Don’t Fear the Reaper by Deb Jennifer

It’s 1985.  My grandmother buys me a white Camaro with red interior.   The car is hot.  It has a red front vanity plate with my name in curly white script.  I smoke Carlton cigarettes and each pack comes with a plastic rose attached to a loop of elastic.  These hang from my review mirror.  I’m going way too fast through suburban streets, rocking out to Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd and…

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Karma Car by Deb Anna

I was thrilled when, at the age of 16, I was given a white Volvo sedan, one of my dad’s company cars, to drive — thrilled mostly because my other option was an ages-old Hyundai, a sort of puke-colored thing that always reminded me of a Flinstones-type of car with two running feet in lieu of an engine. The Volvo was reliable, a cool color, and, people often reminded me,…

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Book Review – Oh My Stars

Oh My Stars by Lorna Landvik Reviewed by Kristy Kiernan  Disclaimer: I’ve met Ms. Landvik, and she’s been kind enough to say she would read CATCHING GENIUS. She is funny, and pretty, and sweet, and I swear I’m not just sucking up. Oh My Starsis a surprise. Always, in every chapter, this book is not what I thought it would be. (What did I think it would be? I thought…

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Travel Ham by Debutante Eileen

Travelers fall into two different categories: a) Planners b) Anti-planners My Dad is a planner.  Family vacations were undertaken with the same level of care as the Allied Invasion, although it’s an unfair comparison as General Patton had far more support staff. My Dad was stuck with my mom and me. During family vacations we woke with the sun, there was a lot to see. If my mom or I complained my…

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What I Did On My Summer Vacation by Debutante Mia

Now I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’ve been doing pretty well these past couple of decades without Disneyland. This is not meant as a criticism in ANY way to those who you who frequent the 160+ acre playground/fantasyland/shopping mall, but I’m just saying that planning a trip to said place takes, well, a lot of work, even if your in-laws are picking up the tab. It…

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