I can tell you two things after reading Gillian Flynn’s “Sharp Objects.”  First, if you say that a character is left handed, like all geniuses, I will flag that page.  Second, Flynn remains someone I would not want to end up with in a dark room.

Some of us have a much easier time growing up than others.  That’s not a startling revelation, but it’s good to be reminded of that from time to time as we go through the world and encounter people whose experience with this world is very different from our own.

Somehow I only posted one time in March.  Whoops.  Expect much more from April, which technically could be like three posts, but hopefully many more.

One that I could have done last month was posting about Pierce Brown’s “Morning Star,” the third book in the fantastic Red Rising series.  If you haven’t read any of them, I insist you immediately reevaluate your life choices and then start.

If I got kidnapped while doing my job, it would be pretty difficult for me to consider continuing in a position where that could happen again.

If I call you Sunny Jim in the near future, blame Nick Hornby.

When I was 14, the only manual labor I had to do was mow the lawn with a ride-on mower.  I went to school with no fears of being sent home for being unable to pay.  I spent afternoons doing homework, playing baseball and video games knowing a filling meal was coming for dinner every night.