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Gemma’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Gemma’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
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Gemma Seltzer
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Ways of Living
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Speak to Strangers
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2011
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Dark is the Night: Jordan Baseman
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A Devon Anthology
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Speak to Strangers by Seltzer, Gemma (2011) Paperback
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Gemma’s Recent Updates
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Wow Shawna!!! I love RL, but I did not know about this pamphlet! What a discovery! X
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Shawna Hynes
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“Day 72
I remember oranges and you don’t mind me leaving the queue momentarily to find some. When you say, Of course, you reach for my arm in sympathy and recognition. This may be the thing that breaks me today, that stops me in my tracks before driving me forward, turning a corner, making something work, letting everything happen. When I return, you’re touching my yoghurts, reading the ingredients, as though you are making them yours, protecting them in my absence and amusing yourself with the cherry-ness of them. On days like this, I want to take my strangers home with me.”
― Speak to Strangers
I remember oranges and you don’t mind me leaving the queue momentarily to find some. When you say, Of course, you reach for my arm in sympathy and recognition. This may be the thing that breaks me today, that stops me in my tracks before driving me forward, turning a corner, making something work, letting everything happen. When I return, you’re touching my yoghurts, reading the ingredients, as though you are making them yours, protecting them in my absence and amusing yourself with the cherry-ness of them. On days like this, I want to take my strangers home with me.”
― Speak to Strangers
“When she was a child, she always felt the potential for something special to happen when she cried. How magical that your body could produce such a pure, clear sign of emotion. A whole language she was born understanding. It was like she could grow feathers.”
― Ways of Living
― Ways of Living
“Besides, who has the strength to hold the weight of grief? People find ways to reshape it, bury it, or throw it hard against a wall.”
― Ways of Living
― Ways of Living
“Day 72
I remember oranges and you don’t mind me leaving the queue momentarily to find some. When you say, Of course, you reach for my arm in sympathy and recognition. This may be the thing that breaks me today, that stops me in my tracks before driving me forward, turning a corner, making something work, letting everything happen. When I return, you’re touching my yoghurts, reading the ingredients, as though you are making them yours, protecting them in my absence and amusing yourself with the cherry-ness of them. On days like this, I want to take my strangers home with me.”
― Speak to Strangers
I remember oranges and you don’t mind me leaving the queue momentarily to find some. When you say, Of course, you reach for my arm in sympathy and recognition. This may be the thing that breaks me today, that stops me in my tracks before driving me forward, turning a corner, making something work, letting everything happen. When I return, you’re touching my yoghurts, reading the ingredients, as though you are making them yours, protecting them in my absence and amusing yourself with the cherry-ness of them. On days like this, I want to take my strangers home with me.”
― Speak to Strangers
“This is what happened in love. One of you cried a lot and then both of you grew sarcastic.”
― Like Life: Stories
― Like Life: Stories
“In the end we had the pieces of the puzzle, but no matter how we put them together, gaps remained, oddly shaped emptinesses mapped by what surrounded them, like countries we couldn't name.”
― The Virgin Suicides
― The Virgin Suicides