I know that Sasha and Malia Obama are sort of public figures, but seriously, what kind of tacky asshole gets off on publicly shaming teenagers? What a nasty woman she must be.

Ross Campbell is a great one for illustrating a wide range of body types.

I used to be an Amanda Palmer fan, like big time too. Got into a Jezebel shouting match once upon a time trying to defend her Evelyn Evelyn project, in the process suspending my disbelief so hard that for days afterward, I saw unicorns eating out of my trashcan. Then she just got awfuller and awfuller in oh so many…

i want to read that based on the cover alone! Wonder if its still in print.....

I remember hiding this behind my geography textbook. Totally worth not being able to locate Switzerland on a map.

Whaaat? That happened? Francine must have banged that one out after watching "Whatever Happened to Baby Jane."

Thanks for the reminder of my "Daughters of Eve" induced impotent bookish fat kid fury. Poor Laura.

Will you be writing about this?

Remember Me? Man I loved that one. Come to think of it, I'd probably love whichever one you pick, although Whisper of Death surpassed my primal squick threshold on a few levels. Looking forward to it!

Haha, Evil Shadyside Cheerleader was my fifth grade halloween costume. Thanks mom!

Random memory from this series: "Abigail came to my house!"

They're the ones goose-stepping all over our viewpoints, and yet, we're the Nazis. Huh.

well sheesh, ladies, if the shoe fits- I mean, what's more Nazi than working to dismantle an oppressive culture through education and understanding?

Maybe you are in his book of names!

According to my brother, the lesson of Cat

Oh man, I'm embarrassed to say I read like twenty five Xanth books from the time I was fourteen to the time I was twenty before realizing that when you strip away all the puns and fan service, the man couldn't write a character to save his life. Bink is strong. Bink is nice. Isn't Bink strong and nice? See Bink run.…

I read BSLS as a kid, but the only memorable things about it are how little asshole Karen is always bragging about her rich's parents' sweet custody agreement that gets her two of everything, and the one book where her life is temporarily ruined because the hairdresser gives her a mullet. We've all been there, kid.

Where The Red Fern Grows destroyed me. It's bad enough that one dog dies from his heroically obtained injuries, but then having the other dog actually DIE OF SADNESS at his loss?!

That Kusanagi one is a little more fetish than fandom for my comfort....

Man, where was this young lady when I was 12? We could have been great pals!