Monday, September 21, 2026

In Defense of Dabbling (adult nonfiction)

   A few years ago I was running a table at the Student Wellness Fair on campus. I had a lot of amusing pictures and was inviting students to create memes by writing captions. Much to my surprise, they were backing off, saying "I can't do that!" They weren't smart enough, clever enough... They seemed to fear being judged on something nobody else would even see.
     It's a trend I've been seeing with alarming frequency for awhile now and not just among college students. Trying something new that might be fun suddenly seems like risky business--not worth bothering unless you can be perfect on the first try or monetize it on social media. When people adopt this mindset they miss out on so much!
     With me if something sounds like fun (and doesn't incur the risk of physical injury or death, legal liability, or a felony record) it's game on. Whether it's accepting an invitation to appear in my first drag show at 63, being the audience member at a Renaissance Festival to try belly dancing on stage while hugely great with child, starting this book review blog 15 years ago, or applying to graduate school at 65, decades after graduating college, it was heck yeah!!! And I gained so much from those experiences!
     So you can imagine how excited I was when I discovered Karen Walrond's In Defense of Dabbling: The Brilliance of Being A Total Amateur. Walrond had similar concerns about the insistent demands for constant productivity, professionalism, and perfectionism of the world we live in. So she embarked on a bold experiment: exploring potential interests, not for mastery or commodification, but for joy. Her candid discussion of these ventures makes for some pretty good reading. 
     And there's also a lot of research based wisdom in this slim volume. Walrond spells out all the ways that trying new things with an open heart and mind is good for you. 
     Don't know what to try? In the back there's a very diverse seven page list of possibilities. There's something there for just there for just about everyone. I'm sure you can find something affordable, accessible, and joy inducing. 
     Happy dabbling!!!
On a purrrsonal note, after the stroke in the fall of '23 I became very much a dabbler. My occupational therapy exercises were dull as fuck. I mean chaining safety pins, stacking quarters... I wanted something fun and creative. If these were what adult stuff was, which they kept telling me, I wanted something childish. Amber understood. She got me kids Christmas ornament kits which were more challenging than the adult stuff and actually fun. And being able to hang them on the Christmas tree gave me a real sense of accomplishment that stacking coins to infinity and beyond couldn't. I became addicted to children's crafts kits which I can get at yard sales and thrift shops. I also took advantage of crafting events at UMaine. I made a really beautiful key chain with tiny charms that I am inordinately proud of. Labor Day weekend Eugene bought me a Squishmallow blanket kit that required tying 450 knots. It took me a week. I have a soft, warm lap quilt size blanket that will be purrrfect for cold weather reading. This morning before I head to Brewer for a birthday tattoo (a purrrfect way to celebrate) I'm going to fake stained glass (paint) 2 bottles. And my prizes from the Orono Public Library summer reading challenge include what I need to try water colors. Viva dabbling!!!
A great big shout goes out to all who dare to dabble in today's world. 
Jules Hathaway 
     



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Sunday, September 20, 2026

Visiting Katie

Katie and me. I'm very proud of my younger daughter who is not only a successful professional, but a genuinely nice person. 



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Precious Archie 


Totally sweet cat who is Katie and Jacob's beloved feline companion?
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Eugene and me 



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Katie and Jacob



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Adam and Katie 



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Saturday, September 19, 2026

Valley of the Moms (adult dystopia)

