Sunday, May 31, 2026

Few Blue Skies (YA fiction)

     Carolina Ixta's Few Blue Skies is targeted to the YA crowd. I, however, would recommend it for its target demographic and way beyond. It combines a truly engaging, at times heartbreaking, narrative with highly believable characters with an expose of an evil more privileged people can remain blissfully ignorant of: environmental racism. This fine book has the potential to do a whole lot of eye opening and hopefully to enrage.
     There used to be a whole lot of farming going on in San Fermin. Now the few remaining green spaces are endangered. Silva, a huge conglomerate, is putting up warehouses frequently in very targeted locations: the side of the town where primarily people of color live. The air pollution has become so bad the high school is frequently canceled, replacing in class instruction with packets students pick up and complete at home. The mayor, who lives in the unaffected side of town, the white side, is basically a shill for Silva, rubber stamping all warehouse proposals despite growing opposition, even potentially green lighting one that would be right next to the high school.
     Narrator, Paloma, is seeing her family break up. Her father, a Silva worker, is a leader of an ongoing strike. He's determined to get decent working conditions for himself and his fellow workers. Her mother, feeling that nothing is going to change for the better, just wants to get the Hell out and move back to the town she grew up in. San Fermin is Paloma's home town. She desperately wants her mom to not give up and leave. She's worried about her father though. His asthma has become a lot worse.
     Julio has lost his father to Silva. His beloved dad, a Silva worker, died of lung cancer. His grief stricken mother became unable to work, leaving it to his sister to support the family. 
     Paloma and Julio become partners in a research competition. The choose as their subject the harm Silva is doing to the health of the people on the wrong side of town. They are desperate to win. It's the only way Julio can afford to go to college and gain the knowledge and skill set to change things. They both want to expose the great harm Silva is doing. 
     But when they do win accepting the prize would involve a terrible moral compromise. 
     In college Ixta took a class called Urban Education. She learned that in Oakland where she grew up the school water fountains werae contaminated with lead. She processed this information differently than her classmates did. "For many of them, it was a reality only to be theorized, a solemnity to be imagined. For me, it was a spiral of panic--a realization that I had been exposed to poison, that my family had been exposed to poison, that children today were being exposed to poison."
     Ixta wondered what the impact of environmental racism would be on the future of the child victims. "If students are constantly surrounded by factories, distribution facilities, and warehouses, how would this inevitably affect their psyches? How are they not to believe that this is an inescapable facet of their futures? And how could people in power be okay with this?"
     Maybe because they benefit from it all the way up to the White House?
    Few Blue Skies would be a most excellent acquisition for public, school, and home libraries and a great selection for book clubs. 
On a purrrsonal note, Friday night on her birthday Amber participated in a most excellent panel discussion event. Seven horror book authors responded candidly and enthusiastically to questions posed by the moderator and audience. Very worth attending!!!
A great big shout out goes out to the panel of talented writers and most especially to the one I personally gave birth to.
Jules Hathaway 




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Saturday, May 30, 2026

The clothes area was very popular. 



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Clean Sweep

This sign tells what Clean Sweep is all about. I hope you agree that it's totally awesome. We netted an all time high revenue: over $13,000. Not bad for a two day yard sale. 



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The first day we had people who had waited outside for hours to get first pick of the merch. When the we opened the doors we were inundated with excited customers. There was a long checkout line.



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Clean Sweep

We had a few books in a variety of genres. 



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Friday, May 29, 2026

Reasons We Break (YA fiction)

     "When I started telling friends about this book, some were a bit confused about the premise: wait, there are Indo-Canadian gangs? Aren't gangs only in big cities? Why would teenagers be involved?" 
     I had to admit confusion when I flipped through Jesmeen Kaur Deo's Reasons We Break at the Orono Public Library. I almost didn't check it out because it was over four hundred pages. Fortunately curiosity won out. It's one of the best YA romances ever. It makes cultures and ways of life most of us are unfamiliar with come vividly to life. It engages readers with often taboo subjects. And it creates two protagonists, both fabulous and flawed, that it's very hard not to root for and really care if they end up together...
     ...or even make it out alive, which is far from guaranteed.
     Simran is the ideal daughter in her family and community. She gets top grades and participates in an impressive array of competitions, groups, and volunteer activities. She follows all the rules. She's in college, heading for a respectable career. She's her parents' last hope, their older daughter, Kiran, having deeply disappointed them. 
     Former gang member Rajan is home after ten years in juvi. His family is fragmented: his mother dead, his father distant, and his younger brother in danger of following in his footsteps. He's doing his best to stay clean and follow all the rules necessary to prevent recidivism. But it's so damn hard...
     ...especially with his old gang, Lions Share, doing its best to lure him in again. 
     Simran and Rajan aren't strangers. She tutored him in math in high school. Now she's his community service supervisor. 
     Lions Share operatives kidnap Simran. When she tries hard to get them to leave Rajan alone--He's working so hard to get a fresh start--
     "Nick looks at her like she's being deliberately slow. 'Rajan owes us big money. If it's not me today, it'll be someone else tomorrow and the day after it'll be a bullet in his head.'"
     Simran can't stand to see someone else she cares about suffer. Her mother has just been diagnosed with cancer. She makes a proposition: she'll be their bookkeeper and earn his freedom. 
     Only she does too good a job. She not only straightens out their finances, but decodes ledgers captured from a rival gang. Now she's too vulnerable to the Lions for them to let her go and targeted for death by their rivals. 
     Reasons We Break combines intense fast paced action with real insight into the characters and their relationships. I highly recommend it for its target demographic and way beyond.
On a purrrsonal note, we just wrapped up Clean Sweep clean up. According to Lisa, we netted over $13,000--not too shabby for a two day yard sale. Yesterday Lisa treated the crew to lunch at the Family Dog because we did a really good job. 
Thirty-six years ago today I became a first time mother. 
A great big birthday shout out goes out to Amber, my wonderful older daughter.
Jules Hathaway 




