There is only one thing that keeps me up past bedtime these days, and it rarely has anything to do with wine anymore…it's a good book. I am forever late getting into bed (you know, by the time you get the kids to bed, clean things up, veg for a few minutes on the couch with the hubs, shut down the house, and get yourself ready for bed...), but I just CANNOT go right to sleep. I must read. So I tell myself I'm only going to read a few pages…and then I look at the clock, my husband long having succumbed to the sandman, and have a mini heart attack, "Oh crap! Is it that late?!"….and then I read a few more pages before I find a decent break-off point, slide my bookmark in and turn out the light. So what's been in my hands this week? Well, I'm back in the land of YA fiction. As an aside, I have a two-part post coming up on Tween fiction, which I have been swimming in for the last three months. There are just so many lovely Tween books out there; and they
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