The Saucy Wenches Book Club

In the fall of 2005, through friends at work, I was introduced to the joy that is Gilmore Girls . I was hooked from the start. Rory was my age, though a year behind me in school. Lorelai was the best thing to ever grace my TV screen. I couldn't get enough. I used my brand new DVR to record the reruns every morning on ABCFamily. I watched the new episodes every week and discussed them the next day with my co-workers. Even after the final season, I continued to watch the daily reruns over and over. I've seen all of these episodes so many times, my husband knows them by heart too. And, then, miracle of miracles, a Netflix revival was announced! The heavens rejoiced! Well, maybe not quite, but I rejoiced for sure. The revival was released a little over a month ago and it was A. MAZ. ING! That is why I'm here today, on this Fangirl Friday, to gush about Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life . Spoilers abound, so be wary and keep reading after the break!

This is our world now--one that doesn't know its own rules. And when you've got a world that doesn't know its own rules, everything dark and nasty that was once held in check comes slithering out of the cracks to try to take a shot at whatever it wants. Iced ~~Karen Marie Moning

“What we achieve at our best moment doesn’t say much about who we are. It all boils down to what we become at our worst moment.”  Feverborn by Karen Marie Moning

The Holidays are a busy season, but some of us have managed to get some reading in. But more importantly, the Wenches wish all of our readers have a fantastic new year!  H ave a Happy New Year!  Click through to read more.

“Someday, Locke Lamora,” he said, “someday, you’re going to fuck up so magnificently, so ambitiously, so overwhelmingly that the sky will light up and the moons will spin and the gods themselves will shit comets with glee. And I just hope I’m still around to see it.”  “Oh please,” said Locke. “It’ll never happen.”

Throughout the caretaker experience, your loved one's presence is intense and exquisitely poignant and painful, then all the sudden they're gone and you discover their absence is even more intense and exquisitely poignant and painful. You don't know how to walk or breathe when they're no longer there. And how could you? Your world revolved around them. Burned ~~Karen Marie Moning