    Mean girls meets the Trump administration playbook in Hannah Selinger's Valley of the Moms. The combination of petty vindictiveness and unstoppable abuse of power to perpetrate privilege makes for a delightfully suspenseful read.
     At first glance Hamilton, Massachusetts seems bourgeoisie utopian with its beautiful homes and Lululemon clad moms shepherding carefully cultivated children between elite activities while  dads commute to power jobs. But behind all this lie sinister machinations. 
     Newcomer Anna gets a decidedly uneasy vibe when she tries to sign up her second grade daughter for her school's Ziti with Your Sweetie dance. After a long time refreshing her computer she reads that it has been SOLD OUT. Checking out the PTO's Facebook page, she learns about a ticket pre release the day before to parents who had paid extra for premium PTO memberships. She knows what her husband would say. 
     "Anna could hear Denny in her ear. Don't respond. Don't get into it. Let those idiots have their premium PTO membership and just LEAVE IT ALONE."
     But Anna knows it's more than just a school dance. It seriously harms the kids whose parents can't afford premium memberships . "She thought back on the kids who had been left out of things when she was small herself, the ones she knew were from poorer families, who wore secondhand clothes, who lived in houses down along Washington Street. Their parents rented, didn't own, and you weren't supposed to talk about it, because you weren't supposed to talk about money. But those same kids had grown up with less opportunity, and it was always apparent, from the time they were seven to the time they turned seventeen."
     Thoughts of those kids spur Anna to action. She's going to infiltrate the PTO and turn it egalitarian. Unfortunately the members are dead set against that kind of change. Especially the leaders. Especially PTO president Mimi Mar and her two best minions. You can probably picture the teenage mean girls striding down the school halls intimidating all they encounter. Now picture them decades older just as mean but more powerful. Anna has stirred up a real hornets nest. 
     How far will they go to maintain the status quo?
     The story is told in two strands. One, narrated by Anna, tells about her David v. Goliath struggle for the kids. The other, narrated by Denny, tells of his attempts to find out who killed her and dumped her body in a river the next year as he tries to adjust to life as a single parent. 
     Truly Valley of the Moms is a cautionary tale for our times.
On a purrrsonal note, Tuesday I had Children's Garden and Community Garden. Wednesday I shopped at Orono Thrift Shop and participated in the vigil. Thursday was the first meeting of the clothes mending club my friend, Emma, is starting through Black Bear Exchange. We drew a small but very excited and engaged group. I'm sure it will grow. I was sewing decorative patches on a denim jacket. I'd pinned them on last spring and let the jacket languish in my cat shirts closet. It was wonderful to have a space and time to work on it and congenial company to keep me from getting bored. I can hardly wait for our next meeting. I have some actual mending. 
A great big shout out goes out to Emma for having the tenacity to carry her great idea into reality and all who are now sharing her vision. 
Jules Hathaway 



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Friday, September 18, 2026

Visiting Katie

Katie choosing antique postcards. She found some really good ones. 



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The antiques store we visited. I almost got lost in the place several times it was so much like a labyrinth. 



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The Portland diner where we all had breakfast. It was so cool!



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My completed Squishmallow blanket

It took 450 knots which was time well spent. Now I have a beautiful cozy blanket just the right size for night time reading. 



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My Orono Public Library summer reading challenge reading prize

Isn't it awesome? It's garden themed. 



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Thursday, September 17, 2026

Holly Horror (chiller)

     I remember Holly Hobbie merch being unfortunately ubiquitous when my kids were little. I never found it endearing--rather saccherine at best, slightly creepy at worst. So when I heard of a YA chiller that was Holly Hobbie inspired I sent right off for it by inter library loan. 
     When the book arrived at Orono Public Library and I was able to examine it I thought immediately of my author daughter Amber. Most definitely not the cover picture. Amber is much more beautiful. It was the mood created by that visual and the gist of the first page. It had all that would entice Amber to read or listen to a novel: a long abandoned house a family moves into, dark rumors still making the rounds among and believed by the townsfolk, mysterious, ominous signs, a malevolent unseen being. It belongs on her TBR list. 
     If you're a real chiller affecianado it belongs on yours too.
     Hobbie House in rural Massachusetts is where teenage Holly Hobbie vanished without a trace four decades ago. It's been vacant nearly that long. It's certainly not a place Evie Hobbie ever expected to call home. But after her parents divorced and her mother realized she couldn't earn enough to stay in New York with her children (Evie and her little brother, Ben) the family property became their only option. 
     Evie's reaction to the drama is to keep a low profile. All that mess happened decades ago. Surely people have moved on...
     ...except they haven't. In her new high school and the town itself the house being occupied is big news. (And it doesn't help that Evie attracts the attention of a very mean girl's ex boyfriend.)
"Playmate, come out and play with me 
And bring your dollies three. 
Climb up my apple tree. 
Look down my rain barrel.
Slide down my cellar door. 
And we'll be jolly friends evermore."
     And the house shows signs that the past might be leaking into the present. In the attic there's a doll that  sings a bizarre children's song. There are weird songs at night. Holly's diary appears in Evie's bedroom. Sludge comes out of a faucet. Evie begins having nightmares. And her psychic aunt won't set foot in the building. 
     Is it possible that Holly has never left the house? Or could a more malevolent entity have taken up residence?
     Fans of Goosebumps and Fear Street (like Amber and me) will find Holly Horror to be an eminently Stine worthy page turner. 
On a purrrsonal note, Monday I had quite the adventure. My tattoo artist had moved his place of business from Orono to Brewer. Earlier this summer I got Bailey to drive me there. But I knew I'd eventually have to take the Brewer North bus 🚌 for the first time. My spatial location ability has greatly improved since the stroke but is still far from state of the art. So it took a very motivating location to offset my fear of getting totally lost. (It didn't help that just before I boarded the bus I realized that I'd left my phone at home meaning I could get lost in an unfamiliar city with no way of calling for help.) Much to my surprise I used the map successfully to get off at the right place and catch the bus going back. Rob did an excellent job coloring in three of my older tattoos. I'm already getting lots of compliments. Those cats look gorgeous!!! (I promise pictures.)
My navigational success means I can keep getting my tattoos. I have an appointment the 21st to get a very special birthday tattoo. If turning 75 doesn't warrant a tattoo I can't imagine what would. It also inspires me to make more navigational progress. I can find out how to get to the Brewer Goodwill and Public Library. I can explore the Hampden line to check out their library. And I can venture beyond the greater Bangor area. Portland and Boston are just down interstate 95 on the Trailways Bus Line. Both have public transportation. And I have an invitation to visit Catherine in New York. This week, Brewer; someday, Ghana!!!
A great big shout out goes out to Rob Lucchesi, proprietor of Black Cats Tattoo. He's an artist par excellence and a really nice human being. I especially recommend him to people who are desirous of skin art but understandably nervous. Like me last year.
Jules Hathaway 


