tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301578054809232593Thu, 01 Oct 2026 09:18:55 +0000book reviewya litarcnetgalleyblog tour stop5 starsindian author4.5schic litblog tourfffollow fridaytell me something tuesdayauthor interviewcoming of agegiveawaynew adultnet-galleysunday-postwowednet galleyreviewbook bloggingimmtop ten readswow2minreviewTBR PILE READING CHALLENGEanna and the french kissbest book everblogbook blogbookishnessexcerptfree daygraffiti moonlauren destefanolifelit ficpoetrysummer readin2.520112012201824hrsYa fictionadeleamericaamy joyattachmentsaudio book reviewawwbhattacharyablogaddabook releasebook-to-moviecath crowleychallengecourtney summersdeath cabdesi boydisreputable history of frankie landau bankse-books vs paper bookse. lockhartereadingfall for anythingfave book couplesfavouritesfirst-readsguest posthalflingshappy new yearharbartharpercollinsharry potterheaderheather burchibooksjennifer donnellyjenny downhamjudy balankarankaran purilistlola and the boy next doorlovehate and hubrismakeovermandatory first postmgmusicnabarunpromopuriramblingrandomrawread-alongreading as a hobbyreading challenge 2012reincarnationrevolutionsayersspinstephanie perkinsstephenie perkinsswati kaushaltaylor swifttbrtbr pilethe academiethe scripttranslated workvalentines daywitherOn books!I read, therefore I am.noreply@blogger.com (Pooja. S)Blogger179125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301578054809232593.post-6085133917182774170Sat, 24 Feb 2018 20:02:00 +00002020-05-09T12:45:36.518-07:0020185 starsReview: The Subtle Art of Not Giving A F*ck: A Counterintuitive Approach to Living a Good Life by Mark Manson<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>Publication date: </b>September 13th, 2016</div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><span id="freeText4132211334451263034"><span style="font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: small;">In this generation-defining self-help guide, a superstar blogger cuts through the crap to show us how to stop trying to be "positive" all the time so that we can truly become better, happier people.<br /><br />For decades, we’ve been told that positive thinking is the key to a happy, rich life. "F**k positivity," Mark Manson says. "Let’s be honest, shit is f**ked and we have to live with it." In his wildly popular Internet blog, Mason doesn’t sugarcoat or equivocate. He tells it like it is—a dose of raw, refreshing, honest truth that is sorely lacking today. </span><em><span style="font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: small;">The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F**k</span></em><span style="font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: small;"> is his antidote to the coddling, let’s-all-feel-good mindset that has infected American society and spoiled a generation, rewarding them with gold medals just for showing up.<br /><br />Manson makes the argument, backed both by academic research and well-timed poop jokes, that improving our lives hinges not on our ability to turn lemons into lemonade, but on learning to stomach lemons better. Human beings are flawed and limited—"not everybody can be extraordinary, there are winners and losers in society, and some of it is not fair or your fault." Manson advises us to get to know our limitations and accept them. Once we embrace our fears, faults, and uncertainties, once we stop running and avoiding and start confronting painful truths, we can begin to find the courage, perseverance, honesty, responsibility, curiosity, and forgiveness we seek.<br /><br />There are only so many things we can give a f**k about so we need to figure out which ones really matter, Manson makes clear. While money is nice, caring about what you do with your life is better, because true wealth is about experience. A much-needed grab-you-by-the-shoulders-and-look-you-in-the-eye moment of real-talk, filled with entertaining stories and profane, ruthless humor, </span><em><span style="font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: small;">The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F**k</span></em><span style="font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: small;"> is a refreshing slap for a generation to help them lead contented, grounded lives.</span></span><span style="font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: small;"> </span><a data-text-id="4132211334451263034" href=";
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This book is addictive, no - it is like that kid in school you wanted to be but would not openly associate with. We're talking about the kid who would bluntly echo all of the things you wanted to say, but were too afraid to even think, out loud. Or that teacher you loved to hate, who didn't bother pretending to be on your side ("you're not special, and no, your problems are never going away"); but who actually <i>was </i>on your side, as she grounded you and cut through, rather than worked around your bullshit.</div>
