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Nigella Christmas: Food, Family, Friends, Festivities
Our Bodies, Ourselves: Menopause
The Road (Oprah's Book Club)
My dad adores McCarthy. I adore dystopian, post-apocalyptic fiction, and my dad's been leaning on me to read this for some time. I've picked it up several times, but no. Just no.McCarthy reads, to me, like a low-rent Hemingway- only with more self-conscious intent to Say Something Real. The story's affecting, sure, and a person can't be unaffected by it, especially as a parent. But no. McCarthy's too much but not enough for me.
