Quoted: All My Friends are Superheroes

Okay, there’s this thing you can do, a thing you can do like no other person on this planet. That makes you special, but being special really doesn’t mean anything. You still have to get dressed in the morning. Your shoelaces still break. Your lover will still leave you if you don’t treat her right.

Born Weird by Andrew Kaufman

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Honestly, I’m not sure how he manages to do it—to weave magical realism so seamlessly with morality and truth—but he does it so convincingly that it takes a minute to understand what he’s writing about. He’s a genius.

No. 7 on my challenge. I only just discovered Kaufman last year, but he’s quickly become one of my favourite writers. Thank you, Kennedy, for the recommendation.

The Tiny Wife by Andrew Kaufman

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I’m 100% convinced that everything Andrew Kaufman writes is pure gold. Absolutely genius. I don’t know how he’s able to say so much about love in such a short book, but he is incredibly successful in doing so.

No. 14 on my challenge. Thank goodness—it would have been terrible for Nancy if she’d had to run from that lion in the winter time.

Bookish Alphabet

This seemed like fun, so I stole it from HiddenStaircase. It’s rather self explanatory.

Author You’ve Read The Most Books From
Either Janet Evanovich or Sandra Brown. Don’t judge me. I am a voracious reader of all sorts.

Best Sequel Ever
A Wolf at the Table by Augusten Burroughs. Though technically not a sequel, it was the second book of his that I read about his family, and it is amazing. The portrait he paints of his father is chilling. And yet, I read Look Me in the Eye by his older brother John Elder Robison and, according to him, their father is totally sane. Nonetheless, they’re both great books.

Currently Reading
Unabrow: Misadventures of a Late Bloomer by Una LaMarche. It’s absolutely hilarious. Also: a manuscript for work, Angela’s Ashes by Frank McCourt, and The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie by Alan Bradley, though I admit I haven’t picked up either of the last two in a while.

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