Judy Blume's Blubber (1974) Jean Little's One to Grow On (1969) Sheila Greenwald's It All Began with Jane Eyre (1980) Louise Fitzhugh's Harriet the Spy (1964) Previous shelf-discovery posts I've made have focussed on historical fiction (here, here and here) and post-apocalyptic fiction, mysteries (here) and fantasies, but the majority of my
Austin Clarke's More Thomas Allen, 2008 I can't help it: when I see a stack of new books at the library, I am compelled to, at the very least, ogle them. Usually I pick one up. Often I pet one (even if it's just a shinier version of a favourite
1946; Persephone Books, 2009 The novel opens with Mrs. Deborah Robertson in bed with her husband; they are saying goodbye to one another before Graham goes overseas. War work: it's not the worst option, as Graham reminds Deborah; he will be relatively safe, as will she, living at
It's partly because of the beautiful image, that I first saw posted here, and partly because I so recently enjoyed re-reading some childhood fantasy favourites, and partly because I've recently finished two other reading challenges for the year (Canada Reads and Canada Reads Independently), and partly because in taking a
Mary Stewart's The Little Broomstick (1971) Julie Andrews Edwards' The Last of the Really Great Whangdoodles (1974) Madeleine L'Engle's A Wrinkle in Time (1962) If I'd looked back to my childhood reading, I would have described myself as being much more comfortable with witches and dragons, enchantments and whangdoodles, than