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Thursday, May 28, 2026

Clean Sweep

And quite a few chairs. 



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We had a lot of furniture including these bureaus. 



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Clean Sweep

This is the school and art supplies table beautifully organized by Emma. 



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I personally organized this table. It was a challenge because it had the most random merch on it. 



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Wednesday, May 27, 2026

Love In The Time of Serial Killers (adult romance)

     PhD candidate Phoebe is writing her dissertation on an unusual topic: serial killers. It's become an obsession for her.  Not becoming a victim of one colors all her thoughts and actions...
     ...So, when returning to her dead father's house to clean it and make it suitable to sell, hopefully with some help from her brother, she is trying to figure out how to move an ultra heavy desk from the roof of her car in the middle of the night and is approached by a stranger, her mind jumps to the worst case scenario. 
     "But wasn't that exactly how guys like him broke into your defenses? By appearing helpful, like the Zodiac Killer telling you your wheel was wobbling and offering to 'fix' it for you, only to sabotage your car and take it hostage. Or by appearing to be helpless, like Ted Bundy with his fake casts, needing help carrying something to his car."
     Phoebe starts seeing him fairly frequently engaging in pretty suspicious activities. He's gotta be stalking her, getting ready to swoop in for the kill. Why else would he be hanging out in her neighborhood?...
     ...Maybe because Sam is her next door neighbor?...
     ...Which Phoebe doesn't find exactly reassuring. To be fair, she's having a bad summer. Cleaning and renovating is proving to be a daunting task. Her father was a hoarder. There's so much stuff to go through. And the house is in serious need of updating. Just being there is stirring up a lot of feelings and memories. Her brother, Conner, is obsessed with planning a unique way to propose to his girlfriend. 
     The deadline for completing Phoebe's thesis is fast approaching. But every time she communicates with her very critical adviser she does what she does best...
     ...procrastinates...
     ...Meanwhile she's beginning to suspect that, rather than a serial killer wannabe, Sam just might be a nice guy music teacher, maybe even a romance prospect...
     ...But can she convince him of her changed feelings before it's too late?
     Fans of the enemy to love prospect romance genre will find Love In The Time of Serial Killers simply irresistible. 
On a purrrsonal note, this week we're cleaning up from Clean Sweep. We're packing up the unsold merch and distributing it to a number of charitable organizations according to their needs. Bangor Humane Society needs towels and bedding for dogs. Welcome To Housing needs anything formerly unhoused people need to equip their new apartments...Orono Health Association could use the six pairs of crutches. There's a group for everything. We're taking the bags and boxes of food donations to the campus food pantry, checking every item's expiration date of course. And we're going to leave the hockey arena as clean as we found it. We should be done by the end of the week. 
A great big shout out goes out to our awesome crew.
Jules Hathaway 



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Tuesday, May 26, 2026

Clean Sweep

This is an overview of some of the tabled merch. Note how well it's categorized and arranged. Well I've got a bus to catch. More pictures in a couple of days. Promise. 



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Yes, there still were stuffies left after I took my favorite Squishmallows. This table emptied very fast. We had a unusual number of families with kids.



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These are some of the pillows. 



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These are some of the clothes mountains right before we let the shoppers in. We had mountains for small, medium, large, and extra large and stuff like dresses and bathrobes hung up. People really enjoy through the garments looking for treasures. And it's a real social space with people sharing their excitement with family, friends, and total strangers. That's always my realm because I know how to keep it party on. My special highlights this year: reuniting a woman with her purse and making Channel 2 News.



