Pines (Wayward Pines #1) by Blake Crouch

I saw a commercial for a new show on Fox called Wayward Pines. M. Night Shymalon is the executive producer, and although his films are generally pretty hit or miss with me, his involvement here piqued my curiosity. First things first, though – the series is based on a book trilogy, so in the last week I diligently read the first novel, Pines, and watched the series premiere. Strong feelings of apathy ensued. Continue reading

My Heart and Other Black Holes by Jasmine Warga


I’m a bit concerned that the only books that I seem to even vaguely enjoy anymore tend to be Young Adult. I use “enjoy” loosely, because I certainly didn’t love My Heart and Other Black Holes, but I did like it, which I’ll take at this point. Continue reading

The Wednesday Group by Sylvia True

Look at the cover of this book. It looks like an Oprah Book Club Book – my least favorite type of book. Some fancy elegant pillows, precariously stacked at a jaunty angle. I had no clue what this book would be about, but the title led me to believe that it was maybe a knit and crochet group, meeting Wednesdays to make hats and share gossip. Boy was I wrong. Continue reading

Where They Found Her by Kimberly McCreight

Everyone needs to quit trying to write the next Gone Girl. More importantly, I need to stop reading books that are advertised as “the next Gone Girl.” I wasn’t even a big fan of that book, but I’m apparently drawn to books claiming to be similar. More often than not, twisty and convoluted plots result in meandering, hard-to-follow novels. Readers lose interest, daydreaming commences, entire chapters need to be re-read, only to have the same thing happen all over again. While I experienced this with small portions of Gone Girl, the blackouts that I endured with Kimberly McCreight’s Where They Found Her were about on par with a night of heavy drinking. Continue reading

True Story: Murder, Memoir, Mea Culpa by Michael Finkel

I don’t really associate Jonah Hill or James Franco with serious films. I do know that they are both trying to go that route, and if the movie is anything like the book, True Story just might be their ticket. I only wonder how long it will take Franco to re-release the book with his face on the cover. Continue reading

Not That Kind of Girl by Lena Dunham

I hesitated to watch Girls for a long, long time, primarily due to an innate distrust towards Lena Dunham. As soon as I saw that she was billed as the writer, creator, director, producer, star, key grip, caterer, and every other credit-worthy action known to man, I just didn’t like her. I gave in and watched Girls, and I loved it. Perhaps I had unfairly misjudged this poor woman. This remorse led to my regretful reading of Not That Kind of Girl, in which all of my assumptions towards Ms. Dunham were proven several times over. Continue reading

Whistling Past the Graveyard by Susan Crandall

It is impossible to forget the title of this book, as the narrator repeats it at least twenty-seven times throughout Whistling Past the Graveyard. The phrase refers to the act of distracting yourself from uncomfortable circumstances by doing something pleasant, or fixating on sunnier pastures. If asked to use the phrase in a sentence, I would say: “To get through Whistling Past the Graveyard, I was forced to whistle past the graveyard. Haha, I am so darn witty.
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The Walking Dead – S5, E15: “Try”

I have not written about The Walking Dead since the midseason finale. It’s no secret that recent seasons have left me less than pleased, but on this eve of the Season 5 finale, I find myself with a few things to say. Continue reading

The Pocket Wife by Susan Crawford

The Pocket Wife is the tale of Dana Catrell, a woman with a history of psychological issues who one day drinks too much and may or may not have murdered her neighbor. Psychologically unreliable characters typically make the best characters, but this was not the case here. The protagonist is so very whiny that it is completely impossible to sympathize with her struggle. Continue reading