“Some people think I made JerkAlert as part of a malicious, premeditated scheme to humiliate men at large. But in truth, it was just a gut reaction to the futility of the status quo. I’d had a few really bad days, featuring a few really bad dudes. So I did what any disgruntled coder would do: I created an anonymous website where women could rate their dating experiences with the guys they met on Fluttr. Kind of like Yelp, but instead of reviewing restaurants or nail salons, you reviewed your dates.”
“Leaving does not stop the violence, and it doesn’t guarantee freedom. Why doesn’t she just leave? gets asked in living rooms and courtrooms across the country, when a better question would be, Why doesn’t he let her go? It took me a while, but I’ve finally figured out the answer. You’d sooner kill me than let me go.”
“I can see the dark things. They’re trying to hide, but I can spot them, hunched behind corners, pressed against walls. Shadows where there is no one to cast shadows. Nobody’s shadow would look like that anyway. Warped. Bony. Bent almost like branches. They are waiting. I can feel them. And they can feel me pushing back.”
“Magic was a mask Finn had slipped over her head so many times, she’d almost forgotten what her own face looked like. But that was just how she liked it.”
This weekend I had the opportunity to attend the Harper Collins Canada Frenzy Spring Preview in Toronto! What does that mean? Frenzy, HCC’s YA group, showcased their spring lineup of amazing books!
It has been pretty cold here in southwestern Ontario. And by pretty cold, I mean -25 Celsius at night. These freezing temperatures, paired with the piles of snow we’ve been getting, made me want to curl up under a blanket and never return. It seemed fitting, then, that I recently received a copy of The Hunting Party by Lucy Foley, because this book is perfect for reading on a cold, winter night.
In 2014 I was studying international development and project management at Humber College. In April of that year, 276 females were kidnapped from a school in Nigeria. You might remember it being referred to as the Chibok schoolgirls kidnapping (Chibok was the town they were living and attending school in). I still remember this event, as everyone in my program was talking about it.