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Monday, May 25, 2026

Octopus Moon (juvenile fiction in verse)

"Used to be
I loved learning about
new places
new ideas
new ways of living in the world 
I never imagined. 
Now
a sadness I cannot explain 
drifts around the edges of my room
like a dark ghost. 
Now
my heart hammers in my chest 
like I'm running as fast as I can."
     One of the best diversity and inclusion strands in children's and YA fiction is the inclusion of protagonists with mental illnesses. In a society that vaccilates between denial and disgust concerning neurodivergent kids and teens Bobbie Pyron's Octopus Moon is a breath of fresh air.
     Pearl, Pyron's protagonist, loves spending time at the Gulfarium where her mother works. Her favorite of the sea creatures housed there is Noah, a loggerhead turtle, a creature who glides majestically through the water and can pull his head into his shell when life gets scary...
    ...but, starting fifth grade, she feels more like an octopus 🐙. With touch receptors all over their body they feel everything. There's so much to get used to: lockers with hard to remember combinations, changing classrooms, having different teachers for different subjects...
     ...not having her best friends in any of her classes...
     ...Her best friends, Rosie and Mia, seem to be making the transition effortlessly, thrilled by the opportunities to join clubs and try out for teams. But everything has become exponentially harder for Pearl, even keeping up with homework. She's finding it harder to sleep, finding reasons to bow out when her friends invite her to do something, hearing a very critical voice in her head.
"Like Pearl, I've struggled with depression and anxiety since I was a child. Back in the sixties, no one talked about mental illness, especially not in children. My family and teachers labeled me as overly sensitive, moody, shy.
     I tried to pretend I was like everyone else--happy, confident, carefree. Nothing could have been further from the truth. I cannot begin to tell you how alone I felt, like I was always on the outside looking in."
     No wonder Octopus Moon has such a ring of authenticity!
     Pyron's choice of free verse to convey her narrative is genius. It enables Pearl to come fully alive. And its multi sensory descriptions are highly evocative and engaging. In my favorite Pearl describes her grandfather teaching her how to float.
"Arms stretched wide
lying flat on my back looking up
at the blue, blue sky.
Warm seawater touches 
Every inch that is me. 
Granddaddy's hands,
rough from gripping wrenches, twisting screwdrivers, 
mending engines, replacing brakes,
hold me up, hold me steady."
On a purrrsonal note it's a grey, 🌧 Monday. Eugene, who has the day off, is industriously deep cleaning the living room. I'm trying to catch up with everything I neglected while we prepared for and conducted Clean Sweep. I have a long to do list I won't get to half of. Can you relate? I am SO GLAD the weather was purrrfect--sunny and breezy--yesterday. Amber and Brian hosted a family cookout. Brian, who always remembers my dietary restrictions, grilled the most delicious veggie kebabs. It was just so wonderful being together. Of course I took lots pictures. When my kids and Jacob took a power walk I kept up effortlessly. And Katie and Adam gave me Goodwill gift cards for Mother's Day. They know it's my favorite place to shop.
A great big shout out goes out to my family for being so fabulous and getting along so well. 
Jules Hathaway 



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Sunday, May 24, 2026

Pride

A freshly painted crossing in downtown Orono. 



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Once Upon a Book Club

This is the picture I couldn't find the other day. Doesn't it look enticing?



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Orono Public Library

This is what the expanded library will look like.



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Orono Public Library

I was going to post clean sweep pictures today. But I have some older pictures I didn't want to forget to share. This is the blueprint for the expansion of my beloved library. Ground breaking could start as early as this year. Not so long ago the library was in Orono High. The stand alone library opened September 2009. I've volunteered there since it opened its doors. A number of years later the land behind it, next to the community garden, was cleared and turned into a terraced amphitheater for outdoor concerts and a magnificent garden space. Now patrons have the expansion to look forward to. 

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Saturday, May 23, 2026

A Box Full of Darkness (adult chiller)

     Katie and I are avid fans of Simone St. James's chillers. After a visit to the Sundown Motel we've avidly devoured her writings, eagerly wanting more. I think her latest, A Box Full of Darkness, is one of her best ever. 
     I love her stories for the same reasons I love my daughter, Amber's and some, but not all, of Stephen King's. The horror comes from an excellent blend of the occult and the evils and messiness of the human heart and relationships. The authors can create plausible fantasy/reality worlds and maintain them for hundreds of pages. That's harder than most people imagine. The characters are believable, no matter how strange some seem. And the narratives are super engaging. You really care whether the protagonists get out alive.
     The narrators in this case are three siblings, the product of a very dysfunctional family who grew up in a very creepy house in a town that could have been lifted from Stephen King's imagination. Both parents are dead. Violet, the oldest, works for a company that cleans out the last residences of the deceased with no family members to do so. 
     "It was an efficient process. When I had no connection to the person who died, I could do the job without shedding a tear or feeling a pang of grief."
     She's spent time in psych hospitals for an unwanted ability to see dead people. 
     Vail, the middle child, a former Olympic diver, spends his time trying to prove the existence of UFOs and alien abductions. Dodie, the youngest, is a model in New York City. 
     Their lives are about to come together after decades of going their separate ways. Ben, their beloved little brother is calling them home to the vacant house they grew up in. 
     There's only one problem. Ben vanished without a trace when he was six and the kids were playing hide and seek. Nobody could find him, not even the police. He's presumed dead--a very cold case. 
     The siblings think they'll learn what actually happened that long ago day that was the beginning of the end for their family. But this knowledge may come with quite a high cost. They've been told that of the three who enter the house only two will leave. 
On a purrrsonal note. Yesterday and today were the two sales days of Clean Sweep. The place was swarming with happy bargain hunters who bought up a lot of the merch. I was in charge of Jules' Closet, the area devoted to clothes. I'm given that sweet assignment every year because of my bubbly, outgoing personality. It's more like being a party hostess than actually working. The highlights for me were being able to reunite a woman who was moving the next day with her pocketbook, being interviewed by two reporters--print and TV and being told that I'm an excellent subject, and our boss, Lisa Morin, getting food that I can eat. Yesterday she treated the crew to Harvest Moon lunch 😋 😍 ☺️ and today when she got bagels 🥯 she remembered my favorite--sweet cinnamon. We have today and tomorrow off. Then we start clean up. 
A great big shout out goes out to the 2026 Clean Sweep crew and our enthusiastic customers. 
Jules Hathaway 



