*This book was given to me in exchange for an honest review and is rated 18+
Xander Fairchild isn’t a fan of people in general but preppy frat boys in particular. So, when Skylar Stone asks Xander to be the subject of his school assignment, Xander would rather hide in his art and be left alone. But Skylar, smitten completely by Xander’s art, manages to break through that hard outer shell and the pair grow closer over the course of the summer.
Despite the initial enjoyment of our two main leads coming together, this story limped through to the conclusion. Halfway through, this book became work; including minute detail into side plots and endless fan worship of Japanese culture, manga, and anime. I wanted to like this; especially with the added exploration of “grey sexuality” or asexuality but yikes, the slog to get to the end was merciless. I give this book a 2 out of 5 for making me feel like I was doing homework.
Ahh, the joy of back to school. I am blessed that my child is at the age where she’s excited to go back to school because she gets to see all of her friends again. To be honest, she hasn’t seen much of her friends over the summer. Partly because they’re busy too and partly because I shun playdates like a mofo.
Why? Am I some sort of antisocial malcontent who hates spending time with other people?
Well, partly. >D Give me a good book and a glass of wine any night but that’s not why the demon seed hasn’t seen much of her friends in a setting outside of camp or the daycare.
Reason #1 is that I’m a single working mother. I don’t have a lot of time to be schlepping my kid all over creation just to see her friends. A lot of her friends mom’s work at home or part time so it’s not easy when I get out of work when our respective offspring should be eating dinner already.
Reason #2 is (and this is the most important) is that I’m a single working mother. What little spare time I have I want to spend it with my kid! Sorry to disappoint fellow parents but I don’t think real quality time is spent running errands and doing chores. It’s awesome that your kid wants to play with my kid but aside from rushing her to eat, get clean, get to whoever’s watching her, rushing home, rush to eat, get clean, and get to sleep, I’d like to play with her! Damnit, I made her so I should get first dibs!
So, with the first Saturday I’m not working looming ahead and about a dozen or so invites from various parents to come see them on Labor Day weekend, I have holed up like a crazy person hiding from the Black Plague. It’s MY weekend, for gods’ sakes; the LAST weekend. And I aim to make it count. 😉