old meeting one of her favorite authors, she was pretty calm. Not like her mom would have been.

Marissa Meyer

Marissa Meyer

Here’s where I began to feel really bummed that I hadn’t taken a pic with Lauren Oliver. I don’t know why. Maybe because she’s cooler than I can ever dream of being. I can’t explain it. We made our way to the Oliver line, which was approximately thirty-five miles long, and what we saw was amazing: my friend, Alicia, was in the very front, holding my book, waving me over.

Kind of freaking out here

Kind of freaking out here

That's Lauren Oliver. With me.

That’s Lauren Oliver. With me. And that’s my kid in the background. Laughing at me.

I raced over and instantly started with the inward OMGs. Because Lauren Oliver, you guys. Any hope I had of coming across even mildly normal (like that would happen) were dashed when Chloe, my daughter, told Oliver the story of how bummed I was that I didn’t meet her earlier, and how I was sort of freaking out right then and she was trying to calm me down. Lauren Oliver was laughing, saying this was  a total role reversal compared to what she normally sees (thanks, Chloe), but who cares? I got my book signed. Got my picture. Day made.

If you are a Southern California person, or a book worm who doesn’t mind traveling, I suggest you check out YALLWEST next year. It’s not as big as LATFOB, but there is something warmer and more personal about it. The Festival of books is definitely amazing–a huge event with tons of options. And it runs like a well-oiled machine–but YALLWEST felt so much more intimate. My only complaint, other than the tight schedules, is that there was only one place to buy books. This could pose problems for anyone who wants to buy books on site before they’re signed because the line was over 30 minutes long all day. Other than that, it was a great time.

Gotta have a surfboard, right?

Gotta have a surfboard, right?

I’ll Meet You There

I’ll Meet you There by Heather Demetrios

I'll Meet You ThereIf seventeen-year-old Skylar Evans were a typical Creek View girl, her future would involve a double-wide trailer, a baby on her hip, and the graveyard shift at Taco Bell. But after graduation, the only thing standing between straightedge Skylar and art school are three minimum-wage months of summer. Skylar can taste the freedom—that is, until her mother loses her job and everything starts coming apart. Torn between her dreams and the people she loves, Skylar realizes everything she’s ever worked for is on the line.

Nineteen-year-old Josh Mitchell had a different ticket out of Creek View: the Marines. But after his leg is blown off in Afghanistan, he returns home, a shell of the cocksure boy he used to be. What brings Skylar and Josh together is working at the Paradise—a quirky motel off California’s dusty Highway 99. Despite their differences, their shared isolation turns into an unexpected friendship and soon, something deeper. (Goodreads)

The Story:

Skylar Evans is ready to say goodbye to life as she’s known it in Creek View: Small town, double-wide trailers, no real future in sight. But life away from home is promising. She has a full ride scholarship to study art far from away from the dead-ends surrounding her. All she has to do is get through three months of summer.

Three months.

The problem is that Skylar’s mom is going nowhere. When she’s fired from her job at Taco Bell she essentially falls apart, what little stability she’s built for her and her daughter quickly crumbling under the weight of bad decision after bad decision. To make ends meet Skyler takes on more hours at the Paradise, an odd motel off the highway. She does it not only to pull extra weight at home, but to avoid her mom’s latest loser boyfriend. Her mother can’t seem to get it together and Skyler fears she’ll never be able to leave her behind to truly pursue her dreams.

Josh Mitchell has different plans. His life took an unexpected detour when he lost a leg while serving as a Marine in Afghanistan. He’s home again, but he’s not the same and he’s searching for a way, not only to build a life again, but to escape the pain and nightmares he’s enduring on a daily basis.

Skyler and Josh have always known each other, Josh, the cocky guy who was a legendary flirt, Skyler, the brainiac girl who was definitely going somewhere. They’re thrown together again when Josh returns to work at the Paradise and they develop a powerful bond that eventually becomes something more.

My Thoughts:

Holy cow. This book. It was crazy good.

The feelings. The massive swoons. It has everything.

