Meagan’s desert island reads:

• The Library Book by Susan Orlean (a perfect mix of a true crime story and a love letter to libraries by one of my favorite prose writers)
• Mary by Nat Cassidy (vivid and visceral horror that is somehow both cinematic and precise)
• The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver (a life-long re-read, I could talk way too much about this one)
• A collection of Flannery O’Connor’s short stories (no one can do what she does in thirty pages or less)

What Meagan does when she’s not reading:
Life outside of books is a haphazard combination of enthusiastically started and partially finished craft projects, concerts and restaurants with dear friends, wrangling and snuggling my two small dogs, too much television (everything from critically acclaimed dramas to embarrassing amounts of reality shows), and laughing as much as I can with my beloved partner.

If Meagan could meet any literary character or visit any literary world, it would be:
My preferred genres to read don’t lend themselves particularly well to characters I’d want to meet or places I’d want to visit. Bleak crime stories, horror plots, and unreliable and morally complex characters are best left on the page! In light of that, a nostalgic trip to a beloved childhood locale like the Hundred Acre Wood may be a lovely reprieve. An afternoon with Winnie the Pooh, Piglet, and their friends sounds like a good way to balance out my usual reading choices.