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Wednesday, September 16, 2026

Orono Festival Day

Face painting brought my inner feline out. I thought it was a very good look. People agreed. 



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Orono Festival Day

Me tabling for Black Bear Mutual Aid Fund. 



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Orono Festival Day

The weather was purrrfect so and people were excited. 



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Orono Festival Day

The crafts fair was very popular. 



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Orono Festival Day

Local author Robert Klose selling his books 



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Tuesday, September 15, 2026

It's Not About The Burqa (adult nonfiction)

     "When was the last time you heard a Muslim woman speak for herself without a filter? Or outside the white gaze? On her own terms? Or outside the narrative built around us by the media and governments? If Muslim women are to progress in society, if they are to be treated with respect, then it's important that we challenge the narrative built around us."
     Miriam Khan, editor of It's Not About The Burqa, did more than recommend that Muslim women create their narrative. She gave them a space in which to do so. The book brings together Muslim women's voices. It doesn't represent the experiences of all Muslim women or claim to cover every issue faced by Muslim women. The contributors and the subjects are indeed diverse. 
*In Too Loud, Swears Too Much, and Goes Too Far columnist, international public speaker and activist, Mona Eltahawy, describes how Muslim women are caught between the proverbial rock and a hard place. On one hand are the racist Islamaphobes who attack Muslim men for subjugating women. On the other are the Islamic men who silence Muslim women to control the narrative. Both ignore Muslim women. Not surprisingly, Eltahowy, who considers the title of her essay a compliment, urges revolution. 
*In There's No Such Thing As A Depressed Muslim researcher and mental health advocate, Jamilla Hekmoun, discusses the stigma that prevents many Muslims from acknowledging mental illness symptoms and seeking help and the enormous toll this takes. 
*In Life Was Easier Before I Was Woke  mechanical engineer, Yassmin Midhat Abdel-Magied, discusses the illusion shattering experience of working in the "hyper-masculine" working environment of an off shore oil rig.
    This is not a book to rush through or tackle when you're preoccupied with something else, especially if you (like me) are not a Muslim. It is best read with an attitude of curiosity, openness, and contemplation. If you open it with this mindset It's Not About the Burqa is a rich and rewarding, very worthwhile read.
On a purrrsonal note, I had a purrrfect day Sunday. Eugene and I drove to Cape Elizabeth to visit Katie, Jacob, Adam, and Archie (Katie and Jacob's super loveable, handsome cat 🐈 😻). It had been a year since we'd been there. The kids went all out to make sure we had a good time. We went out for breakfast and lunch. We went shopping. I found some really good bargains at the South Portland Goodwill. We drove to a really big antiques mall. We hung out and talked. Everyone admired the Squishmallow blanket I'd just finished. It was so special spending time together. Eugene bought supper on the way home. 
A great big shout out goes out to my amazing family. 
Jules Hathaway 




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Monday, September 14, 2026

More progress

I've completed the rows and am connecting the first two. 



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Favorite flower this summer

The delicate purple and yellow Johnny jump ups 



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A sunset in the neighborhood





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Goodwill finds

Isn't this counted cross stitch kit the cat's pajamas? I plan to make one each for my reading buddies Amber, Katie  and Adam and the other three for myself. 



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Goodwill finds

Squishmallows (of course) including 2 of the tiny ones that are so hard to find. 