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I'm wary of self-help literature and its contribution to "pop" psychology. This book though, is a wonderful piece of experiential wisdom. It utilizes the inception of solid psychological (drawing inspiration from the seeds of terror management theory) and philosophical gems, and <i>combats </i>more sensationalized, misinterpreted assumptions emblazoned in self-help literature (like self-esteem being the motivator to great performance (not really, not when all it breeds is entitlement), or "positive thinking" being the end-game, rather than <i>working through </i>the negative to emerge at the positive). It was the fire I needed to quit settling, and remember what excited, and energized me; over what I end up doing to "get by". </div>
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Read it, if you are at the crux of some major life decisions, or you are running out of reasons to keep doing what you are doing. <i>The Subtle Art </i>does not pretend to give you any concrete suggestions, but it is that tequila shot you need to relieve you of the debilitating anxiety that near-cripples you, and get you dancing towards a much larger, much more important purpose.</div>
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2018/02/review-subtle-art-of-not-giving-fck.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Pooja. S)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301578054809232593.post-839109003620069881Tue, 14 Feb 2017 18:39:00 +00002017-02-14T10:39:38.271-08:00book blogginglifereading as a hobbyvalentines dayBreaking Out of the Reading Slump<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
When I first started this blog I posted once a week, and then slowly, I got posting every other day. I found other blogs to hop over to, hosted giveaways and started receiving Advanced Review Copies. Blogging became part of my routine, and reading truly felt like breathing.<br />
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"What are you reading?" you could ask me, at any point of the day and during any season of the year. I would have one or two titles at the tip of my tongue. Book boyfriends, quirky protagonists and the fictional plot twists were as much a part of my day as what I was learning at my internship or texts from the guy I was crushing on. As Rainbow Rowell phrased it in <i>Fangirl</i>: "reality was something happening in my [her] peripheral vision."<br />
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Then, one day. I got busy with my master's thesis and GRE preparation. I was pouring over journals and the books on my to-read list remained on my to-read list. I went to a book fair, and bought more than I needed. The books piled on top of each other, but I never read them. Much depended on my final project grade, and giving myself fully to that experience.<br />
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I took a year off after my master's. I bought more books: horror, romance, non-fiction, and literary fiction.They sat pretty in my bookshelf, as I worked two part-time jobs. I crossed paths with people who were anything but cardboard cut-outs. As I navigated through real-life plot twists, I started several books. Sometimes, I'd take them with me to places, but I'd lose my bookmark or forget the crux of the plot.<br />
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Then <i>Harry Potter and the Cursed Child </i>came out, and I was hooked for a couple of hours. It was a rush of nostalgia and adrenaline, even if it was not perfect. I appreciated the fresh perspective Albus gave us of the Slytherin dungeons, and was finally convinced by the rationale for love over power.<br />
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I joined grad school for the second time, this time in California. Choosing <i>five</i> of my favorite books of all time to take with me to a whole other continent drove me crazy. My five most treasured paperbacks sat tall in my new university apartment. My first semester was a blur, with zero non-academic books read by the end of it.<br />
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In November, I subscribed to the Book of the Month club. I started reading <i>The Sun is Also a Star </i>by Nicola Yoon. It had everything I appreciated about a young adult book: well fleshed-out characters, layers, the pulse of a busy city and the intricacies of the universe. I took the book with me everywhere: to train stations, to my study table, to coffee shops and even to Universal Studios, Hollywood. But I did not make it past two pages at a time - as urgent phone calls, fast-diminishing lines to rollercoasters, deadlines and the lurch of a new life often caused me to snap it back shut.<br />
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The few pages I read though, it integrated with my day. When I drank too much coffee, the protagonist Natasha felt vivider in my head. When Natasha argued for science, I thought about it while reading about the subjectivity of many objective research methods.<br />
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<b>Breaking Out of the Slump</b><br />
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Then, last night, I burned through the last forty pages. It all came together and floored me the way a good book hadn't in a long time. I let it seep into my heart, rooting for people and places and contexts outside of me in a way that always cleansed my soul. Reality was back in my peripheral vision, my hypersensitivity to it and anxiety about it fading into the background.<br />
