This is slightly old news, but I’m staying at the St. Pete Times- in news art part of the week and as a home page editor for tampabay.com the rest of the week! Obvy, the views expressed here have nothing to do with my employer, etc., etc., and they do not ever let me near the book pages.
In additon, after looking at about a dozen apartments in St. Pete last week (including some VERY sketchy ones), I think I’ve found a permanent place to live! I decided that central air > window unit, which adds to the cost but I’d rather not die 9 months a year, kthx. It’s near Crescent Lake and very Florida-esque-awesome- palm trees outside, a pretty balcony, those slatted windows that fold open, etc. Pics to come on fb one I move (mid-month) and get settled in. 
Right after I move is the 50-book deadline: Dec. 18!
46. “The Little Prince” by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
I read this in high school but re-read my roommate’s copy, and it is truly one of the greatest books ever. A little novella/children’s book, it makes really profound points about life and love, including my favorite: “It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” And this one, that helped me feel better when my family had to put down our old dog last month ” ‘Men have forgotten this truth,’ said the fox. ‘But you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed.’ “
47. “What the Thunder Said” by Janet Peery
This was from the book sale at work- a set of short stories about a family in the Oklahoma Dust Bowl. My mother’s Okie family survived the depression there (in the panhandle, no less), so I’m always curious to learn more about what that was like for them. This stories centered around two generations of a messed-up family — one daughter was really the child of her dad’s brother, who raped her mom, and that was just the start of the lies. Overall, a decent read but not great.