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Friday, May 22, 2026

Gift 4

This autumn I'll really enjoy this apple scented candle when I'm doing my evening reading. Aren't those gifts fabulous? You may want to check out once upon a book club. 



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Gift 3

This will be a great container for my lucky found coins. 



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Gift 2

This charm bracelet is my favorite. I love its delicacy and its book themed charms.



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Gift one

This was the first book related gift: a skull cookie cutter. I'll give it to Amber, our family's Halloween queen. Quite on brand for a scary story author and fan of all things R. L. Stine.



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Thursday, May 21, 2026

Six Of Sorrow (YA chiller)


     When Amber came over on Mother's Day carrying a Once Upon a Book Club package you'd better believe my eyes lit up! I knew I was in for a quality immersive reading experience. It contained not only a superb YA novel, but four narrative themed gifts to open at certain points in the book...
     ...And what a book it was! Isabeau, Reuel, Georgina, Cori, August, and Solaina were born on the same day. Some took their first breaths far from Sorrow, a small town named after a witch. But they and their families returned. Most of their lives the girls were inseparable. People  couldn't help noting the highly inprobable coincidence of the birth date. One older woman whispered that they were blessings from the witch. But something happened on their thirteenth birthday that split them. Narrator Isabeau only spends time with Reuel.
"We are surrounded by death. 
     For a breath, we simply pause together, Reuel and I, standing inside the arched gates of Greenbrier Cemetery. The wet air rustles the trees around us, the Spanish moss dripping from their branches, like cobwebs strung from the corners of the night sky, which is so dark it looks like it's been colored with the blackest ink."
     Probably not the ambiance in which you'd want to celebrate your sixteenth birthday. But it's where Isabeau and Reuel go to drink, exchange gifts, and make wishes that night. They also cut themselves to take a blood oath.
     The next day Reuel has vanished without a trace. Wherever she is, she's left her phone in her room. Ominously all the plants in her home have died overnight. A search yields no clues. But it does bring the remaining girls together...
     ...Strangely it brings the mothers together. They, for the most part, don't even like each other. And they seem to be keeping secrets from their daughters...
     ...one night Isabeau wakes to find Reuel in her room eating her cigarettes as if they were French fries. Reuel is gravely ill with symptoms that defy diagnosis. And she can't remember a moment of her missing days. Then Georgina disappears from a sleepover and returns gravely ill and lacking memories. 
     Despite reassurance from the medical community the other girls know their friends are getting worse, possibly fatally so. And they have reason to believe that an unseen being is targeting them all. 
     Could it be Sorrow, the witch?
     Could it be a far more malignant entity?
     Could it somehow be the unintended consequence of a spell their mothers tried to cast back when they were teens and best friends?
     I highly recommend Six Of Sorrow for YA chiller affecianados. The girls are given well defined and distinctive identities. Reality and fantasy are integrated seamlessly and plausibly. And the suspense builds up perfectly to a fever pitch. 
On a purrrsonal note, at Clean Sweep we're in the final stages of preparation for opening tomorrow. Pricing and labeling and all that stuff. Today I came to campus in shorts and a tee shirt. The air-conditioning made me cold 🥶. I dug through one of the clothes mountains, hoping for random stuff that fit and was able to put together in less than ten minutes a coordinated outfit--white jeans, a white with gold dots sweater, a coordinating soft belt, and gorgeous feather earrings--that everyone loves. Emma says I have a gift for putting outfits together. I love having that gift.
A great big shout out goes out to the fabulous and talented Clean Sweep crew of '26 and our fearless leader, Lisa Morin. 
Jules Hathaway 



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Wednesday, May 20, 2026

More finds

These are some of the Squishmallows I found. I also acquired a huge owl.



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Another find

Can you believe someone left these? They fit me just fine. All they need is laces.



