Lounging by the pool one blistering hot Atlanta summer day, my girlfriends and I were comparing notes on marriage over a glass of wine: its highs and lows, its unexpected quirks or sometimes surprising lack thereof, the best parts of the journey and the bits we happily left behind. Each of us had her own… Continue reading Girls Trip in Blue Ridge Georgia
Monday night. Hubby and I on the couch, bowl of chips in the middle, remote in hand. That all familiar tune, signaling another episode of our then favorite tv-show Castle! For about an hour, the world stops as we are transported to New York; kicking ass and taking names alongside Kate Beckett and her crime… Continue reading Heat Rises by Richard Castle
Picture this. Two young girls in grandparents’ attic. Grandma happily cooking the day away in the kitchen below, while snore resonate through the floor from grandpa sleeping on the sofa. No parents. No rules. Just 2 girls and an attic of endless possibility. Growing up, my friend Annelies and I spent our weekends thinking up… Continue reading “Lord of the Flies” by William Golding
We love to travel; each new country we visit is a new world waiting to be explored, each new city a chance for adventure. We put on our shoes, step onto the road, and start walking; anywhere and everywhere. Camera in hand, we let the city guide us, never knowing where she will sweep us… Continue reading The Temporary Bride by Jennifer Klinec
I love books: from the way they feel in my hands to that moment when you first hear the soft crack of the spine as you open one - almost a sigh, it’s so quiet – like the sound of a door softly opening, inviting you in to a new realm. You peer through, sink… Continue reading Tsundoku
After coming home from school one night in the late ‘90s, a young girl joined her parents at the dinner table (on the stroke of 6, as per usual!) and rather unceremoniously informed them that, somewhere during that fateful afternoon, she had become a vegetarian; and subsequently refused to eat any of the meaty goodness… Continue reading “The Vegetarian” by Han Kang
Sitting on the couch with 2 pups - one blissfully asleep on top of my already numb feet and the other yawning and contentedly nestling in for the night next to me on the other side, I start reading Garth Stein’s ‘The Art of Racing in the Rain’ and, as with all dogs, I immediately fall in love.