I read because I’m nosy. Because other people’s stories help me understand my own. This is a book club for the fiction-obsessed, the emotionally over-invested, the ones who annotate in pen. I like my novels smart, characters flawed, and covers too pretty to put down.
Founded out of dog-eared paperbacks, this blog is for sharing the stories that made me feel something. Whether it’s heartbreak, euphoria, or the sudden urge to move to New York and start chain-smoking—I’ve been there.
“A mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge.” – George R.R. Martin
To read or not to read 