Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Ugglan & boken har tema trafikljus i tisdagstrion idag, alltså en röd, en gul och en grön.
Sorcerer to the crown- Zen Cho för röd, The unhoneymooners av Christina Lauren för gul och Stanos Volta av Anna Jakobsson Lund för grön.
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
tanker om bøker
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Bokrecensioner
lektör | korrekturläsare | redaktör
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Bøker,tegneserier,spill,film...sånt!
Författarblogg och bokblogg av Martin Falkman - författare till Tunneln i slutet av ljuset och Mördarens väg.
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
dikten-ordet-tanken-bilden
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Ironi blandas med egensinnig humor. Ibland kan inläggen ta ett och annat allvarligt galoppsteg.
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Alla behöver vi en sommar på oss för att lära oss flyga, känna att vingarna bär.
Läsglädje, bokpassion och annat hjärtevärmande
Book Reviews: Scifi, Fantasy, and the stuff in between
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Reflektioner och funderingar kring olika böcker
Böcker bakning matlagning
Läsning pågår
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Blandad galenskap
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
tanker om bøker
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Bokrecensioner
lektör | korrekturläsare | redaktör
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Bøker,tegneserier,spill,film...sånt!
Författarblogg och bokblogg av Martin Falkman - författare till Tunneln i slutet av ljuset och Mördarens väg.
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. (Markus Zusak)
BOKHYLLAN I PEPPARKAKSHUSET 
Snyggt trafikljus! Och helt nya böcker för mig 🙂
Stanos Volta är jag nyfiken på. Vill ju läsa mer av Anna Jakobsson Lund.
Bra passande färger, har inte läst dessa.
Anna Jakobsson Lunds bok verkar likna de böcker jag läste som yngre. Jag hade en period med mycket SF-litteratur, både bra och dålig.
Stanos volta har jag läst och gillat 🙂
Perfekta färger ju. The Unhoneymooners har jag läst och den hade jag riktigt svårt för.
Ett trafikljus man inte missar. Okända böcker för mig.
inte läst någon av dina. men Anna Jakobsson Lund hade jag verkligen tänkt läsa
Har inte läst din trio, men är nyfiken på den gröna boken. Tack för tips.
Tack för tipsen. Helt nya titlar för mig. Fina omslag!
The Unhoneymooners har jag läst!
Den i mitten är görfin.
Fina bokomslag som lockar. Dock inte läst någon av dem, så tack för tipsen!