Book Review: The Hating Game

The Hating Game gave me a hangover. Not the I really shouldn’t have had that last glass of wine hangover. A book hangover. I’m not certain who coined the term “book hangover,” but if you look on Pinterest, you’ll find countless images to accompany the following definition:

Reading The Hating Game made me so happy that when it was over, I was legitimately sad.  I was sitting on the couch next to my husband when I finished, and he actually asked me why I was pouting. Pouting. Like a child. I wasn’t ready to leave the world or the characters Sally Thorne created. So, to comfort myself, I pre-ordered 99 Percent Mine on Amazon.

So what you are about to read is a gushing review.


Lucy hates Joshua Templemen. Really hates him. And he hates her right back. This is unfortunate because they happen to share an office at B&G Publishing after a hostile merger. They spend their days playing a series of games with each other, always trying to get the one-up. As if this weren’t tense enough, they’re both up for the same promotion. But as they battle it out, another kind of tension is suddenly at play…and Lucy finds out just how fine the line is between love and hate.


I love Sally Thorne’s writing style. The sharp, witty banter between Lucy and Joshua reminds me a little of the lightening fast repartee between characters in Gilmore Girls. She strikes the right balance between description, action, exposition and dialogue. It was a truly effortless read. Beautifully done.


Lucy is a fantastic heroine. She’s small, but strong. She doesn’t let anyone push her around. But she also has a soft, at times insecure, side that we can all relate to. She’s passionate about her work. Yes, the central story line is about the romance between her and Joshua, but it doesn’t definite her. In short, she feels like someone I would want to be friends with IRL.

For Joshua Templeman, I just have one word. Swoon. I’m not sure if he was intended to be a modern Mr. Darcy, but he fits the type and it works. I’m a sucker for heroes with good looks, a stern exterior, and hidden depth. Joshua Templeman has all these in spades. My favorite thing about Joshua is that he kept me on my toes—I was never quite sure what he was going to do next, what small part of himself he would reveal. If it’s wrong to crush on a fictional character, I don’t want to be right.


This is a classic hate-to-love tale, though it may have ruined all others for me. It was just fun, from beginning to end. The competition between Lucy and Joshua, his jealousy over another suitor, the Or Something game…sigh. I was compulsively turning pages the entire time I read. I wish there had been an Epilogue, just a hint of what the future held for Lucy and Josh. I will use my imagination to ensure their Happily Ever After.


Um, yes, I recommend this book. Go read it immediately. I borrowed The Hating Game from the library, and upon finishing, had to buy my own copy. This is a big deal because I’m trying to seriously limit how many books I accumulate. For me, The Hating Game was a must own.

What are your thoughts? Did you love The Hating Game as much as I did? Will you be reading 99 Percent Mine? Are there any other similar books I should be reading? Let me know your thoughts!

Happy Reading,


Best and Worst of 2018: Part 2

Welcome back to The Best and Worst of 2018. If you missed part one, I detailed my five least favorite books I read last year and why they rated so low on my list.

Now for the good news! I actually read many more enjoyable books than not last year, so I’m excited to announce my top five favorites. It was really hard to choose! I read so many solidly good books this year, but these five stood out from the crowd.

My Favorite Books of 2018

#5. The Kiss Quotient- by Helen Hoang

This my Book of the Month pick for June, and it was a perfect poolside read. I’ve already gushed about it in my review, but here are the highlights: Stella is on the autism spectrum and feels likes she’s bad at sex and relationships. So, she hires Michael Phan, an escort, to help her practice. Yes, it’s Pretty Woman in reverse, and the plot is definitely not realistic. But that’s why it’s fiction. And that’s part of what I find so enjoyable. It’s smart, funny, sexy, and gave me all the feels. And also, I can’t lie, made me blush. Bonus: a very honest portrayal of autism spectrum disorders. All around win in my book.

#4. Surprise Me- Sophie Kinsella

It’s possible that I’m biased here because Sophie is one of my all-time favorite writers and my dream is to become the American version of her someday. This book received some mixed reviews on Goodreads, but personally I loved it. I liked that it was different than her other books. Sylvie and Dan have a happy marriage, but faced with the prospect of 70 more years together, they both begin to freak out a little. They decide the best way to combat the monotony is to try and surprise each other. But Dan surprises Sylvie in a way she wasn’t expecting. And yes, some of the plot was outlandish, but aren’t all of hers? (Wedding Night, anyone?) I don’t read Sophie Kinsella looking for realism. I read it for quirky characters, humor, and lots of heart. Surprise Me delivers on all three.