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I felt closure when I hit the end. It was similar to the satisfaction I felt when I got a good grade, the elevation I felt when I saw something selflessly adorable or the peak I got to when I focused. Only this was something I had always had, until somehow, one day I didn't anymore. <br />
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2017/02/breaking-out-of-reading-slump.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Pooja. S)6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301578054809232593.post-3889411206302654136Sun, 13 Dec 2015 14:48:00 +00002015-12-13T06:48:42.424-08:00book reviewindian authorya litReview: When Our Worlds Collide by Aniesha Brahma<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Zayn has a steady girlfriend. And Akriti has a crush on him. <br />
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The biggest adventure of their lives? Or the road to heartbreak? <br />
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'When Our Worlds Collide' is the story of two twenty-three-year olds, Who are finally growing up and finding their feet in the world. <br />
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I remember reading Aniesha Brahma’s debut. It was a colourful and well written novel, though a little rough around the edges. While reading her latest novella <i>When Our Worlds Collide</i>, I couldn't help but notice how far she’d come along as a writer. The dialogue flowed smoothly and the humour was subtle but made me laugh out loud. I read it without stopping for a break, and cried so much towards the end.</div>
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<i>When Our Worlds Collide</i> is the story of Akriti, a twenty something girl managing her mother’s café in Kolkata. She was a wallflower in school and college, preferring not to let her guard down. Her family situation was complicated, and she preferred having no friends to letting people into her life. Fast forward a few years, and she’s still as much of a misfit. The only person she talks to is her co-worker Ayoub. Then she re-connects with Zayn, a boy she once almost spoke to in school through his girlfriend Nimmi, a girl she’d reluctantly been friends with at one point. Their worlds collide, and Akriti finds herself crushing on someone whom she knows is taken.</div>
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The novella is packed with sweet, teary and some surprisingly real moments. It does not take the easy way out; loose ends aren't tied together with a frilly pink ribbon. Akriti’s at a phase of her life a lot of people in their twenties will be able to relate to. She has dreams, but hasn’t yet realised them. She has hope, but is too scared to pin it on anything. She’s too young to be defined by her past, and yet it isn’t something she can neglect. She’s transitioning, and every step she takes in any direction opens up so many possibilities. There’s freedom and then there’s responsibility weighing in on the consequences of every “free-willed” choice.</div>
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The author does a great job exploring these conflicts. She’s not afraid to have things take a raw turn, allowing the protagonist to grow in a more than superficial way. There’s more than enough quirk in it too. Poetry slams play a huge role in the story, but in a different way compared to Colleen Hoover’s <i>Slammed.</i> I could feel myself rooting for this girl, and I found the not-so-clichéd ending satisfying. <i>When Our Worlds Collide </i>is as much a story about personal responsibility as it is a story about a “hopeless” crush. I found that refreshing, as it was something I could relate to. </div>
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2015/12/review-when-our-worlds-collide-by.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Pooja. S)2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301578054809232593.post-643364673768780783Mon, 06 Apr 2015 09:38:00 +00002015-04-06T02:38:38.745-07:00book reviewya litMini Review: Mind Static by Jen Naumann<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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This has got to be the most bizarre book I've ever read. It starts, well, <i>truly </i>starts, the day Keyanna Sanders turns eighteen and everything she wishes comes true. In the beginning, it's mildly amusing and seems coincidental, but soon, it's clear that something has changed. What follows is this completely crazy sequence of events that feels as rapid as the blink of an eye. Seriously, every time I'd get used to something, there would be a twist and <i>bam</i>- completely different turn of events!</div>
