Just a typical Saturday: making breakfasts, chugging coffee, breaking up boy scuffles and then this: this magnificent review by Becca Godwin at The Atlanta Journal-Constitution. I cried.
My favorite sentence, a sentence I will forever cherish:
"Her writing creeps up on you, like a crescent moon that seems to mysteriously switch sides in the night sky during a drive down a winding highway — taunting, unsettling, beautiful."
Thank you, AJC!