Ah, summer. Forget the soaring temperatures and biting mosquitos. We remember the songs, the books, the people and the places so vividly. Just say the word, “summer,” and a catchy tune and a unifiying piece of pop culture spring to mind. Maybe the summer heat bakes these memories so firmly in place, or maybe it’sContinue reading

Growing up, before my parents became extremely lenient and our residence became ‘the party house,’ my parents were sometimes weird about what I could and couldn’t read. Although they were incredibly awesome about my purchasing books: weekly we’d visit the local independent store Chevaliers that was within walking distance of our house. I don’t knowContinue reading