More heads turned as I was devouring it.
It was beginning to dawn on me that all of this literature I was devouring was published by Grove.
It seemed that only moments before, I was devouring Walter Farley's books and writing love letters to a horse (I will have you..
E-mail address GO SIGN UP Share Tweet When I wasn't spying, I was devouring Jenny Offill's exquisite, slim novel in aphoristic phrases, "Dept. of Speculation," comforted by the idea that if the plane went down, my last glimpse of this world would be of a pleasing sentence.
When I wasn't spying, I was devouring Jenny Offill's exquisite, slim novel in aphoristic phrases, "Dept. of Speculation," comforted by the idea that if the plane went down, my last glimpse of this world would be of a pleasing sentence.
Her youthful reading would have an impact on her later writing career, as she noted: "I used to devour the Magnet and the Schoolgirl avidly in the 1930s … at the same time as I was devouring the works of Jane Austen, Charlotte Brontë and Anna Sewell.
If one were to ask me what drew me in the most about We Were Liars it would have to be the fact that I, myself, wanted to know the answer to the question – for while I was devouring the book, there was this need to know; the need to know what was happening, what had happened and how everything fit in on an island that could be called a separate world.
Soon I was devouring blogs documenting fertility problems and solutions involving major depression, chemistry kits and long needles.
I believed from the age of fifteen that journalism was my vocation but, at the same time, I was devouring poetry.
