I’m not sure how I made it though this beautifully strange book without sobbing, but I did.

Hunger, violence, longing, and humor: a coming-of-age concoction that's an unexpectedly perfect blend.

Not since reading East of Eden have I felt like I was reading a masterpiece.

It makes you want to hold someone close, to not take anything for granted. And that’s exactly the kind of stories I like.

I enjoy a nice love story when the mood is right, but this was one for the ages.

Books like Home Game are like sharing war stories with someone already out of the trenches.

If you plan on doing any existing in the future, this story will be relevant. I promise.

Stuck in one place for an unnatural, unending period of time — yep, this couldn’t have been a more appropriately timed book.

A beautiful, heart-stopping and heart-aching course through the braids of time.

Forgive any doubts in book three -- we have boarded the hype train.