Susan allen toth daughter jenny

So as I sat in a crowded small car at the edge of a road in Dartmoor, jostled by my restless 16-year-old daughter, I considered the nature of travel adventures.

When my daughter Jenny was a toddler in day care, I dreaded the afternoons when she would run to meet me, and I could see her nose was dripping.

I was only returning now -- for a three-week stay with my husband, James, and grown daughter, Jenny Jenny Susan Allen Toth's most recent book is "England.

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Longest book read this year:The Bee Stingby Paul Murray

Shortest books read this year:The Wood at Midwinter by Susanna Clarke – a standalone short story (unfortunately, it was kinda crap); After the Rites and Sandwiches by Kathy Pimlott – a poetry pamphlet

Authors I read the most by this year: Alice Oseman (5 rereads), Carol Shields (3 rereads); Margaret Atwood, Rachel Cusk, Pam Houston, T. Kingfisher, Sarah Manguso, Maggie O’Farrell, and Susan Allen Toth (2 each)

Publishers I read the most from: (Besides the ubiquitous Penguin Random House and its myriad imprints,) Carcanet (15), Bloomsbury & Faber (12 each), Alice James Books & Picador/Pan Macmillan (9 each)

My top author ‘discoveries’ of the year: Sherman Alexie and Bernardine Bishop

Proudest bookish achievements: Reading almost the entire Carol Shields Prize longlist; seeing The Bookshop Band on their huge Emerge, Return tour and not just getting my photo with them but having it published on both the Foreword Reviews and Shelf Awareness websites

Most pinching-myself bookish moment: Getting a chance to judge published debut novels for the McKitterick Prize

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Blooming: A Small-Town Girlhood

November 30, 2017

"Slumber parties, swimming pools, boyfriends, lakeside summers, family holidays -- Susan Allen Toth has captured it all in this delightful account of growing up in Ames, Iowa, in the 1950s. Charming, wise, funny, poignant, and true, Blooming celebrates an innocent and very American way of life."
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I couldn't have said it better myself. I also grew up in the 1950s, and although my details are a bit different (California rather than Iowa, no big family holidays, no lakeside summers) the book still touched so many memories for me, and certainly described the mind set of middle class America during that time. It was a lovely, gentle time -- now long gone and mostly forgotten. But those of us lucky enough to have lived then will always remember it with a fond glow, and cherished nostalgia. Makes me wish I could find one of Jack Finney's dimes and retreat to the past!