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Sunday, September 13, 2026

The Story Of My Anger (YA novel in verse)

     Whether you're 14 or 74 or anywhere between or beyond and are alarmed and angered by the most recent wave of book banning that is sweeping America--targeting diversity, inclusion, and truth telling under the guise of protecting the children--you're going to love Jasminne Mendez's The Story Of My Anger and find yourself cheering for its valient protagonist. 
"Everything's bigger 
in Texas,
except the straight white Texan's ability 
to imagine a world where they are not 
the center of the universe 
which is why, I think, they keep making laws 
and keep changing the rules 
to keep the rest of us 'in our place'
to keep the rest of us 
small."
     Yulieta is a diligent, rule obeying girl. She's the only daughter of a single parent who has struggled with lupus for much of her life. It's a relentless autoimmune disease that gets better and worse. 
"But the worst thing for Mami's health 
is stress. So I do my best
to be the easy river she needs me to be
so the fire inside her stays quiet and calm 
and she stays healthy and out of the hospital."
      But there are two aspects of her school life that will make this commitment to not rocking the boat impossible. 
      There is the racism of her school's theater director who never casts actors of color in anything but bit parts. Yulieta is a talented and dedicated actress with Broadway aspirations. Despite a really good audition the part she tried for has been given to a white girl. 
"It's not my skin that's 
a problem, it's their lack of 
imagination."
     And then there's what happens with her favorite teacher, Mr. G., whose curriculum is considered too controversial and his readings too radical. He has to surrender his books to the school board for review and basically teach without them. 
"When Mr. G. says the school board 
wants to 'review his library,'

What he means is they want to
'Ban his books.'

When Mr. G. Says that the books
'contain controversial content,'

What he means is 'topics that make 
white conservatives uncomfortable.'"
     Yulieta has a brother in college who is an activist and film maker. He urges her to use her formidable talents to fight back. 
     What about her mom? Perhaps she could be more of an ally than Yulieta imagines.
     The Story Of My Anger belongs in all school and public libraries. Students who are already angry about the current situation will find it empowering. Students who haven't yet grasped what is going on will find it quite an eye opener. 
On a purrrsonal note, I am in the middle of an exciting weekend. Yesterday was Orono Festival Day. After Eugene and I went to Governors for breakfast I headed to Orono. In the morning Taylor and I were tabling for Black Bear Mutual Aid Fund. We took turns touring the crafts fair and the Friends of the Orono Public Library book sale. I bought 2 beautiful books at the crafts fair. You'd better believe I got me some books from Friends. I had a few free hours which I put to good use finishing the Squishmallow blanket I've been working on. Then there was a special potluck put on by Orono Thrift Store and Black Bear Mutual Aid Fund. People paid what they could afford. The food was delicious, especially Taylor's lasagna. People got to take home their bowls. I'd picked a really cute flowered one. It was a day of friendship and fun with purrrfect weather. I had a painted cat face. Today I am up at an ungodly hour to post this before Eugene and I go to Cape Elizabeth to celebrate my birthday 🎂 🥳 🎉 🎈 🎁 🎊 early with Katie, Jacob, Archie (their creamsicle cat), and Adam. It will surely be a day to remember!!!
A great big shout out goes out to all who participated in Orono Festival Day!!!
Jules Hathaway 


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Saturday, September 12, 2026

My Squishmallow blanket

As you can see, I'm making good progress. I've put all five rows together and am now joining them.



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Thrift shop find

And some cool art supplies. I'm about to head off to Orono Festival Day which should be amazing. I hope you have something fun planned for the weekend!



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Thrift shop find

A set of indoor snowballs 



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Thrift store finds

I also scored a denim jacket, jeans, and a Hello Kitty sweater. 



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Thrift Shop find

These burgundy velvet high tops were my BEST find at the Orono Thrift Shop Wednesday. I wore them on campus Friday and got so many compliments!!!



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Friday, September 11, 2026

Evie And Her Nightmares (YA fiction)

     "After a hesitation that lasts too long, my scripts kick in and I remember I'm supposed to offer comfort to this grown man who I only know as a parental figure. There aren't many things that make funerals worse than they already are, but autism must be one of them. My scripts for this are rotten, picked up from movies and TV."
     Evie and best (and only) friend, Alissa, were practically inseparable, sharing all interests and activities except the role playing video game Children of Hypnos which Evie just couldn't get into. But Alissa has committed suicide. Evie is bereft, so uncomfortable at the funeral she flees before the service starts. 
     Alissa's mother had given Evie a package they had found on Alissa's desk with her name on it--probably a birthday present. "My birthday is next week. Now I get to celebrate each year by remembering my dead best friend." It's Alissa's treasured personal copies of the four Children of Hypnos books. Evie decides to give it another try. This time she creates a character and discovers that she really likes the online game. "I understand why Alissa loved this game so much that she wrote guides for it. The momentum is addictive, the repetition easy to fall into and so comforting."
     Addictive is certainly accurate. Pretty soon she's focusing on the competition, staying online as much as possible. Her grades are tanking. She's cutting track practices. She talks back to a teacher and gets a week's suspension for assaulting a classmate. 
     In Eliza And Her Nightmares Francesca Zappia gives readers a sensitive and insightful portrayal of a neurodivergent girl struggling to cope with one of the worst things a teen can experience in a world that for the most part doesn't understand her. It's a thought provoking read for neurotypical teens and adults. 
On a purrrsonal note, Tuesday I started my Squishmallow blanket. There are five rows of five squares. I got three rows put together. I was on campus. It's a kid's craft kit. But people are really impressed. They think it's gorgeous and can't wait to see it finished. Wednesday the vigil went well and I made some finds at the Orono Thrift Shop. My best was burgundy high tops with burgundy and silver laces. Just as I got home I found out that I won a prize in the Orono Public Library summer reading challenge. I got on the next bus back. It was an awesome prize. Today I made a Goodwill/Hannaford run. I actually found 2 of the tiny Squishmallows I'm obsessed with and a really beautiful counted cross stitch kit.
A great big shout out goes out to our Orono vigil crew and the fine folks who do Saturday vigils in Machias. 
Jules Hathaway 



