I have narrowed down my preferred choices in reading material to two major genres:
1. Old girly shit. Jane Austen, Bronte sisters (well, mostly the one who wrote Jane Eyre), Elisabeth Gaskell. People like that. Charles Dickens can eat a dick.
2. New girly shit. Meg Cabot, Sarah Dessen, Marian Keyes. Today, at the library, I picked up a book about a baker who somehow gets involved in a murder. The title involves the word "red velvet cupcake" and the book is interspersed with recipes. It's like someone took all the things I love and transferred them into book format. Perfection. I have high expectations for this book.
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About Me
- Junaberry
- I'm a student from Australia who used to have a lot of time on her hands but doesn't have that much anymore. Now she has other stuff on her hands.
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