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Me, Who Dove into the Heart of the World: A Novel by Sabina Berman

Me, Who Dove into the Heart of the World: A Novel by Sabina Berman

Stewart O'Nan'sEmily, Alone: A Novel [Hardcover]2011 by Stewart O'Nan (Author) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B005GSW6IK/ref=cm_sw_r_pi_dp_l.vnub1CSP0H1

Stewart O'Nan'sEmily, Alone: A Novel [Hardcover]2011 by Stewart O'Nan (Author) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B005GSW6IK/ref=cm_sw_r_pi_dp_l.vnub1CSP0H1

Mia's not your typical hospital patient. Her next door neighbor Zac can hear her fighting with her mom and the nurses through their shared wall and he wishes she'd get over herself. But soon they are trading messages that evolve into a bond neither sees coming.

Mia's not your typical hospital patient. Her next door neighbor Zac can hear her fighting with her mom and the nurses through their shared wall and he wishes she'd get over herself. But soon they are trading messages that evolve into a bond neither sees coming.

Available May 6

Just What Kind Of Mother Are You?

The Brief Wonderous Life of Oscar Wao

The Brief Wonderous Life of Oscar Wao

The Temple of My Familiar

The Temple of My Familiar

Might be interesting

Might be interesting

Blue Plate Special by Kate Christensen (I read a lot of food related memoirs, and this is easily the best.)

Blue Plate Special by Kate Christensen (I read a lot of food related memoirs, and this is easily the best.)

Typography & lettering inspiration | From up North

Typography & lettering inspiration

NPR article on Lynsey Addario. "I had spent years covering war, and I had spent years meeting with women who had been raped as a weapon of war, and so for me it was always in the back of my head. ...  I thought of it in the moment that I was tied up and literally being carried off alone by two men — one man who had my ankles and one man who had the top of my body.

Twice Kidnapped, Photographer Returns To War Zone: 'It's What I Do'

NPR article on Lynsey Addario. "I had spent years covering war, and I had spent years meeting with women who had been raped as a weapon of war, and so for me it was always in the back of my head. ... I thought of it in the moment that I was tied up and literally being carried off alone by two men — one man who had my ankles and one man who had the top of my body.