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Thursday, September 10, 2026

Brownies

I baked them to surprise Eugene when he gets home from work. 



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Yard sale find

I had to wait 3 days to find out. First we were at camp. And back home I didn't have the table space to lay it out. I went on campus Tuesday and found that it has all the pieces for the blanket. I have 3 of 5 rows pieced together. I draped one over precious Tobago. I'll get to work on it some more Friday. 



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A real find

I spotted this Squishmallow crafts kit at a yard sale Saturday and had to have it. Eugene paid $5 for it. My only concern--did it have all the pieces?



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Sunrise where I live





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Wednesday, September 9, 2026

My Brother Oliver (juvenile fiction in verse)

     R. L. Toalson's My Brother Oliver literally took my breath away. These days there are quite fortunately more books featuring narrators with disabilities and challenges including mental health ones. But still there are precious few narrated by the "normal" siblings of these kids, often simultaneously invisible in their own homes and expected to never cause trouble or need help. Reading it felt like going to a concert and hearing a band playing your life in a song.
"Mom dropped me off 
like she always does. 
But one thing was different:

Oliver wasn't 
sitting in the 
front seat. 

My eyes drift toward the spot
where he and his friends gather
every morning before school. 

Do they feel the 
Sickening emptiness
of his absence too?

     Being the younger brother isn't easy for Brooks, Toalson's narrator, who basically lives in Oliver's shadow. Oliver is gifted in areas like science and math. But when it comes to interactions and relationships he struggles. His peers, perceiving his area of vulnerability, are very cruel. He frequently explodes. Nobody can predict when something will set him off. Brooks feels that living at home is like constantly walking on eggshells. 
     But now the house is quiet. Oliver has been hospitalized. Oliver had written a note expressing a list of reasons he should die.
"1. No one loves me.
2. No one even likes me.
3. I'm stupid. 
4. I scare people. 
5. I hurt people. 
6. I make Mom and Dad cry.
The list went on, 
all the way to twelve."
And there's a very disturbing picture. 
     Brooks had shown the note to the principal who had called the boys' parents who had taken Oliver to the hospital for observation. They're treating Brooks like a hero--saying he saved Oliver's life.
     But Brooks isn't sure. Maybe he was tired of walking on eggshells and wanted a little peace and quiet. Maybe he wanted a chance to shine without being constantly overshadowed...
     ...Maybe something he said was the reason Oliver wrote the note.
     Brooks expresses his evolving thoughts candidly, vulnerably, and highly relatably. In prose that is both near lyrical and down-to-earth he takes readers on a journey of discovery. 
     It will be especially valued by children who are the "normal" ones in their families. 
On a purrrsonal note, my younger sister, Harriet, almost died from spinal meningitis when I was eleven. I became completely overshadowed and simultaneously expected to adult overnight. When I was fourteen, just before starting high school I lost everything--my friends, my community, my beloved pets--when we moved for Harriet. I was given a lot of responsibility for her. In fact I had to do my last year of high school remotely by correspondence school--no peers, clubs, activities, real graduation--to fulfill my responsibilities. And my mother had told me that when she died I would be Harriet's guardian. I had to set boundaries to create a life that wasn't Harriet centered--a chance to have the full college experience, be courted, marry, raise a family, and go on to grad school. To live my best free spirit, creative, extrovert life. 
A great big shout out goes out to Toalson for her eye opening narrative. 
Jules Hathaway 




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Tuesday, September 8, 2026

Wellness Essentials

And here I am in one of my favorite cat shirts that says what I'm about.



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Wellness essentials

As were this group of friends. 



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Wellness essentials event

This student was very pleased with the items to choose from. 



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Wellness essentials kits

SWell has a new GA also. I met her when I served as paparazzi for their making wellness essentials kits event. She seems very excited about the school year. I'm sure she'll have lots of good ideas.