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Clean Sweep finds

I found this great dress. Note the cats and 🦉s. Everyone says it's purrrfect for me. The socks are another cool find. 



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Lady T

Tobago is really loving having a nice new sofa. 



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Tuesday, May 19, 2026

A Crown of Stories

     "As a grad student in publications design in the 1980s, I was inspired by the design of The Black Book to pair my poems celebrating Black America with historical images. That photo-essay for class grew into a life passion for pictures and research...20 years later, that class assignment grew into a book: Remember the Bridge: Poems of a People."
     Carole Boston Weatherford, a prize winning children's book author, considers Toni Morrison to be a mentor. The awe and respect and love she has for her is evident in her biography in verse, A Crown of Stories. 
     The highly unusual choice of voice--second person in a way I have never seen before--speaks to an intimacy between author and subject. The you Weatherford addresses is Morrison. 
"No one can call you second class. 
That means a lot at a time when laws and leaders 
keep Blacks at the bottom of the ladder. 
Your family may not have had much money,
but your mother joins the Book of the Month Club.
In the Wofford household books are everywhere. 
You devour them like Sunday supper."
     I shared that quote because to me it conveys the essence of the book. It is evocative. As it narrates Morrison's life story it gives a real feel for its texture and nuance. It gives a real feel for the life of a child who was given the treasure of books and reading in a world that was hell bent on keeping her "in her place".
     Khalif Tahir Thompson's warm, colorful collage like illustrations are a powerful compliment to the text. They are not to be just skimmed over. They not only help set the tone, but convey valid clues. When she is shown writing, for example, it's always with a standard number 2 pencil, nothing fancier.
     All in all, this captivating and engaging book would be a great addition to public, school, and family libraries. 
On a purrrsonal note, I'm having a grand timeal volunteering with Clean Sweep. Today I was working on clothes and bedding. I'm making some great finds--mostly clothes and Squishmallows. Today I found Air Jordans that fit! All they need is laces. My very first Air Jordans. Eugene is not as enthusiastic as he could be about the new sofa. Tobago has enough enthusiasm for both of them. I am ever so glad I arranged the switch. 
A great big shout out goes out to the '26 Clean Sweep crew and our fearless leader (who is also my best friend) Lisa Morin. 
Jules Hathaway 



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Monday, May 18, 2026

Before

My garden after I weeded it. Not perfect but much improved. 



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My garden before I weeded it last weekend. 



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A tale of two sofas

This is the new sofa. It's a lot more comfortable and attractive. 



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A tale of two sofas

This is the sofa that has been in my living room for decades, a hand me down from another family. For years I've really wanted to replace it.  When we're not at camp Eugene spends his evenings on the sofa watching his shows. So I wanted him to have a comfortable sofa. This year all the elements came together. Bailey and Cam quite generously gave us a sofa. They even delivered it and hauled the old one out. Since it's May the old one will be hauled away for free. 



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Sunday, May 17, 2026

Pop Corn (juvenile fiction)

     Remember Judith Viorst's classic 1972 picture book Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day? Well Rob Harrell's Pop Corn is a latter day middle school version. It's protagonist, Andrew, like Alexander, has a day when everything that could possibly go wrong does...
     On a day that everything needs to go right. It's Andrew's school picture day and he has to keep up his appearance until his homeroom gets called. It's also his mother's first day at a new job and she's stressed about making a good impression on her boss. 
     Andrew lives with anxiety. It impacts every aspect of his days. He's very dirt and germ phobic. He catastrophizes about even seemingly innocuous situations. And he lives in fear of having a panic attack, especially at school. 
     Andrew's day goes downhill very fast. Before his turn to sit in front of the camera he's a total mess sporting a black eye and broken glasses. And his grandmother who has Alzheimers has gone missing. His anxiety has been ramping up. Now his worst fear coming true seems inevitable. 
     Between the text and the cartoon like illustrations that look like they were drawn by a twelve-year-old kids can get a very real understanding of anxiety and its impact on the lives of their peers. 
On a purrrsonal note, yesterday was really fun. Eugene and I started off with our weekly delicious 😋 😍 😊 breakfast at Governors. Then we went on a big road trip. We stopped at a bunch of yard sales. My best finds were a Squishmallow, really cute dish towels to replace the ones that are falling to pieces, and some Christmas gifts for friends. Eugene and I like opposite kinds of yard sales. He likes ones with practical stuff and old fashioned stuff. I like ones that have kids stuff (as in clothing that actually fits me and--you guessed it--Squishmallows) and whimsical, sparkly stuff. So when I picked out the dish towels I made sure he saw that they were practical. We had a Subway subs picnic. The weather was perfect: in the 70s with a breeze. When we got home I opened the studio window for the first time this year much to Tobago's delight and dropped in on a neighborhood 🎂 party. 
A great big shout out goes out to Silas who just turned three with wishes for his fourth year to be wonderful for him and his family. 
Jules Hathaway 
     
     



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Saturday, May 16, 2026

Thrifting

And speaking of thrifting, Friday I started volunteering with the Clean Sweep crew. People have lugged all the stuff students left in the dorms to the ice hockey 🏒 arena. Now we're sorting it out and organizing it so that everything will be in place when the sale starts. It's so fun and exciting. This is my best friend, Lisa Morin, showing us granny multitasking. She's keeping that stroller moving with one hand while taking care of business with the phone in the other. Making it look easy. I think she looks radiant. Don't you?