#3. Sweet Little Lies- Caz Frear

This was another Book of the Month pick, though I can’t remember which month. It was around the time I was going through Tana French withdrawal (before The Witch Elm came out and disappointed me), and I was looking for a juicy mystery to sink my teeth into. This debut novel follows Cat Kinsella as she attempts to solve the murder of a woman who was strangled outside her father’s pub. It also happens to be the same woman who disappeared when she was a child, forever altering her relationship with said father. (Cat believed her father had something to do with the disappearance). What follows is a fast paced, well-plotted mystery with great writing and sharp characters. I sincerely hope that Caz Frear is out there writing another book, because I am waiting to devour it.

#2. The Alice Network– Kate Quinn

I’ve read a lot of historical fiction this year, but this was by far my favorite. The Alice Network is about a female spy ring in World War I, focusing on one new spy, Eve Gardiner. Half of the book is from her perspective during the war. The other half of the book takes place a generation later, immediately after World War II, and is told by Charlie St. Clair. Charlie is a young woman who finds herself in trouble, or as she calls it, “her little problem.” But she doesn’t let that deter her from what she’s truly after, which is finding her cousin who disappeared during the war. For this endeavor, she teams up with Eve. Both Eve and Charlie are dynamite characters and badass women, which was one of the big appeals of the book for me. It’s both action-packed and beautifully written. It gripped my attention from beginning to end, even when I found myself reading late at night. I will definitely be checking out Kate Quinn’s other books.

#1. Little Fires Everywhere– Celeste Ng

There was so much hype surrounding this book. Everyone couldn’t stop talking about how amazing it was. I’m always weary of books that get too much hype, but this book was nothing short of stunning. I won’t lie—I don’t read too much “literary” fiction these days. I read a lot of contemporary literary fiction in graduate school and I never enjoyed it that much. But Little Fires Everywhere is a gem that straddles the line between literary and commercial fiction beautifully. Where do I even begin to describe this book? Little Fires Everywhere is about single mother Mia Warren and her daughter Pearl, who live a somewhat nomadic lifestyle but have recently landed in Shaker Heights, Ohio. Here, Pearl becomes friends with the affluent and popular Richardson children, an alliance that seems harmless enough. Until, that is, Mia and Mrs. Richardson end up supporting opposite sides of a battle over the adoption of a Chinese-American baby. This synopsis doesn’t do justice to the subtle complexities of this book. Every character is developed so thoughtfully that they leap off the page. The writing itself is gorgeous. And there is no way you can anticipate where the plot is headed until it hits you in the face. It is the ingenious way that Little Fires Everywhere surprised me that earned its top spot. So on this one, all that hype was completely earned.

So what do you think about my top 5 picks? Do you agree or disagree with my choices? What are the best books you read in 2018?

Let me know your thoughts in the comments!

Happy Reading,

Best and Worst of 2018: Part 1

There is nothing better than reading a book that you can really sink your teeth into, that makes you think or laugh or swoon. And on the flip side of that, there’s nothing worse than a book that you want to like but is just so disappointing, or a book that you struggle through from page one but make yourself finish anyway. I had both of these reading experiences many times over in 2018, so I decided to compile a list of my favorites and… least favorites.

It’s a little bit of a longer post, so this will be a two part series. Let’s start with the bad news, shall we?

Please note: these are not all books published in 2018. I read them in 2018.

My Least Favorite Books of 2018

#5. The Witch Elm– Tana French

It pains me to put this book on the list. Really, it does. I think Tana French is an amazingly talented writer. She’s an “automatic buy” author, which is among the highest compliments I can give. But her most recent novel, a departure from her Dublin Murder Squad Series, just didn’t work for me. I could maybe have lived with the fact that the murder mystery wasn’t front and center on this one, but I just did not care for the protagonist. Toby lacked the depth I’ve come to expect from French’s narrators. I suffered through the nearly 500 pages of this one, but it was really disappointing.

#4. The Tatooist of Auschwitz– Heather Morris

This was our October book club pick. It’s marketed as a novel but it doesn’t feel like a novel when you’re reading it. The prose is really sparse, and for such a charged topic, seriously lacks emotion. We debated this point at book club; some of my friends thought that the relative emotionlessness of the book was intentional to show how Lale needed to compartmentalize in order to survive. I can see this as argument, but in my opinion, it didn’t work. Maybe Morris didn’t want to embellish anything and detract from Lale’s story as he told it to her. Either way, it’s not often I emerge from a book on the Holocaust completely unmoved.

#3. Manhattan Beach-Jennifer Eagan

Our book club pick from February, on my suggestion. I’m ambivalent about Jennifer Eagan’s work as a whole. I read A Visit from the Goon Squad in graduate school and loved it. But I read another of her novels later and I didn’t like it. In fact, I can’t even remember the title.  The premise of Manhattan Beach was promising; I thought we were in for a mysterious, 1940’s noir kind of read, so I suggested it. No dice. Mostly, we read a lot about underwater diving in order to fix submarines, which wasn’t all that interesting. I found the plot very hard to follow, and I wasn’t invested in the characters. We did, however, have a spirited discussion at book club about all the things that annoyed us about this book, so that was fun.

