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Taking a Break...

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Quote of the Day

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“Just before nightfall, Hannibal approached Lecter castle through the woods. As he looked at his home, his feelings remained curiously flat; it is not healing to see your childhood home, but it helps you measure whether you are broken, and how and why, assuming you want to know.” 

Thomas Harris, Hannibal Rising.

Quote of The Day

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"Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. "  

The Fault In Our Stars by John Green

Fangirl Friday: Find Your Tribe!

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So many things have been said about great authors, great books, great actors, and great people, but today I'm feeling the need to squee about one specific subset of this - finding your tribe. Way back when, probably a good ten to fifteen years ago, I had no idea what those words meant. Individually, sure, but as a single concept? What are we, nomadic people who band together for warmth and food?




Quote of the Day

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“Did you say we?” Ristan asked.
I blushed from my head to my Paint Your Toron-Toes Rose colored toenails. I opened the shower door and stepped out meeting Ristan's eyes. “Don't ask.”
“How the…did you sift into his shower?”
 he asked, bubbling with laughter.
“I said don't ask! It wasn't my fault. I was sleeping!” I shouted as both men laughed even harder.
“Real mature, just real fucking mature."

Taunting Destiny (The Fae Chronicles #2) Amelia Hutchins

Quote of the Day

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Pen reached blindly for a chair and fell into it. As soon as her ass hit cushion, she crossed herself. Her inconsistent Catholicism was one of the many idiosyncrasies that endeared me to her. Right then I wished I believed in some sort of religion, too. One that would explain to me why bad things happened to innocent people. One that explained why bad people got away with murder. One that offered salvation in exchange for adhering to a few simple rules.

But religion and me? We weren't on speaking terms. Which meant all I had to guide me was the seething rage and a bottomless pit of regret. I stood on the lip of that well and looked into the inky blackness.

Dirty Magic
~~Jaye Wells

What the Wenches Are Reading

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Click through to see what we're reading this week, and share what you're reading, in the comments below.