Dear Martin (Book Review)

Last week I wrote about The Poet X and this week I’m focusing on the author half of that New Year’s post. I finished Dear Martin by Nic Stone in two days, but first, pictures:

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Two for Tuesday – New Year, New Books

Happy New Year! We’ve successfully made it into 2019 and to rein in the new year, I purchased more books. New books also mean new pictures, so here is a shot I took right after I opened my package.

I’ve decided to treat myself, especially since these books were in my TBR for so long and I couldn’t stop thinking about them. These two should be great follow ups to The Education of Margot Sanchez.

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American Street (Book Review)

*Synopsis*

Fabiola has just gotten off the plane from Haiti into the United States. It is her first time back since she was a baby. She is excited to start her new life with her mother as they plan to move in with Fabiola’s aunt and cousins in Detroit. Before they can reach their connecting flight to Detroit, Fabiola’s mother is detained by customs. They don’t believe that she is just here for “a visit.” 

Now, Fabiola finds herself immersed into an American culture that she feels unprepared for. At the corner of American Street and Joy road, Fabiola has important decisions to make. Her fighting cousins, empty fridge, and quiet aunt are just a few of the things this America has in store for her.

*Interlude*

Before we get into the review, check out these pictures I took myself. I’m working on taking more pictures myself. If you have any picture taking advice, let me know in the comments.

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Two for Tuesday: My Growing Poetry Collection

Despite not finishing the two books from my first Two for Tuesday Mini Haul, (I’m 3/4 of the way through American Street), I decided to add two more books to my collection. I bought them through the Button Poetry website.

I tried my hand at some creative photography for this one. Let me know if it was a hit or miss in the comments below:

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