Books: girl gang and Nigeria.

One of my many problems is that when I go to the library and I find something to read, I go back home and I can't finish the book I was reading. I have to read what I brought home with me, I have a deadline! So, sometimes, some books are unlucky beacause I go the library not just one time, but many times in a row. This happened to Foxfire: Confessions of a Girl Gang by Joyce Carol Oates. I started this book, I don't know, months ago and I was able to finish it just last week. I was feeling so guilty, I wanted to read that book, I love Joyce Carol Oates, she is a terrific writer, so prolicif (sometimes I think I will never finish her bibliography). I liked this book and I think it is one of her more accessible; I love her stories and her writing, but sometimes she is very tough and this is one of the reason I can't read all of her books one after another. americanah I don't know why, but in the last couple of weeks I found myself reading books by Nigerians writers. This time was Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. I didn't read Half of a yellow sun and now I know I have to. My cousin, my book's pusher, told me about this book and one day I found it in my hands and I will have to say thanks to her for many years for that. Lately I've been reading some goods books, but nothing that great. I really missed falling in love so much with a story and its characters. Of course, when I finished it, I was really sad, I didn't want to say goodbye to all of them. So this is it for me: I don't want to go away from a story, therefore the book and the author have made their job.

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