Individually, I loved Skyler and Josh. They were the kind of people I’d always want to be around. Skyler is loyal to the end, even going to far as possibly giving up her dream—her full scholarship and ticket out of Nowhereland—to stay and take care of a mother who won’t (not can’t. Won’t) take care of herself. And what Sklyer isn’t willing to do for Josh. That girl—even before there’s a clear romance—is pretty much his only real friend at home. And Josh slowly sees he can let her in and show her the person he’s become in all his time away from home.

One of the great things about Josh is that there are chapters written from his perspective. They are beautiful and painful, tortured and fractured. Sure, he talks about Skyler sometimes and it’s sweet—but mostly, he talks about what he’s lived through and how he can’t leave it behind. It’s desperate and heartbreaking, and though I, personally, have no first-hand experience with PTSD, Demetrios paints such a vivid picture it left me stunned (and that much more grateful for our incredible soldiers).

It would be easy to pity either of these two–but don’t. Their struggles, their flaws, it’s what makes them amazing and human, and real. It makes them leap from the page and practically grab your heart from your chest. They have a beautiful, breathtaking story, a steamy hot romance (because did I mention that? Josh is all kinds of hot.), but it is also an all-consuming love story. You will not soon forget this story.

I hesitate to compare books to other books and characters to others because, of course, what I think and feel may differ from your opinion, but I have to say this.

When I was reading I’ll Meet You There, Skyler and Josh reminded me of another fictional couple I love: Taylor Markham and Jonah Griggs from Jellicoe Road. Please don’t misunderstand me, this is a completely different story. But these characters have that same pain, that same passion, that same crazy intensity.

This one is going down as a forever favorite. I’ll be reading and sharing it again and again.

Crush Intensity: 5/5 Amazing. READ THIS BOOK! Swoon City, all the way.

Thank you to Sandie and Daphne for recommending and sending this one to me. You girls felt this was “A Tammy Book” and you were SO right. As you both already know, I loved it.


“I don’t really know what it means to move on, but lately, with Sky, I’m starting to feel like I want to because when I look at her, I don’t see you or the war or any of the shit in my head. I just see her, and it’s like suddenly I can breathe again after holding my breath for so long.”–Josh

“It occurred to me that we were the same, in a way. Both of us treading water, pushing against forces we couldn’t control.”–Skyler

“He tasted like hope and healing. He tasted like the future.”–Skyler

Dreams of Gods and Monsters

Dreams of Gods and Monsters (Daughter of Smoke and Bone #3) by Laini Taylor Gods and Monsters

By way of a staggering deception, Karou has taken control of the chimaera rebellion and is intent on steering its course away from dead-end vengeance. The future rests on her, if there can even be a future for the chimaera in war-ravaged Eretz.

Common enemy, common cause.

When Jael’s brutal seraph army trespasses into the human world, the unthinkable becomes essential, and Karou and Akiva must ally their enemy armies against the threat. It is a twisted version of their long-ago dream, and they begin to hope that it might forge a way forward for their people.

And, perhaps, for themselves. Toward a new way of living, and maybe even love.

But there are bigger threats than Jael in the offing. A vicious queen is hunting Akiva, and, in the skies of Eretz … something is happening. Massive stains are spreading like bruises from horizon to horizon; the great winged stormhunters are gathering as if summoned, ceaselessly circling, and a deep sense of wrong pervades the world.

What power can bruise the sky?

From the streets of Rome to the caves of the Kirin and beyond, humans, chimaera and seraphim will fight, strive, love, and die in an epic theater that transcends good and evil, right and wrong, friend and enemy.

At the very barriers of space and time, what do gods and monsters dream of? And does anything else matter? (Goodreads)

I have to be honest. I don’t know how to review this book because I don’t know how to say goodbye to this beautiful, breathtaking series. I mean, hello, I read this book last summer. Like, the summer that came before the one about to start. But it’s painful to let go.

I adored the first two books, Daughter of Smoke and Bone, followed by Days of Blood and Starlight. Laini Taylor is an incredibly gifted writer, both in the worlds and characters she’s created, and in the heartachingly lovely way she tells their story. Her words are so gorgeous, so fraught with beauty and lust and pain that I could physically devour them.

If you have not read Daughter of Smoke and Bone I implore you to do so. You are missing out on something so unique. In fact, I envy you that you get to experience the heartbreak and unfathomable richness for the first time. And seriously, I don’t want to spoil it all for you. But OMG. The feelings.