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Monday, September 7, 2026

Kill The Lax Bro (YA chiller)

"It's the kind of place that always smells the same. No matter how long we're gone, and no matter how hard we've tried to stay away. Daffodils, cheap booze, gasoline. Reasons to live. Reasons to die. Metaphors, and monotony
...It's not much, if it's even anything at all. 
     But hey, as the poets say--It's high school."
     So far most of the dark academia we've been looking at has been set in posh, pricey, exclusive private schools. But in her Kill The Lax Bro Charlotte Lillie Balogh shows us that deadly intrigue and deceit can most definitely also lurk within the more plain, democratic, and underfunded public schools.
     Oh, yeah, we're back in the 90s. And, just in case you didn't know, lax is lacrosse. 
     It's the night before graduation. All Hancock High students, teachers, and some parent chaperones are locked in the school for the night. "It's part dance, part fundraiser, part theater, and every lock-in begins with the drama club staging a car accident involving real cars and fake blood. Just to really send the message home."
     For one graduating senior it's the last event he'll ever attend alive. Lacrosse star Troy Richards is found hanging from a classroom ceiling fan.
     Although quite popular in a school where Lacrosse is the dominant sport, Troy does have his haters. Andrew was his best friend until Troy got him kicked off the team. Troy had shredded Sassi's hope of getting into her dream school, the only college she'd applied to. They only take one Hancock High student a year. He'd been signed early because lacrosse. When Naomi had reported Troy for cheating off her on an exam he got off while she was penalized for supposedly making a false accusation. Tatum and Jennifer have their own reasons. 
     And the academic year leading up to the lock-in they'd been working to bring Troy down.  But would they go as far as murder?
     Here's where you come in. The text segues neatly between before and after chapters clearly depicting the characters and their complex relationships. Motives and opportunities. Was it the group, an individual member, or someone else entirely? Can you figure it out before the epilogue?
On a purrrsonal note, I hope you're having a great Labor Day Weekend. I most certainly am. Saturday Eugene and I went to camp to spend the night 🌙, stopping at yard sales on the way. What was special was that his long time BFF, Richard Brown, and his lovely wife, Karen, were at their camp across the road. We spent most of our time with them. They taught us a new game: UNO Switch. (If you haven't tried it, do!) We decided to come home Sunday because Eugene has a lot to do. As do I. My plan for today involves hanging the laundry outside if the weather cooperates. 
A great big shout out goes out to our long time friends: Richard and Karen Brown and their grown up sons.
Jules Hathaway 
     




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Sunday, September 6, 2026

First Friday Bagels

Everyone loves this always in good taste Commuter Lounge tradition!



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First Friday Bagels

Brittany lends an expert hand when the rush hits.



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First Friday Bagels 🥯


The new GA for the Commuter Lounge showing her awesome abilities in running her first First Friday Bagels 🥯. 


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Another picture

Because the puppy is so precious. 



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First Friday bagels

Look who showed up. This campus police officer is training this totally adorable puppy to be an emotional support animal for students in crisis. 



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Saturday, September 5, 2026

A Round Up of Picture Books

     Sometimes being the sole content creator for a book review blog that covers books from picture to adult and both fiction and nonfiction (with sometimes a graphic novel thrown in) can seem like Whack A Mole. It feels like there's always some genre being neglected. With me it tends to be picture books. So, with a long weekend on the horizon, here's a round up of some treasures for younger readers and listeners. 

     Canine loving kids will adore Aria Mia Loberti's I Am Ingrid: The Adventures of the World's Greatest Dog. Okay, the author may be a bit biased. After all that's her service dog 🐕‍🦺 she's writing about. 
     Readers meet Ingrid as a puppy. They follow her intensive training with a family. There are so many skills she must learn a,and temptations she must resist! She even has to know when to disobey an order.
     Finally Ingrid meets her person, Aria, and they are trained to work together. 
     Service dogs these days enable people with a wide range of disabilities to live independently. Who knows? Maybe reading I Am Ingrid will inspire some kids to help to train them.

     Cat loving youngsters will adore Natalia Shaloshvili's What A Small Cat Needs. It's picture purrrfect for anything from library story times to home bedtime 🌙 read alouds.
     The blue eyed cat with her textured fur and wistful expression is totally irresistible. The text is simple but the lyrical and tender. 
     And the ending is guaranteed to put smiles on children's faces.

    In Dan Gil's No More Chairs a true childhood memory becomes a tribute to friendship and willingness to take a stand. 
     A teacher's students ask him about an empty chair in the classroom. He answers the question with a story from his childhood. He and his best friend, Archie, dressed up in their Sunday best for a birthday 🎂 party 🥳 🎉. They were really looking forward to seeing friends, playing games, and eating cake...
     ...but when the birthday boy's mother answered the door she said only Daniel could come in. There wasn't a chair for Archie. 
     No More Chairs carries a message that is sadly all too relevant decades after the party. 

