i tend to go through phases with my reading habits, and i’d be a big liar with a side of liar-sauce if i wasn’t honest about what i’ve been reading lately…
no surprise, it’s children’s literature. again.
more specifically, the magical author-goddess that is alison mcghee:
i mean, how can you not? i’ve decided that this year everyone is getting a picture book that reminds me of them and i ended up buying nearly everything by alison mcghee. unsurprisingly, each of these either make me bawl or chuckle. which i think makes a pretty good children’s author. and taeeun yoo (who does the illustrations) is sort of my female-illustrator-crush.
only one draw back, as i surveyed my purchases and figured out which of my friends would be the delightful recipients of ms.mcghee’s books i sort of had a hard time figuring out which would go to whom. and then i realized, ‘oh crap. i just bought books for my unborn children. oh god, oh god, i am one of THOSE girls.’ and promptly became disturbed with myself. no shame, guys. no shame.
sorry, future children. i’m warning you ahead of time.