When Maggie was younger, she thought it was fun and adventurous. Her parents are second-generation hippies who uproot her every year or so to move to a new city. Maggie Dempsey is tired of moving all over the country. Plus, I’m not one to trust Stephenie Meyer.ģ. Huh…as much as I love the Beatles/all these Beatles references, I’m not sure if that’s enough to hold up the plot. which is too bad, because there’s this certain boy she can’t help but like.

Penny is suddenly known for her nondating ways. A movement is born: The Lonely Hearts Club (named after the band from Sgt. It’s a personal choice.and, of course, soon everyone wants to know about it. Penny is sick of boys and sick of dating. Love is all you need… or is it? Penny’s about to find out in this wonderful debut. The Lonely Hearts Club (The Lonely Hearts Club, #1), Elizabeth Eulberg Gay/Asexual representation? Count me in!Ģ. In poems that are romantic and poems that are heartbreaking, Vanilla explores all the flavors of the spectrum - and how romance and love aren’t always the same thing. As the two boys start to realize that loving someone doesn’t guarantee they will always be with you, they find out more about their own identities - with Hunter striking out on his own while Van begins to understand his own asexuality. But in high school, conflict arises - mostly because Hunter is much more comfortable with the sex part of sexual identity.

Hunter and Van become boyfriends before they’re even teenagers, and stay a couple even when adolescence intervenes. Time to Decide: keep it or should it goĪ bold, groundbreaking novel about coming out, coming into your own, and coming apart.

Take the first 5 (or 10 if you’re feeling adventurous) books. Without further ado, my fourth recorded TBR-culling… I suppose there’s a lot of dust bunnies that need to be swept out from under the metaphorical bed. I’ll just keep telling myself this is a good use of my time. I’ve neglected my TBR-cleaning duties for the past few weeks, and since I have some time to blog today, I decided to be…somewhat productive.

Kaleidoscope Song by Fox Benwell