Waiting on Wednesday – The Witches of New York by Ami McKay

20053031I was recently at the public library when I saw a sign saying that Ami McKay, author of The Birth House and The Virgin Cure (Broken Penguin review!), was going to be at MY PUBLIC LIBRARY! She’s part of an author Q&A series they hold at Toronto Public Libraries (called The eh List).

Wait, there’s more! She will be promoting her new book, The Witches of New York!

Wait, there’s more! For the low, low price of nothing, you can place a hold on the library book. There are only 182 other holds and the book hasn’t even published yet!

I can’t wait for another 182 people to read this first  so I might just pre-order for my Kindle. But then, how do I get that signed?!

I’m so excited or this one because I loved, loved, loved both The Birth House and The Virgin Cure. I got to the last page of both and didn’t want them to end. Here’s a snippet from Witches:

The Witches of New York, a tale of three remarkable young women navigating the glitz and grotesqueries of Gilded-Age New York by any means possible, including witchcraft.

It comes out on Oct. 25, just before Halloween! I think this what witches do when the plot takes a turn that they don’t like:


Growing up with Marina Keegan

dcfafe2f1dfa7866acb801904dc83f5eI picked up The Opposite of Loneliness because I had heard of the author, Marina Keegan. She was a talented young writer that had her life cut short from a tragic car accident. But they rescued her writing and published them in The Opposite of Loneliness.

It took me a little bit of time to get into the first few fictional stories but once I got immersed in her world of being a student at Yale, I was hooked. One of my favourite short stories was The Ingenue. A story about a girl dating a boy who lies. Without giving it all away, it’s really about the little white lies that add up.

And that’s how The Opposite of Loneliness builds — little by little, page by page. I felt like I was growing up with her, like she could have been my university room mate.

This book isn’t good because she died young. It’s so good and that’s why it’s so sad that she died young. It broke my heart every time she wrote about all the opportunities of the future because I know it was cut short for her. (I mean, she didn’t even get to work as a consultant!)

But if it’s the journey that counts, she had a great one regardless.



I wish I knew how to quit you

It’s been more than a year since I blogged on Broken Penguins and yet, I’ve had so many moments that made me think, “That’d make a great post!” And then, there were my friends who were always telling me about a great book they read — and then of course, they’d ask “What are you reading?”

The sad part is, I kind of stopped reading. Which in my world, means reading, like, one book every two months. But in the book blogger world, that might as well be a book per century.

But this blog never really left my thoughts. And while I haven’t been buried in a book, I have been reading The Economist and listening to a lot of podcasts. I guess all the U.S. elections has been more entertaining than fiction.

So maybe I wasn’t quite ready to leave Broken Penguin yet. Maybe I’ll stay this time.

MAYBE they’ll make Paula Hawkin’s The Girl on the Train into a movie! I won’t lie, seeing the trailer for that movie was one of the most compelling, “I MUST BLOG THAT” moments. I actually didn’t love the book as much as I wanted but I am such a big fan of Emily Blunt. Has anyone seen it yet?


Other moments include buying this shirt from Forever21. Yes, I paid for a shirt with holes in it.


But what really got me back here? A few months ago, I moved into a condo that is a 15 minute walk away from a huge public library. Yesterday, I finally got my library card and walked all the floors. And it felt great. And this feels great. And I thought, “I have to blog this”.

I found this treasure of a book from 1932 on the shelves and can’t wait to start it:



Watching The Slap mini-series

A few years ago, I blogged about how Chris Tsiolka’s The Slap wasn’t smut after reading a bunch of Amazon reviews calling it smutty. Well, they made a TV show about it and it’s even better than the book. It feels so good when they get a book right on screen.

I binge watched the Aussie miniseries on Netflix over Easter weekend. It was amazing. The show tones down much of the violence, sex and swearing so it can play on prime time. The characters are still hard to love but thanks to some great casting and scripting, they’re incredibly real.

Watch it, watch it, watch it!