This third and final book picks up after Days of Blood and Starlight. Karou, now the leader of the chimera through some crafty deception, is still estranged from Akiva. The White Wolf is dead and those who were once loyal to him must continue to believe that he is alive (when really it’s Ziri in all her awesomeness who has taken on Thiago’s form. Whew. It’s a lot to digest, I know). Basically, no one likes Akiva. Thiago’s loyal followers are suspicious of Karou, as always, there’s a queen who wants to kills Akiva. And that’s just part of the story. There’s so much going on that it’s a bit overwhelming.

My Thoughts:

This book had a slow build. There is so much going on, so many characters, that I both found it hard to keep up and hard to get into. In the beginning it felt as if nothing much was happening other than the inward struggle to keep Karou in power and the evil forces at bay. But there was a turning point, a place where 1) Karou and Akiva make slow progress toward each other once more (this is incredibly important to me, the romantic fool) and 2) It becomes glaringly obvious that they can’t ever be (but they have to try!).

Of course this story is much more than one of Karou and Akiva. It’s about family, friendship, and love, about sacrificing self (and often love) for the good of all. There are so many obstacles here, and so many times I hoped beyond hope that Brimstone would be back and life would return to the way it was in the beginning. Karou knows it’s not possible so she, despite what she fears or what she desires, does what she must. It’s almost painful to watch at times, but I couldn’t help but love her more and more every step of the way (and I’m speaking of the entire trilogy and the suffering she endures). In the same way, I love Akiva, led by this deep love for Madrigal, and later Karou, he too goes against the grain and sacrifices himself, partly to make up for his past sin and partly because it’s the right thing to do. His love for her… the feelings it gives me. The moments these two have, they’re magical.

I realizing I’m telling you very little about the actual story. I’m trying to avoid anything too spoilery. I feel like so little happened and yet so much. What I know is this: I love this trilogy. I love the characters and everything about the story. It ended differently from what I’d expected or hoped and yet it felt right. It left me with so many emotions that even now I’m not sure I’m ready for a reread.

Crush Intensity: 4.75/5 Nothing will ever top book #1, but this was a very satisfying end to a completely imaginative series. If you start it and struggle, press on. It’s worth the wait, I promise.

Royal Wedding

Royal Wedding (Princess Diaries #11) by Meg Cabot

Royal WeddingFor Princess Mia, the past five years since college graduation have been a whirlwind of activity, what with living in New York City, running her new teen community center, being madly in love, and attending royal engagements. And speaking of engagements. Mia’s gorgeous longtime boyfriend Michael managed to clear both their schedules just long enough for an exotic (and very private) Caribbean island interlude where he popped the question! Of course Mia didn’t need to consult her diary to know that her answer was a royal oui.

But now Mia has a scandal of majestic proportions to contend with: Her grandmother’s leaked “fake” wedding plans to the press that could cause even normally calm Michael to become a runaway groom. Worse, a scheming politico is trying to force Mia’s father from the throne, all because of a royal secret that could leave Genovia without a monarch. Can Mia prove to everyone–especially herself–that she’s not only ready to wed, but ready to rule as well? (Goodreads)

It’s been fifteen years since the publication of the first Princess Diaries book.

I know.

It’s gone by so fast.

And as many of you know, The Princess Diaries is my all-time favorite series. The books make me so happy because, while I was an adult when the first one was published, I felt Meg Cabot had tapped into who I was as a teenager. She perfectly, hilariously, described the thoughts that went through my head in high school (and, okay, sometimes as a grown up) and she introduced me to characters I fell in love with and, in a funny, bookworm way, bonded with.

And don’t even get me started on my boyfriend, Michael Moscovitz, Fake Man of My Dreams. There aren’t enough words, you guys.

Needless to say, I lost my mind when I found out there was going to be another Princess Diaries book. When I had the opportunity to read an early copy through Edelweiss, I DEVOURED it. I read endless excerpts to my adorable husband, sent crazy texts to my BFF (because, Michael, hello), and then read it again. Because I loved it.