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2015/04/mini-review-mind-static-by-jen-naumann.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Pooja. S)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301578054809232593.post-5714629094549306397Wed, 28 Jan 2015 06:47:00 +00002015-01-27T22:55:03.145-08:00book reviewya litReview: Enter the Bluebird by Brendan Halpin<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>Enter the Bluebird </i>tells the story of Julie Rouge, the daughter of meta human Sonia Rouge who is also known as the Red Talon. The Red Talon loses her life fighting street crime in the city of New Edinburgh. Julie is left with a costume for her new avatar: The Bluebird, which kicks off her thirst for justice and revenge. In the process, she confronts the reality of the city she grew up in and the ghosts of her mother's past.</div>
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"Are you kidding me?" Kendra said. "Now I get to spend the rest of the night picking glass slivers off the beds. And then I have to go out to fill a form in triplicate and hope the housing authority fixes the window before winter comes. What happens the next time it rains? What happens if the piece of glass gets in my little brother's eye? Did you think about that?"<br />
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I found Kendra and her little brother refreshing. They made the story all the more gripping, and showed that yes, fighting evil isn't as easy as a well placed punch. In fact, Halpin does not simplify any of the broader issues the world of <i>Enter the Bluebird </i>is filled with. He is unafraid to expose Julie to hurt, heart wrenching grief, people who have more than two dimensions and danger that strikes from more than one direction and never conveniently works in her favour.</div>
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As Julie struggles to pick up the pieces, make sense of her mother's death and gets infatuated with the Mayor's son, The Bluebird carries the weight of the city and<b> </b>falls more than once.<i> Enter The Bluebird </i>is, from start till end, a vividly written YA noir that I couldn't get enough of.<br />
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2015/01/review-enter-bluebird-by-brendan-halpin.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Pooja. S)7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301578054809232593.post-561892515410444434Mon, 19 Jan 2015 06:15:00 +00002015-01-18T22:25:33.847-08:00audio book reviewnew adultAudiobook Review: Ugly Love by Colleen Hoover<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>Publication date: </b>August 5th, 2014</div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">When Tate Collins meets airline pilot Miles Archer, she knows it isn’t love at first sight. They wouldn’t even go so far as to consider themselves friends. The only thing Tate and Miles have in common is an undeniable mutual attraction. Once their desires are out in the open, they realize they have the perfect set-up. He doesn’t want love, she doesn’t have time for love, so that just leaves the sex. Their arrangement could be surprisingly seamless, as long as Tate can stick to the only two rules Miles has for her.</span></div>
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This is a really difficult review to write because I love<i> </i>Colleen Hoover. I love how butterflying transformative her writing is; how it turns even the most tired cliches into something wholesome. And yet nothing<i> </i>could pretty up <i>Ugly Love</i>. </div>
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<i>Ugly Love </i>is your classic New Adult redemption story: girl, Tate Collins, who's new to San Francisco meets boy, airplane pilot Miles Archer when he's drunk, huddled outside her brother's apartment door. Right from their first meeting, it's clear that something about his past haunts him; making him renounce love. When the chapters alternate with Miles' point of view, to "six years earlier" when he meets a girl called Rachel in high school, there are no doubts about the "who", just the "how" and "what". </div>
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Tate and Miles, who's incidentally Tate's brother's best friend, soon embark on a relationship that's plain sex. But between Miles' smoldering gazes, Tate's fervent hope that it turns into something more and all the boundaries that they set only to break, they're not fooling anyone. The alternating perspectives, which shift from present to past, were a welcome relief as I didn't want to spend all of the time on either time period. There's just a lot of build up, characters that are "technically" well developed but don't mesh and poetic prose that falls flat.</div>
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This was also my first audio book ever, and "listening" to it might've only accentuated everything I disliked about the narrative structure. Miles' perspective, especially, was filled trite repetitions in his unconditional devotion towards Rachel. It felt empty, as there's nothing we actually know about Rachel other than Miles' idealized and rosy-eyed-to-the-point-of-corny account; half of which I felt like skipping. Tates' perspective felt more Miles' perspective of Tate because I cannot for the life of me get a picture of who she is, despite living inside her head for a good part of the book. </div>
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The heart of the story is<span style="color: red;"> </span>every bit of the redemption story you're promised: there's confrontation, tragedy and confrontation of tragedy. And yet, as a whole, it felt dissatisfying. </div>
