I own a large purse. The point of having a large purse is that I can comfortably fit at least three average sized novels in it and still have room for keys, chapstick, and a wallet. When I am carrying around one of these novels I can fit one of them in my purse. Just one. And if you happen to only be able to get your hands on the Large Print version…you’d better start pumping iron. There are eight of these, written under J.K Rowling's pseudonym, and I’ve found them fascinatin

The funny thing was, one of the teaspoons had not been an enchanted footman, or scullery maid. It was just a teaspoon, and had somehow gotten included in the magic when all the servants had been enchanted into household wares. So years after everyone else had returned to their natural forms, the teaspoon remained, a shiny little exclamation point teetering all over the white tablecloth, trying to run back and forth between Belle and the former Beast and convince one of them

This is a hot-cocoa-on-a-cold-day book series. It’s clean, hot towels just out of the dryer. It’s fresh green grass and sunlight on a spring day. Whatever makes you smile, sigh happily, and feel contented with the world, that’s what this book series is like. It is in fact, so good that after the first in the series was given to me as a gift (Thank you, Kesse) I actually went out and bought the rest of the series—new! I never buy brand new books! And the premise! It just tic

Have you ever wanted to read sci-fi and historical fiction simultaneously and just can’t manage holding two books at once? Your solution is here! We start with the sci-fi. Oxford, England, in 2060 is the epicenter of historical research conducted through time traveling. Everyone is in complete chaos because Mr. Dunworthy, the don in charge of time travel, has changed everyone’s historical “drops” at the last minute and hared off to London to talk to some time-travel philos

Gina had really wanted to be a therapist. It was admittedly not great to figure that out now, after losing her certification, her receptionist, her only wealthy client, and her professional reputation, but it was a starting place, she reminded herself, and we all need to start with small decisions to help us set big goals. The thing was, she really wanted to be a therapist, but she also wanted money and the things money could buy. Nice clothes, a good car, and an apartmen

Late last summer our church was reeling. Church members who we thought were our close friends had walked away and slammed the door shut on any further relationship for reasons that felt confusingly trivial. Other church friends were struggling through family troubles and felt that the best course of action was to leave the church. Swayed by their responses, people who had been visiting decided that instead of joining, they’d also leave. Guests began to take one look at our sm

“What are these pictures? Why do you have them? Do they mean something to you?” There was no answer from the teen girl sitting across from her and Gina had to restrain herself from visibly gritting her teeth. Just a teen girl , Gina said to herself, You’re the therapist, you’re in charge of the situation , but that teen girl couldn’t be more than five years younger than Gina, and it was hard not to react to her as a peer instead of a patient. The girl wore dark, tight cloth

Switching it up a little this time—instead of a sentient house, it’s a sentient ship! Althea is sailing onboard her father’s ship the Vivacia , who is made out of a particular kind of wood, wizardwood, that will quicken after its three first captains from its family have died onboard its decks. Vivacia is already something of a living creature, and Althea knows and loves her and expects to be made captain after her father’s death, when the ship wakes into full sentience. T