2012 book 81

Paula Danziger's Remember me to Harold Square and Thames Doesn't Rhyme with James
I'm counting these as one book b/c they're both only like 130-something pages and, frankly, aren't very taxing to read. Harold Square was one of my FAVORITES when I was a kid--I so wanted to go to all those museums in New York--but it really is striking how different YA books were in the 80s. And somehow I never knew its sequel existed until this FYA article--and man, I think even if I had read it as a kid, I wouldn't have liked it as much as the original, but reading it for the first time as an adult . . . it was unimpressive, I guess. These were good reading for a gross grey day, but now I want to read something substantial.