by meg on September 11, 2013
"Enthralling . . . From Conrad to Kingsolver, the misdeeds of Westerners have inspired their own literary subgenre, and in King’s insightful, romantic addition, the work of novelist and anthropologist find resonant parallel: In the beauty and cruelty of others, we discover our own.”—Vogue
Meg enjoyed reading this book loosely based on Margaret Mead. It's got cannibals, scary jungle animals and all the things you expect in 1930's New Guinea.
Just because it's the first day of fall in Texas, does not mean you get to wear Uggs and jean jackets. It's 88 degrees for Chrissakes.
You better believe it, sistah! — Meg’s sister’s boss, talking all gangster to her on the phone.
What happens in the lounge, stays in the lounge.