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Thrifting

I was really lucky Catherine saw these slippers and pointed them out to me. They're precious and fit just right. And their tails move when I walk.



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These are the Squishmallows I got at Goodwill Friday. Aren't they precious?



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This is a shirt I got at Orono Thrift Shop Wednesday. 



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Friday, May 15, 2026

My Friends in Hell (adult horror anthology)

"Death, blood/gore, evisceration, amputation, broken bones, cannibalism, kidnapping, suicide, gun violence, fire/burning, medical illness/disease, loss of bodily autonomy, bullying, racism, homophobia"
     This first paragraph from My Friends in Hell (nicely curated by A. D. Jones) lets prospective readers know that this fine anthology is not for the faint of heart. The gore and violence are omnipresent, although never gratuitous. Characters indulge in actions that would be considered despicable by just about any society. The authors know their readers' fears and use this insight to create super eerie settings and truly terrifying villains in believable and often quite sophisticated plots.
     What I'm saying is this may not be the book you want to tackle on a dark and dismal night when you're home alone. For the more spleeny among you it's not a book you want to tackle. Period.
     But the hard core chiller affecianados among you are in for a real treat. Among the twenty-five pieces you'll find:
*In Amber Hathaway's With Sisters Like These Michaela, pledging a sorority, hoping for close friends and fun activities, finds herself the intended victim of a gruesome rite.
*When Babs, protagonist of David Washburn's Tag, becomes friends with a fellow graffiti artist she never guesses the sacrifice she'll have to make so he can have limitless power.
*In Alana K. Drex's AI Pals Incorporated Sera learns why ordering an AI Pal is a dangerous mistake. 
*Max, the child narrator of Lance Loot's Christmas Every Day learns the hard way that parents had a very good reason for forbidding kids from crossing Bone Creek. 
*In  Bethany Russo's The Pumpkin Patch the participants in a late night vandalism spree receive severe punishment from Pumpkin Patch characters come grotesquely to life.
     Those are only a few of the slightly satanic dishes served up in this gripping horror smorgasbord. And an additional good thing about an anthology is the author biographies in the back. You can use it to get your hands on more of the published writings of your new favorite scary story writers.
On a purrrsonal note, last night was the definition of bittersweet. I was running errands with my good friend Catherine and her brother. It was bittersweet because she has her degree and is now off to Buffalo, New York which is far away from Maine. One stop was Goodwill where I found Squishmallows. Catherine found a cat shirt for me then she found incredible cat slippers. (I promise pictures.) At Walmart I found sugarless low fat ice cream sandwiches which were actually good. 
I've been bad with long distance friendships. But I vowed this will be different. I sealed this vow with my latest tattoo--the boba drinking cat. If ink doesn't signal serious intent I can't imagine what would.
A great big shout out goes out to Catherine Segada UMaine Class of '26.
Jules Hathaway 

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Thursday, May 14, 2026

This mug

Was in the Wade Center kitchen. I totally coveted it, but I wasn't going to steal it. Fortunately I was able swap a mug I didn't need for it. Now it's in my kitchen. 



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A iced coffee ☕️ bar

That actually had decaf. My first iced decaf was really good. 



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Me at a bouquet 💐 making event





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Wednesday, May 13, 2026

Keep It Together, Keiko Carter (juvenile fiction)

     My largely unsystematic study of juvenile  fiction has led me to the conclusion that seventh grade is the year nearly universally portrayed as the most difficult. It's easy to see why. Sexual development can be challenging for both early and late developers. Academic responsibilities ramp up. Even long term close friendships can be strained as people develop different goals and interests. And emotions can be more volatile and confusing than ever. If family change is added to the volatile mix life can feel overwhelming. 
     Keiko, Jenna, and Audrey are long term besties. Jenna has been away for the summer, visiting her now divorced father. They're finally reuniting just before the start of seventh grade. Keiko is sure things will back to normal. Together they will join new clubs, explore new horizons, maybe begin dating...
     ...not quite. Jenna has been texting with a boy Audrey has decided is hers. Things go south rapidly when Audrey tells Jenna to cease and desist and Jenna refuses. Pretty soon the two girls aren't speaking to each other and Audrey is pressuring Keiko to take her side.
     Keiko would like to get some advice from her mother. But home is another place where too much seems to be changing. Her mother has moved up to full time work. She's also writing her first grant proposal which necessitates her being away even more. Her absences are taking a toll on the family. Keiko wonders if that's how it started with Jenna's family. 
     Keiko is very conflict aversive. She'll do whatever she must to restore harmony, feeling it her duty. But what if she can't with either her friends or her family?
On a purrrsonal note, in the larger scheme of things I'm sure it's not up there with the discovery of penicillin or open heart surgery; but I'm loving sugar free ice cream. Since I embarked on the diet from Hell last summer ice cream is one of the foods I've missed the most. A few weeks ago my friend, Bailey, brought some to the Black Bear Mutual Aid Fund potluck. Then this week Eugene brought some home. I think it's delicious 😋 😍. He disagrees. He says I can have regular ice cream 🍦. Technically I can. Realistically I can't. Diet compliance is one of the ways I can remain physically healthy and cognitively competent, stay actively engaged in and really enjoy life, and be around for my family including precious Tobago and my many friends as long as possible. I'm willing to forgo favorite foods in service of this greater good. But I greatly appreciate them being diet compliant. 
A great big shout out goes out to all the scientists who are discovering how to produce the safe versions of favorite foods for those of us on medically restricted diets.
Jules Hathaway 



