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On My Door Mat (II)


This is a legitimate change in a conventional title. Seriously. There are Pringles tubes with a wider girth than my mailbox, and I would like to say that my postman was not a total creeper and considered the etiquette in just placing packages atop the cube that is my mailbox instead of singing Queen continually, loudly (and tunelessly) right up below my bedroom window and placing them on my doormat. But I can't.

Ergo, my books arrive on my door mat.

Basically, In My Mailbox is a weekly-monthly-bimonthly-seasonal meme hosted by Kristi over at The Story Siren, and inspired by Alea of Pop Culture Junkie. Some write on their blogs, some write on napkins, some podcast or vlog or comment or tweet I suppose. I, however, have decided that I talk far too much and so I will be vlogging mime-style and adding notes here. Now, due to the overwhelming lack of books that I have bought lately, these are all the books that I plan on doing things with that I have been neglecting.

So, without further ado: On My Door Mat II.



From Harpercollins:
  • ARC of THE NAME OF THE STAR by Maureen Johnson
From BookDepository.com:
  • POSSESS by Gretchen McNeil
  • WARM BODIES by Isaac Marion
  • ONE DAY by David Nicholls
  • ENCLAVE by Ann Aguirre
  • A NEED SO BEAUTIFUL by Suzanne Young
Film credits to: Sixteen Candles, Constantine, Zombieland, One Day, and Doctor Who   

So, what's on your door mat?

Comments

  1. I loved A Need So Beautiful. It made me cry. <3 such a brilliant book.

    Enjoy the rest!

    My In My Mailbox.

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  2. Possess is on y TBR list I always forget to get a copy! I hope you enjoy it it sounds so creepy.

    Giselle
    Xpresso Reads

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  3. Great group of books! :) happy reading this week

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