     In contrast the setting of Mychal Threets' I'm So Happy You're Here: A Celebration of Library Joy is a place where everyone is welcome. A librarian welcomes a diverse group of library kids and their parents and shows them around. 
"The library is for you, 
A place where you'll always belong."
     The children learn about the many library services that go way beyond lending books and are invited to get the most special card they'll ever have. 
     These days when libraries and librarians are endangered by everything from book banning to funding cuts this reminder of the value and importance of public libraries couldn't possibly be more timely. 

     Margaret Renkl's The Weedy Garden is a glorious tribute to the beauty that can be found in less than perfect spaces. A child visits a weedy garden where:
*bumblebees pollinate 
*monarch butterflies look for places to lay eggs
*a rabbit 🐇 protects her babies 
*a chipmunk hunts for nuts and seeds 
*and many other creatures live their lives. 
     The text is lyrical. The pictures are gorgeous. And at the end there are instructions for how kids can make their own weedy gardens. 

A Not Is Not A Tangle
     Today's kids are growing up in a world of planned obsolescence. Fast food, fast fashion, fast everything. Daniel Nayeri's A Knot Is Not A Tangle introduces them to an item made with care by hand and destined to be cherished for the memories it evokes. 
     A boy and his grandmother are going to replace a rug she and her grandmother had crafted. They get wool from his sheep tending grandfather, wash it, card it, spin it, dye it, and weave it into a rug following a design they've created. 
     Of course this process is not feasible for most American family. Most residential areas are not zoned for sheep herding. But people who can sew, weave, knit, and crochet can make and mend clothes and other useful items. Shopping at yard sales and thrift shops and organizing swap events keeps useful and often beautiful items out of our too quickly filling landfills. Although I wouldn't recommend dumpster diving for kids, it can yield real treasures. 
     And today people are fighting for their right to repair, rather than replace, big ticket items like cars and electronics. 
     The Orono Public Library's children's garden club meets once a week in the growing season. I am their beloved paparazzi. Sometimes they do crafts. This week they were learning to weave. It was so much fun they let we join in. Perhaps if more kids have experiences like that things will change for the better. 
     If you are a parent or educator how can you enhance children's drive to create and hold onto beloved objects?

Snow Angel, Sand Angel
     "Snow Angel, Sand Angel is a book about different worlds, and how we imagine each other. In recent times, as has always been the case, the ability to imagine each other, to imagine the fullness, richness, and truth of another life, is ever more necessary and rare...Snow Angel, Sand Angel is about the act of imagining other people's worlds, and how  we can make these worlds our own--and seeing how much like home a far away place can be." Christopher Myers. 
     Claire's class is studying the seasons. They're going to make dioramas. Claire is upset when she gets winter. Living in Hawaii she's never seen snow. When her father takes her to the top of Mauna Kea it's a big let down. 
     "Someday, I will open my back door, run through a yard piled high with white snow, and never get altitude sickness. We won't have to drive miles and miles up a winding road between grey and black lava fields, fallen 'ohi'a lehuq trees, and patches of scrub grass just to get to the snow."
     Fortunately a family beach trip leads to an epiphany and a change of heart. 
     Author Lois-Ann Yamanaka based the story on her childhood longing to experience the real snow she saw in ubiquitous Christmas media. 
     Personally, after living in New England all my life I'd trade snow for beach access in a New York minute. 

I See Color
"When people say, I don't see color,' they think it means they don't discriminate against others for how they look. But using this phrase means that the experiences of people of color, their humanness, and the everyday effects of racism are ignored. 
     Because not seeing a person's color erases a big part of who that person is."
     In I See Color: An Affirmation And Celebration of Our Diverse World the authors assure young readers that it's fine to notice color just as they notice other human attributes, say height and hair texture. The text is a celebration of activists fighting for a wide range of causes. Some are quite well known, for example, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Some much less so. Anne and Carl Braden endured violence and jail time for helping a Black family get a home in a white neighborhood. Some, like Malcolm X, conducted their activism in the past. Others, like the Black Lives Matter founders, are very much with us today.
     I See Color is a real eye opener. Not only kids, but a lot of adults, could learn a lot from it. I know I did.

     Well I hope that this round-up helps the balance of my book coverage a little. I'll do my best to include more picture books in the future.
On a purrrsonal note, I was reading last week tthat the slow publishing season is ending. Soon a lot more books are going to be dropping. Did it fill my heart with joy? Nope. More like panic. Increasing numbers of books meets decreasing amount of time available for reading. Don't get me wrong. I love reading. I really enjoy the awesome books that I'm lucky enough to have access to read and review. But my green TBR notebook is a nightmare. I have trouble deciding the best books to read and recommend because there are so many good ones coming out all the time now.
A great big shout out goes out to you, my readers, for whom I do it all.
Jules Hathaway 
     





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Friday, September 4, 2026

Another view of my gallery

Which I started in 2020 at the start of the pandemic and is still a work in progress 



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Part of my gallery

The cats with attitude are from my big graduation party. 



