...Got up at 6:30 AM. AUGH. (I am doing emergency teenager-sitting for my downstairs neighbor.) Second night in a row of only six hours of sleep, too.

I have to do various work-related things today, including teaching a class. I will have to think of something nice to do to celebrate later. Perhaps a visit to Chantilly lies in my future...

I cannot believe that I am thirty-seven! I keep counting up from 1973 to see if perhaps I am mistaken. I feel about sixteen (all the better to write YA with, my dear,) or maybe thirty at the most. Maybe because sixteen was the point at which I was most certain that I was completely responsible and mature and a real grown-up, and I have never felt that certain since.

For my birthday, please comment with a book recommendation (with reasons why I would like it), description of the most awesomely bad thing you've encountered lately, link to music, photo of a baaaaby animal or cakewreck or exquisite vista, amusing anecdote, or some such pleasant item.

From: [identity profile] akamarykate.livejournal.com


How about an awesome review of some of Christopher Pike's awesomely bad books (http://www.foreveryoungadult.com/2010/10/28/christopher-pike-is-scarily-repetitive/)?

If you haven't seen the site before, I also highly recommend the monthly posts in which one of the bloggers breaks down Flowers in the Attic, chapter by chapter.

ETA: Happy birthday! (duh, me) I hope there is deliciousness and fun in your day.
Edited Date: 2010-10-29 06:40 pm (UTC)

From: [identity profile] jinian.livejournal.com


I have fond memories of dramatic readings and mockings of Christopher Pike, both from nerd camp and from high school once I brought back the meme. Those are some awesomely bad books, all right.
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