When two separate literary acquaintances identified Child of God as both their most and simultaneously least favorite work by Cormac McCarthy, that was all the incentive I needed to shoot it to the top of my reading list. To say I was intrigued would be a gross understatement. How could a book be a most and least favorite? How could you both love and hate something so intensely at the same time? I was so curious. Continue reading
"I'll call you..."
You wouldn’t know this to look at me, or even talking to me on the phone, but I have a secret. I am actually terrified of the telephone. The phone rings, my anxiety levels rise, my palms start to sweat, my breathing gets out of rhythm, it’s a mess. And if I ever have to make a phone call, especially one to a particularly scary destination, like the insurance company or a doctor’s office or my in-laws, forget about it! Heart palpitations, hyperventilation, the works! Continue reading