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It’s Book Pub Day! New Releases: September 29, 2020

Hi! It’s Pub Day, here again! There are some INTRIGUING new books being released into the world today, everybody. Shall we take a look?   Fiction The Bell in the Lake: A Novel, by Lars Mytting   Just Like You: A Novel, by Nick Hornby   Non-Fiction The Lonely Century: How to Restore Human Connection in a World that’s Pulling Apart, by Noreena Hertz   Memoir The Meaning of Mariah Carey, by Mariah Carey with Michaela Angela Davis   Spirituality/Faith The Rhythm of Prayer: A Collection of Meditations for Renewal, edited by Sarah Bessey   Poetry Swimming Lessons: Poems, by Lili Reinhart   Whale Day, and Other Poems, by Billy Collins   Happy reading…

It’s Pub Day! New Books to Read! September 22, 2020 Releases

Hi! Tuesday is Publication Day in Book World. It’s the most exciting day for an author: new books are released by their publishers, we get to read them, and all are happy. Because I know many of you like to read as much as I do, I want to share with you a lineup of some new titles available to us today. Fiction And Now She’s Gone, by Rachel Howzell Hall   The Book of Two Ways: A Novel, by Jodi Picoult   Daughters of the Wild: A Novel, by Natalka Burian    To Tell You the Truth: A Novel, by Gilly MacMillan   Nonfiction We’re Better than This: My Fight for the Future of Our Democracy, by Elijah Cummings   Poetry She’s Strong, but She’s Tired (What She Felt #3) by r.h. Sin   Young Adult Far from Normal, by Becky Wallace   How it All Blew Up: A Novel, by Arvin Ahmadi   White Fox, by Sara Faring Happy reading…

Leah Reads: Between the World and Me, by Ta-Nehisi Coates

I looked it up on a map. I lived two miles from where the author Ta-Nehisi Coates grew up. I was twenty-five and living in a loft apartment on the corner of Eutaw and Centre Streets in Baltimore. That apartment had security cameras and gates and a sentry at the front desk. Camden Yards was a mile south, Lexington Market a couple of blocks away, and West Baltimore, where Coates had lived, lay just past Seton Hill to my left. When I went running every morning before work, I ran right, always right, out of the alley next to my building, then through the beautiful stretch of Mt. Vernon and down around Inner Harbor. I never went left. I loved where I lived. I loved my tiny spiral staircase and my view of Johns Hopkins and the drive through Roland Park to get to my classes at Notre Dame of Maryland. I loved the restuarants I couldn’t afford and the buildings and my walks along Charles Street. I felt alive there. At this time, I was working full-time for my uncle downtown so I could pay for my grad school full-time uptown. Like all…