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Tuesday, May 12, 2026

Also from Amber

Amber knows I love Once Upon a Book Club packages. Each contains a book and gifts you unwrap at certain points in the narrative. It makes reading extra fun. (www.onceuponabookclub.com) This one is a YA chiller that I look forward to reading and reviewing. 



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Gifts from Amber

Isn't the owl precious? I love that Amber made it for me. The book looks great. I'll be sure to review it for my readers who relish good horror fiction. 



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My new sweet kitten





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My new earrings





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New Mother's Day critters





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My lovely Mother's Day roses





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Monday, May 11, 2026

Paper Girl (adult nonfiction)

     I first became familiar with Beth Macy's writing when I read and reviewed her Dopesick a hard hitting expose about the devastation wrought on vulnerable communities by the opiate epidemic enabled by the greed and duplicity of Purdue Pharma. Readers were given much more than facts and statistics. We got intimate heartbreaking portrayals of the people who became addicted and their friends and family and communities, considered by its administration to be acceptable collateral damage. 
     In Paper Girl (as a child she delivered the local newspaper by bike) she uses her powers of observation and analysis to answer a deeply personal question--why had her hometown, Urbana, Ohio, declined so precipitously in the decades since she left. She also answers another question--why should those of us who live hundreds or even thousands of miles from Urbana care. 
     "In my hometown, the number of children living in poverty has more than tripled since I left. The number orphaned by the opioid crisis has tripled since 2015. After the jobs went away, heroin helped itself to my hometown, followed by fentanyl and meth. The result of that one-two punch has been a preponderance of trauma that is overtaxing every system meant to address it. 'Backward mobility,' economists call this devastating trend, exacerbated by the Great Recession."
     Throughout the book readers meet the victims of this devastating trend. In one quite revealing thread Macy traces her life trajectory with that of a man who graduated from the same high school decades later. They both started out with similar challenges: poverty and family dysfunction. But she was able to break free thanks to a Pell grant that bankrolled her college education. His education was frequently interrupted by seemingly insurmountable financial obstacles. 
     But Urbana's challenges go way beyond financial ones. An abyss has opened between the rich who run things and the much less privileged whose needs are ignored by them. Social media disinformation and venom have spread faster than the most infectious of viruses.  Distrust and resentment have eroded relationships between people and institutions, neighbors, and coworkers. There are unsafe subjects that can't be brought up even with close friends and family members. 
     It turns out that today's Urbana has a lot in common with other cities--maybe one close to where you live. 
     Macy gives a cogent analysis of the various factors contributing to the downward spiral. Paper Girl is an illuminating read for anyone wondering why life in America isn't what it used to be or if there's any way out of our current national downward spiral. 
On a purrrsonal note, yesterday Eugene did everything he could to make my mother's day purrrfect. He gave me 🌹s, a sweet grey 🐱, and a card. He took me on a road trip and bought me critters and earrings. He took me out for lunch. All my kids called. Amber and Brian came over with gifts. Now I have a copy of My Friends in Hell, a just dropped anthology Amber has a story in. Amber also gave me a once upon a book club package with a YA chiller and 3 gifts to open when I hit certain pages. But her best gift was an owl heating pad she made herself. We both really like 🦉 s and give each other owl themed gifts. Katie and Adam called. I'll see them in two weeks. Even Mother Nature gave me a present, breaking out the sun for some glorious late afternoon outside reading. 
A great big shout out goes out to my fabulous and fantastic family. 
Jules Hathaway 




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Sunday, May 10, 2026

Friday event

This is my friend, Adam. He's a custodian at UMaine, a proud cat dad, an all around nice guy, and one of Lady T's biggest fans. Everyone at the Union relies on and thinks the world of him. 



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Here is my new little friend. I read on a tag that he's made from recycled ♻️ plastic bottles. I have no idea how, but intend to find out. 



