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S.M.’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at S.M.’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
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Hunting For Inspiration
Sometimes, muses prove invasive. I won’t lie. My word count isn’t where I would like it to be. I’ve still been writing, but I feel more like I’m wading through molasses than managing anything productive. A spring trip to the Florida Keys brought a welcome respite. I honestly haven’t traveled on vacation in years, soContinue reading "Hunting For Inspiration"
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“Summer, and he watches his children's heart break. Autumn again and Boo's children needed him. Atticus was right. One time he said you never really know a man until you stand in his shoes and walk around in them. Just standing on the Radley porch was enough.”
― To Kill a Mockingbird
― To Kill a Mockingbird
“I'm sure the red fern has grown and has completely covered the two little mounds. I know it is still there, hiding its secret beneath those long, red leaves, but it wouldn't be hidden from me for part of my life is buried there, too.
Yes, I know it is still there, for in my heart I believe the legend of the sacred red fern.”
― Where the Red Fern Grows
Yes, I know it is still there, for in my heart I believe the legend of the sacred red fern.”
― Where the Red Fern Grows
“Reading books, and finding new books and genres is one of the most fascinating things a human can do.”
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“We are not going to die."
Butters stared up at me, pale, his eyes terrified. "We're not?"
"No. And do you know why?" He shook his head. "Because Thomas is too pretty to die. And because I'm too stubborn to die." I hauled on the shirt even harder. "And most of all because tomorrow is Oktoberfest, Butters, and polka will never die.”
― Dead Beat
Butters stared up at me, pale, his eyes terrified. "We're not?"
"No. And do you know why?" He shook his head. "Because Thomas is too pretty to die. And because I'm too stubborn to die." I hauled on the shirt even harder. "And most of all because tomorrow is Oktoberfest, Butters, and polka will never die.”
― Dead Beat