The Story:

Mia is now twenty-six years old, a college graduate running a community center named after her dearly departed stepfather, Frank Gianni. She is still the Princess of Genovia, fulfilling her royal duties while balancing life with her longtime boyfriend, Michael Moscovitz.  As usual, Mia’s life is insane. She now lives in an apartment above the Genovian consulate, and is still guarded by Lars. She has a creepy stalker and she’s continuously hounded by the press for both political and personal reasons, so much so that often she can barely leave her home. A lesser man would have run in the other direction years ago, but Michael hangs in there, always making Mia see the positive, helping her deal with everything life throws her way, even as he continues to run his successful robotics firm. When the two finally get engaged it is blissful— until Grandmere goes bananas. The timing is perfect because the Renaldo family has been hit with a major scandal (one of a few they’ve been dealing with) as she sees this as a perfect press opportunity.

My Thoughts:

This book is sweet perfection.

I do not want to spoil the adorable, sweet details, nor do I wish to fill you in on the lives of the many other characters you and I have grown to love (simply because it’s such a treat to read about it). Rest assured, you will hear from Grandmere and Mia’s family, Tina, Boris, and the ever-hilarious Lilly. There are even appearances by Paolo and Lana. And more! But again, I don’t want to spoil it.

Diving into Mia’s life again is pure heaven. I adored it, enjoyed every single moment. As a fan, it was fun catching up with these characters that I’ve fallen in love with. But there’s more to it than that: there’s such a sense of delight I felt in seeing who they’ve become as adults. Their lives aren’t perfectly mapped out yet because they’re still young, but it’s so satisfying to see them as grown ups and observe how they’ve changed (and how they’ve stayed the same). I also loved seeing Mia and Michael’s relationship on a mature level. Michael is such a solid, steadying force in Mia’s crazy life, much like when they were teenagers. He loves her—freakouts, crazy family and all. They have such an adorable connection, both in their everyday discussions, in their sex life, and in the way they view their future. They are a sweet picture of romantic love, the kind you search your whole life to experience.

I loved this book. You don’t have to be a Princess DIaries fan to enjoy it, but if you are one, you will walk away with a giant smile on your face and a warm feeling in your heart. This is everything we hoped it would be.

Crush Intensity: Eleven Million/5

One more quick, funny note. Michael and Mia’s wedding date is my birthday. When I saw this I may have spazzed out and texted my BFF, saying “I feel this is somehow significant.” She agreed, as any best friend would.

Thank you to William Morrow and Edelweiss for giving me an e-galley of Royal Wedding (which I read three times).

Royal Wedding is in stores TODAY! I’m going to buy a copy. Are you?

Sometimes I Suck at Blogging

well hello It’s been a really, really long time. Lots of fun things have happened. I’ve been working on a project that seems never-ending. I went to the first ever YALLWEST in April with my daughter and some friends of mine where, OMG I met Lauren Oliver and had a mini freakout (more pictures to come). YWSIGN And I’ve read some books. I mean, obviously.

Most important, I was reunited with the Fake Man of My Dreams, Michael Moscovitz. WHAT???? I know. I got an advance e galley of Royal Wedding a few months ago and devoured it. Royal Wedding It’s been so hard not to talk about it, but I thought the review would be best right before the book’s release (so you’ll see it next week after I read it again because Michael). As a teaser, here is a text I sent to a couple of dear friends while reading the book:

“Michael Moscovitz has hair on his chest and he and Mia play a sex game called Fireman. I MAY DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

  Honestly, I’m lucky to have friends who understand this obsession. Or who at least pretend to.

Also, at the recommendation of Daphne and Sandie, I read a fantastic book called I’ll Meet You There by Heather Demetrios. This book will go down as one of my favorites this year because it had that certain Taylor/Jonah Effing Griggs quality I so admire. I promise to review it soon, but let me just warn you now: swoonfest. I'll Meet You There Mostly, other than these two books, I haven’t done a ton of reading. I start books and don’t finish them–or I spend time enjoying books I’ve read a million times. I think it’s in part due to the fact that I loved both Royal Wedding and I’ll Meet You There so much that nothing new has compared. I’m hoping to come out of this slump STAT since I have a list of books to buy for summer, including Sophie Kinsellas’s first ever YA, Finding Audrey Finding Audrey

P.S. I Still Love You by Jenny Han

PS I Still Love You

 And Saint Anything by Sarah Dessen

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For now, it’s just good to be back!