So of course I’d heard of Octavian Nothing. But it was just one of those books (two volumes, actually, but really one book, in my mind) that I’d never gotten around to reading. But I’ve been catching up on John Green’s archives after going crazy for his Looking for Alaska, and I took what he [...]

The first time I finished The Book Thief, I was on a plane riding home from a visit to see my sister for her law school graduation. I cried on page after page, my tears falling faster than I could wipe them away, sliding down my face then my chin then my neck to my [...]