"Every year for as long as I can remember, I'd eagerly look across the frozen Lake Menomin as we crossed the bridge to gaze at the Lions clunker. I'd spend hours thinking of what day and time it would finally fall through the ice. I grew up 25 miles north of town, so we would swing through about once a month to run errands. I especially got a kick out of seeing the car perched precariously on the ice with its front end taking a dive into the water. After reading American Gods, it gives the ritual a whole sinister feel but in a good way. I'd like to think of a giant monster, lurking under the pea green water, curled up, and listening to the stories being read aloud in the nearby library. Thank you for giving a childhood memory a fun and mysterious spin." - Amy
Amy and I met on Goodreads through our mutual love of Gilmore Girls, where it didn't take long to learn we have far more in common, including growing up in Wisconsin! Amy is a kick ass acquisitions editor at Llewellyn who spends her spare time doing all her amazing hobbies from knitting to going to Supper Clubs. And yes, those are Dalek ice cubes if you were wondering.