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My wall hanging

In my gallery which most people would call a hall



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My very healthy cat...

...Tobago aka Lady T 



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Me looking gorgeous...

...in the outfit I copied from a children's picture book. Everything I'm wearing except the denim jacket which was a gift came from thrift shops or yard sales. I got so many compliments!



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Me with my wall hanging

If you look closely you'll see a strip of birch bark. 



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Thursday, September 3, 2026

Two From Across The Pond (YA chillers)

     One of the biggest great surprises I get as a reviewer is when inter library loans from different libraries by different authors have strong similarities and arrive close enough in time for me to detect those similarities. This is certainly true for Cynthia Murphy's Paint Me Like Your Dead Girls and Aleema Omotoni's Winners & Liars. Both are set across the pond. Both books incorporate educational institutions and art. Both, while built around highly suspenseful plots, have more of an aura of sophistication than most YA fiction. 

     Paint Me Like Your Dead Girls begins with a quote--"If you want to understand the artist, you have to look at the painting."--and fleshes it out in the darkest way possible. 
"I didn't sign up for this. 
     I trail behind Dad and Kim (who I flat out refuse to call my stepmom, especially when they've been married for less than forty-eight hours) and slow down as much as possible, while keeping them in sight."
     When we meet Fliss, Murphy's narrator, she's not a happy camper. And her mood is about to go downhill. Accompanying the newlyweds to an estate sale, she spots a truly unsettling portrait, "so disfigured it barely looks human". Much to her dismay her father buys it.
     "A lost piece of art so fabled that no one was sure it even existed. I had to buy it for the gallery before someone else got their hands on it."
     The painting is part of a set of five, the other four already owned by the gallery. It's supposed to be a self portrait. The others are of women who were discovered dead early in the twentieth century. There are theories that the artist immortalized them after killing them. 
     After a reception where the newly rediscovered painting is shown a young female caterer is found grotesquely slain. Not long afterward a teenage girl meets the same fate. Some people think the painting is cursed. But Fliss, who aspires to become a crime journalist, suspects a copycat killer. If she's right she must discover their identity before they find their next victims...
     ...without becoming one of them.  

     Aleema Omotoni's Winners & Liars segues between a recent past and present, the then nicely contextualizating the now, introducing back story unobtrusively.
     "Every year, our headmistress invited several Oxbridge alumni to mentor promising Year Twelve students through the almost year-long process for admittance at Oxford or Cambridge. Professor Darnley was always invited to prepare the English and History Oxbridge hopefuls--and he'd been doing it for decades."
     In the past segments you get to meet Derin, Omotoni's protagonist, and learn about her relationships with the four other promising students, their brilliant but slightly eccentric mentor, and his famous author wife, Cornelia. 
     A year later a lot has changed. Three of the Kenfield Set have met their uni admissions goals. Sadly both Professor Darnley and Cornelia are dead. In fact the Kenfield Set, their peers from another school, and the professor's family have gathered at his really posh estate for the reading of the will...
     ...which comes as a shock to just about everyone. Rather than going to nearest of kin, the estate and all its assets will be the prize in a series of challenges the students from both schools are eligible for, the winner--the last student not being eliminated--getting all. With such high stakes the competition may not be completely ethical. The family, who will also be staying at the estate, is not going to just accept their loss. Goodness only knows what they're plotting in their desperation to regain the inheritance...
     ...and Cornelia's death might not have been an accident. 

     Fans of twisty YA mysteries with an added touch of sophistication will really relish either or both of these fine narratives.
On a purrrsonal note, Tuesday and Wednesday have been really busy for me. Tuesday precious Tobago had her yearly checkup. It is not easy to wrangle a 11 pound cat who is totally opposed to the plan into a cat carrier and tote her walking to the vet practice. She's in perfect health. Yay!!! When we got home I only had time to reward her for being good with a Fancy Feast entree before I had to take off for Orono. In the children's garden the kids were making woven wall hangings. It looked like so much fun I managed to take pictures and create one. (Picture tomorrow). Then I was harvesting in the community garden. I took so many good veggies home. Today I saw my urologist who says I'm doing great. Then I bussed to UMaine where I tabled for Black Bear Mutual Aid Fund.  I was wearing a special outfit I'd copied from a picture in a book with my clothes. (Picture tomorrow). I got so many compliments!!! I'm going to wear dresses and skirts as long as I can because they don't work for bus commuting during Maine's too long winters. 
A great big shout out goes out to all who participated and my awesome urologist, Dr. Laura Leddy.
Jules Hathaway 

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