A First Novel

The other day I was updating my "To Be Read" (or TBR, as my fellow book addicts call it) list with a book from an author I thought I had read before. The title of his first novel sounded familiar so I popped over to Amazon to check if I had read it.

What follows is the description for the book:

"A Scandinavian tourist visiting a small, often-overlooked Greek island encounters a community bound by religion, ritual, and superstition, and everyone involved is transformed by the experience. A first novel."

I noted on my Fb that this description did not help me at all to remember. Furthermore, what is with that little "A first novel." tacked there on the end?  Is it an apology? Because you know how first novels can be sometimes.

How Target Became My Happy Place

Target used to be just a place to me.

It was a place my brothers and I went when we were bored: "Hey, you want to go poke around at

A future TargetExpress. Now you can live even closer to a Target than I do!

Target?" and it was a place to buy toilet paper and toothpaste.  Over the years they have undergone major re-branding and are now the go-to shop of basic bitches everywhere. But I missed a lot of those years (and designer capsule collections) when we moved to Ohio.