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This isn't going to stop me from reading <i>Maybe Someday</i>, the only Colleen Hoover book I haven't read, but <i>Ugly Love</i> flat out<i> </i>didn't work for me.</div>
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2015/01/audiobook-review-ugly-love-by-colleen.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Pooja. S)6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301578054809232593.post-8307410439348071255Tue, 04 Nov 2014 05:48:00 +00002015-11-10T18:45:03.968-08:00blog tourbook reviewNovel Publicity Blog Tour Stop; Review: Just Girls by Rachel Gold<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>Publisher</b>: Bella Books<br />
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<b>Stars: </b>4/5<br />
<b>Source: </b>Novel Publicity Blog Tour<br />
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I read <i>Just Girls </i>by Rachel Gold a month ago, and the earnestness with which it dealt with issues of identity, gender and sexual orientation instantly sucked me in. <br />
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<i>Just Girls</i> tells us the story of Jess Tucker, who sticks up for a transwoman on campus; she doesn’t know who this woman is, just that it’s someone in the dorm. On encountering a bunch of girls who have already started making ignorant remarks about, speculating about the identity of and judging this girl, Tucker says it’s her (“You have anything to say to my face?”). Being an out-of-the-closet lesbian since high school, she figures she can handle it. <br />
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“I know I don’t understand viscerally what it means to have gender dysphoria or to have people always questioning who you are, but I do know what it’s like to have people be assholes to you just because of who you are. And I just got really pissed and really afraid for this girl and so I said it was me. That way they’ll direct their bullshit at me and I know I can take it.” (p. 39)</blockquote>
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Meanwhile, Ella Ramsey, realizing what had happened and what Tucker did for her, much before they are even acquainted… is shocked and moved.<br />
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What I liked most about <i>Just Girls</i> is that this is by no means where the story begins and ends. Instead, we are introduced to a diverse and wonderfully fleshed out cast of characters. While it would be easy to tag them as “transwoman Ella”, “genderqueer Nico”, “the transphobic Women & Gender Studies Teaching Assistant”, “codependent Lindy”, and so on, there’s much more to them than that. No one is a token member of any community, and their story transcends labels and stereotypes. <br />
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Getting to know Ella, who was born a boy but was on hormone blockers to prevent male characteristics from kicking in during puberty, widened my understanding of what it feels like to be born a gender you do not identify yourself as. It was refreshing how her parents were supportive of the transitioning process and embraced her for who she was. As we get to know Ella as<i> Ella</i> – girly, funny, intelligent and loyal-, the premise of the novel felt stronger and its message truly hit home. <br />
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The issues tackled, whether thinly veiled sexism, transphobia outside and within the LGBTQIA community, where transgenders factor in same sex restrooms, and more, never feel like too much. We are trained to even pay attention to the voices and views of characters whom the others are eager to dismiss as intolerant and prejudicial; as they, too, come from somewhere and it is essential to get to the root of that somewhere.<br />
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Rachel Gold has this amazing ability to integrate feminist theory and debates into the story in a way that feels natural; never feels obscure or out of one’s depth even to beginners. She also does a great job demonstrating that no subculture is free from prejudice, abuse and hatred. At the same time, love, friendship, trust and protection can be garnered from just about anywhere. The foundations of Ella and Tucker’s friendship, and their unconditional acceptance of each other left the deepest impact.<br />
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<i>Just Girls</i> was a funny, thoughtful and honest exploration into what it means to be a girl; exclusive of one’s assigned-at-birth gender and heteronormativity.<br />
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Jess Tucker sticks her neck out for a stranger—the buzz is someone in the dorm is a trans girl. So Tucker says it’s her, even though it’s not, to stop the finger pointing. She was an out lesbian in high school, and she figures she can stare down whatever gets thrown her way in college. It can’t be that bad.<br />
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Ella Ramsey is making new friends at Freytag College, playing with on-campus gamers and enjoying her first