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Kait’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Kait’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
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Kait Quinn
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Sylvia Plath, Emily Dickinson, Megan Falley, Taylor Swift, Lana Del Re
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March 2013
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https://www.goodreads.com/kaitlinm
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The Caretaker
by Marcus Kliewer (Goodreads Author)
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March 26, 2026
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Motheater
by Linda H. Codega (Goodreads Author)
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March 12, 2026
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“Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.”
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I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.”
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“I went to collect the few personal belongings which...I held to be invaluable: my cat, my resolve to travel, and my solitude.”
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“It was one of those sumptuous days when the world is full of autumn muskiness and tangy, crisp perfection: vivid blue sky, deep green fields, leaves in a thousand luminous hues. It is a truly astounding sight when every tree in a landscape becomes individual, when each winding back highway and plump hillside is suddenly and infinitely splashed with every sharp shade that nature can bestow - flaming scarlet, lustrous gold, throbbing vermilion, fiery orange.”
― I'm a Stranger Here Myself: Notes on Returning to America After Twenty Years Away
― I'm a Stranger Here Myself: Notes on Returning to America After Twenty Years Away