#2. The Readers of Broken Wheel Recommend- Katarina Bivald

My best friend tried to warn me off this one, but I thought maybe it was just that we have different tastes in books. So, during our February book club meeting, after discussing Manhattan Beach to death, and drinking a fair amount of wine, we couldn’t come up with a good idea for our next book. I had The Readers of Broken Wheel Recommend on my “eventually read,” shelf and it seemed like a harmless enough pick. And it was harmless…it was just also kind of lifeless. I didn’t find the characters or story very compelling, even for a light read. It could be that something was lost in the translation. But we universally decided that this was our least favorite book club pick of 2018.

#1. Neon in Daylight– Hermione Hoby

There was no contest for my least favorite book spot. I don’t even remember where I saw this book, but I thought it would be edgy and cool, but it was just not. I only finished this because my friend Betsy was already reading it with me. I almost always finish a book once I’ve started, but I should have put this one down early. The prose was completely overdone and too flowery for a novel. A short story, maybe, could have worked with this writing style. But for me, it was way too much. The characters were simply not likeable. There was no discernable plot. To me, this book felt like something that came out of an MFA program, and would only appeal to a very small subset of readers. I was not one of those readers.

What do you think about this list? Do you disagree with me about any of these? What is on your least favorite list from 2018?

Let me know in the comments, I would love to hear your thoughts!

Happy Reading!

Book Review: Becoming

I’ve never been a fan of politics, and my experience in the last ten years has done nothing to change that. I continue to be put off my it’s nastiness—the tribal segregation between red and blue, this idea that we’re supposed to choose one side and stick to it, unable to listen and compromise, or sometimes even to be civil.

Becoming, page 419

In my city, I am an anomaly. I live in Washington, D.C., a place where politics and politicians take center stage, where national issues and—far too often lately, the president—take the place of small talk. In DC, you ask or get asked four questions when you first meet someone: Where are you from? Where do you live? What do you do? and finally, if they can’t figure this out based on your answers to the previous questions, What are your politics? I say I am an anomaly because I am politically apathetic in a city that literally runs on political agendas. I did not come here because I wanted to be in the center of that madness. I came here because the man that I love, who eventually became my husband, was here.

And it is in this small way that I have something in common with Michelle Obama.

Occasionally, I succumb to reading peer pressure. I want to read something because it’s gotten tons of hype, is all over social media, or all my friends are reading it. I’d like to think it’s not because I want to be like everybody else (although that’s probably part of it), but more so that I can intelligently contribute to the conversation when people inevitably bring it up. My desire to read Becoming started this way. I’ve always liked Michelle Obama, and I was mildly interested in learning about her life. But mostly, I wanted to see what all the fuss was about.

So many of us go through life with our stories hidden, feeling ashamed or afraid when our whole truth doesn’t live up to some established ideal. We grow up with messages that tell us that there’s only way to be American—that if our skin is too dark or our hips are wide, if we don’t experience love in a particular way, if we speak another language or come from another country, then we don’t belong. That is, until someone dares to tell the story differently

Becoming, page 415

First let me say that the writing itself is beautiful. It doesn’t surprise me in any way that someone as intelligent and poised as Michelle can craft eloquent sentences. But it was more than just the sentences that made this book flow, almost effortlessly. This is not a book where someone is just laying out her memories because hey, they happened to her. Every story she shares was clearly chosen for a specific reason, and she weaves it throughout the entire narrative, able to connect something that happened in her childhood to something she experienced in the White House. I don’t read a lot of memoirs, admittedly, but this seems to be a shining example of what the genre can be when done well.

One word I’ve seen many people use to describe this book is intimate, and I definitely agree. Much of the charm of this book is how honest it feels, how candidly Michelle expresses her thoughts and emotions. “Did I think it was a good idea for him to run for Congress? No I did not.” I feel you, girl. If my husband wanted to run for office, I would have the same reaction. And this is the kind of thought that I had while reading, over and over. I hear you. I feel you. That totally would be me. Her writing makes you feel like she’s telling you her life story over a cup of coffee. And what impresses me most is that her tone manages to be conversational when writing about such important things. It was this, more than the sheer beauty of the writing itself, that won me over in the end. I might not care about politics, but I care about Michele’s story. I liked her before I read the book, but I like her better now because I feel like I actually know about her life. She lets herself be open and vulnerable on the page, the refrain of Am I good enough? weaving through pivotal moments of her life. We’ve all been there, and it matters that she shares these moments of insecurity.

