How come I had to find out about Libba Bray's new book Beauty Queens by way of a hand-me-down copy of Entertainment Weekly I got from my sister? If I hadn't needed something to read on the treadmill, I would never have looked at it. What's more, my workout routine, such as it is, is shot to hell, so I could very well have missed finding out about Beauty Queens, and it sounds funny.
I know I've cut back on my blog reading, but still, didn't Bray win the Printz Award just last year? I know awards don't mean a lot to me, but I thought they did to other people. Doesn't she deserve a little buzz for her next effort after that?
Or do we have no collective memory? That may be the case. I've wondered about that.
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