Tokyo — Once a month, right after the payday, tons of people stand in line at Junkudo, my trusty bookstore in Ikebukuro. They have to wait at least 15 minutes. This isn’t a weird ritual. They just want books. Despite of cool ubiquitous technologies, people still read real books.
Liverpool — Something about the sound of the train drifting away draws me into this cheeky little picture! :)
Bloomington — My boyfriend, his best friend and I designed, built and hosted a three night party based on the last 3 chapters of my novel. It went over smashingly well. We used quite literally a ton of metal to bui...
Chords of Heart beautifully touched.
Junkudo proves people are compelled to read books.
I wrote a book. Ella Cerulean, Book 1 of The Connective. Published it and debuted at a convention I've been attending for 15 years.
The train lovers book club? Or the book lovers train club?
Tea in the Egg.