I don’t often take the time to read the promotional emails that slides into my inbox, but now that I’m not on the Insta, I’m enjoying my life and reading about the flood of events, places, and books that newsletters I subscribe to recommend, including
The first thing that catches my eye is:
I saw that it has an illustrator, so likely wasn’t a novel, but I was so intrigued by the title, I clicked, and look what I found!
Simple enough. Straight forward first day of school anxiety story.
“Ponies were Penelope’s favorite. Because ponies are delicious.”
Lollllllllllllllllll. I love that.
Damn. Why did he not pack her sandwiches made with pony flesh?
Tuna. So lame. Plus how long would it take to create 300 tuna sandwiches? Did he enslave a bunch of small dinosaurs to complete this task? They must be rich AF.
I want to read this
The book preview ends there.
I never go to the library, but I’m going to have to now, or visit The Strand, NYC’s bookstore with 18 million books!
Find me next week sitting at one of the round Kiddie tables completely engrossed in turning the pages of this book, chuckling to myself.
Who has read this?
Spill the tea! What were your thoughts on it?
How intriguing is this cover?
It’s written by a Japanese person. Is this about tentacle porn? Cause I will read it.
Unfortuntely it is not.
‘The first great book of the Trump administration …”
“We live in a time when the very idea of objective truth is mocked and discounted by the US President. Discredited conspiracy theories and ideologies have resurfaced, proven science is once more up for debate, and Russian propaganda floods our screens. The wisdom of the crowd has usurped research and expertise, and we are each left clinging to the beliefs that best confirm our biases.
How did truth become an endangered species?”
Will I read this?
Yes, but I may not enjoy it. Anyone else remember how boring Shattered – about the messup of the Hilary Clinton campaign – was?
I want to be edified, but that book was so terribly boring. No.