All the Stuff

So I’m just stopping in today because there’s something I want to tell you—and another something I want to remind you of—even though I’m currently six days away from transporting my life from Virginia to Massachusetts.

At this point I’m only moving to further my plans of making it into the Guinness Book of World Records for Most Moves in a Predetermined Time Span. So far I’ve moved every single year since 2004. The Man and I have lived in 10 different places over that six-year timespan. You should know two things: Moving is not fun.* Also, I’m not on the run from the law.

So the move. It’s happening next week. As you can imagine, things are a tad crazy in the Neithercott household. Which is why my posting might be a bit irregular** until I’m unpacked and Internet is set up in the new place. (YES, I will be forced to be Internet free for a period of several hours. SEVERAL HOURS. If the earth stops spinning, you will know why.)

Before I go colonial on you, we’ll be chatting about The Fault in Our Stars for the YA Book Club. If you’ve read it, join in on Friday for a discussion—either on your blog or here in the comments. If you haven’t read it … what are you waiting for? Grab a box of Kleenex, pop open the book, and then chat with us about all the ways it made you laugh and cry.

Finally, I don’t usually share my nonfiction articles here, but I thought this one was appropriate for the topic. I wrote about baby boomers reading YA for the February/March issue of AARP the magazine. I’d love it if you checked it out.

And that’s about it in the news department. The next time I see you, I’ll have residual tears from TFIOS as we talk about the fact that John Green is genius.

*Case in point: I already have a Moving Sucks label on this blog. 

**But it doesn’t mean I love you any less.