It’s not about being perfect. It’s not about where you get yourself in the end. There’s power in allowing yourself to be known and heard, in owning your own unique story, in using your authentic voice. And there’s grace in being willing to know and hear others.

So, ultimately, I do understand what all the fuss is about. It’s over 400 pages, and you need to invest some reading time into it. I usually finish books, even big ones, in a week or less. This one took me a full ten days. Like I said, the writing flows effortlessly, but it is a lot to digest and reflect on. It’s a serious book, and she wants to make you think, so don’t pick it up for a bit of light reading. But, if you want to know more about Michelle’s life, this is worth the read. I feel relieved that she gets a little more normalcy now, and I hope she’s enjoying her new house, and the ability to open the windows whenever she wants to.

Have you read Becoming? What did you think? What other memoirs would you recommend?

Happy Reading!

An American Heiress: A Review


‘I am Cora Cash. I am very rich. I have a flour fortune, not the flower you can smell but the flour you make bread with. Bread, you know, is the stuff of life. Would you like to kiss me? Most men want to but I am just too rich.’ And then she felt the darkness coming again, and before the young man could answer, she fainted into his arms.

An American Heiress
By: Daisy Goodwin
Publisher: St. Martins
Purchased at: Barnes and Noble
Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

 Why I Read It

I love British period pieces: everything by Jane Austen, Dickens, the Brontes. Lately though, I’ve gotten away from these classics in favor of more contemporary fiction. But I still love a good story about British high society, which is why I became a Downton Abbey devotee during the show’s run. A fellow anglophile friend of mine recommended The American Heiress as a salve for my Downtown withdrawal. Sadly, it doesn’t help my missing Dan Stevens as Matthew Crawley, but otherwise Goodwin’s debut novel was right up my alley.

Caveat: you have to be interested in this time period. If not, you probably won’t be as riveted as I was by this book.


The American Heiress is about the rich and beautiful Cora Cash, whose parents have more money than God in turn of the century New York City. But Cora’s mother is after the one thing that her money can’t buy—a title—and so they set off for England in search of an eligible bachelor who can supply one. Fortuitously, Cora takes a spill off her horse in the woods belonging to the Duke of Wareham. A whirlwind romance follows, but being a Duchess isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. British High Society is as unforgiving as it is secretive, and Cora, the American and outsider, has a lot to learn in order to manage her new life.  Continue reading “An American Heiress: A Review”

By the Book: A Review

Seeing Adam’s library now made me feel ill with want. I felt like he’d stolen part of my dreams, like he was living the life I’d wanted. “This was supposed to be my library,” I wanted to scream. Was he taunting me? Showing me the life I could have had if we hadn’t broken up?

By The Book

By the Book
By: Julia Sonneborn
Published by: Gallery Books
Purchased on: Amazon
Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Why I read it

I bought this book on a whim. I was looking for future book club picks on Amazon, and this title popped. When I read the premise—a modern retelling of Jane Austen’s Persuasion—my heart dropped a little. For NaNoWriMo 2017, I also wrote a modern retelling of Persuasion, which I’m still working on. So, naturally, I had to see what this one was like, and I bought it on the spot.


Anne Corey is living the dream as an English Professor at a small college in California. Unfortunately, that dream also includes crushing student loan debt and the struggle of trying to get an academic book published—not to mention that her job security depends on getting said book published. Add to that an aging father who needs to be moved to an assisted living facility nearby, and she’s got quite enough to be going on with outside of her teaching load. But then, everything gets a little more complicated as her ex-fiancé makes his debut as the new president of the college. Continue reading “By the Book: A Review”

Ready Player One Review

You only know what I want you to know. You only see what I want you to see.
–Art3mis to Wade, Ready Player One


Ready Player One
Ernest Cline
Publisher: Broadway Books
Purchased On: Amazon
Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

I didn’t expect to like this book as much as I did. My husband mentioned it maybe a year ago, but then he said the word “video games” and I promptly lost interest. Then more recently, a good friend and fellow bibliophile told me, in no uncertain terms, that I had to read this book. So, I gave it a shot.

Ready Player One is about Wade Watts (aka Parzival) who is by all accounts a lonely gamer dude whose life pretty much sucks. The year 2044 is basically a hot mess for humanity. Spoiler alert: Global Warming is real. Luckily for Wade, he can spend almost all of his time in the OASIS, where everything doesn’t suck. He spends most of his time hunting for the Easter Egg left behind by eccentric creator of the Oasis, Jim Halliday. Mostly this involves a lot of 80’s nostalgia. As the game intensifies, there are real life consequences, and Wade is no longer fighting just for the multibillion-dollar prize (though that helps), he’s fighting for his life.  Continue reading “Ready Player One Review”