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Event on the mall

Here's me with my new little friend. Note my self decorated jeans--a tribute to precious Tobago. 



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Event on the mall

Here's Bailey running the stuff a buddy table which was by far the most popular. Note the tiny shirts. 



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Saturday, May 9, 2026

Birth Behind Bars (adult nonfiction)

     According to Rebecca M. Rodriguez Carey, more than three thousand women in our nation's prisons each year are pregnant. Despite the numbers hardly anything is known about them. Out of sight, out of mind. Carey set out to change that. Her research paints a draconian picture--one that would inspire a latter day Dante to add another ring to Hell. Just try to imagine:
*being denied adequate pain relief after a C section because of a general rule about opiates despite the fact that it's major surgery. (I've had 3 C sections. Trust me when I say that after you get cut like that you need an opiate);
*being shackled at the ankles, waist, and wrists while in labor;
and *suffering from post partum symptoms like seriously heavy bleeding and severe breast pain and not being allowed to see a doctor.
     Her research resulted in Birth Behind Bars: The Carceral Control of Pregnant Women in Prison. At the heart of the narrative are the candid and poignant--often heart breaking-- experiences of the women who trusted her with their stories.  
     Readers follow these women through the often insurmountable challenges and deprivations and cruelties they must cope with from learning of their pregnancies through labor and delivery to leaving prison, often hoping for reunification with their babies without being given anywhere near adequate resources to do so. 
     "Throughout this book, I show how the maternal web of control operates and argue that incarcerated pregnant women are regulated in the most extreme of ways through subjugation and oppression and through the near-countless and archaic rules governing pregnancy and motherhood behind bars. Using a reproductive-justice framework, I introduce the maternal web of control and show how the criminal legal system works with other social systems to further repress the reproductive rights of women, where reproductive decisions are not left to pregnant women but remain in the hands of powerful carceral systems collectively disrupting entire families, neighborhoods, and communities."
     Carey hopes that Birth Behind Bars will lead to incarcerated women being included in conversations centered around pregnancy, birth, and motherhood. I see it as a most excellent read for feminists and our allies. 
On a purrrsonal note, yesterday UMaine had a festive event on the mall. There were a bunch of tables and some games. By far the most popular was Bailey's table where people could stuff a bear and put a UMaine t 👕 on it. I was paparazzi. I randomly found the fun photos app on my phone and had fun experimenting with it. Then I was hanging at a table with friends having a great time. Then I rushed to write this review in time to hand the book over to Bailey so she could read it before it's due. I finished with 5 minutes to spare. Eugene came home after a week at camp and I was very happy to see him. When I realized I'd left my favorite book mark on campus he drove me there to get it.
I love reading. I enjoy writing and take pride in my reviews. But sometimes I feel a lot of pressure because of all the great review worthy books that keep getting published. I'll never get to them all, especially if I keep any kind of balance in my life.
A great big shout out goes out to Carey for crafting such a relevant, timely book and the women who shared their stories with her.
Jules Hathaway 


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Friday, May 8, 2026

Signs of spring

Tulips near the UMaine bus circle 



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Signs of spring

New leaves in a friend's front yard



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Signs of spring

Little blue flowers 💐 in the woods path I takes to get to my bus stop 



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Thursday, May 7, 2026

Right Back At You (juvenile fiction)

    Carolyn Mackler's Right Back At You is a delightful twist on time travel. It's not people who do the traveling--it's the letters of two-twelve-olds, both of whom are facing serious challenges. 
     Mason (2023) is missing his father who has moved to Atlanta to start a higher paying job. His mom seems to be having a problem with alcohol. At school he is being bullied by a cruel boy who gets away with his meanness because he's very popular and very sneaky and his parents donate a lot of money to his school. 
     Talia (1987) feels like she's being abandoned by her long time best friend. Although she loves baseball, the school team's coach won't let her try out because she's a girl. She's being bullied by antisemitic comments that the teachers do nothing to stop.
     When Mason's therapist tells him to write a letter to someone or noone and send it or not send it he writes it to Albert Einstein and tosses it in his closet...
     ...only to discover it replaced by one from Talia. It's the beginning of a most unusual correspondence. After they overcome their very understandable initial skepticism it turns out they have a lot to offer each other...
     ...and there's an amazing but credible plot twist at the end.
On a purrrsonal note, I had the most purrrfect evening last night. With my very introverted husband at camp, Tobago and I had invited Bailey and Cam over for dinner. I even baked a dessert. They arrived just as the spaghetti 🍝 was ready, bearing garlic bread 🍞. Cam was seeing the place for the first time and was very impressed. We had a delightful meal. Lady T outdid me at hostessing, being very attentive to our guests and loving all their attention. The rest of the night 🌙 she was strutting around, looking quite pleased with herself. I believe I can safely say that a good time was had by all. 
A great big shout out goes out to Bailey, Cam, and precious Tobago, the hostess with the mostess. 
Jules Hathaway 
     
     



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