Oh, Fudge!

As a child, I was an extremely picky reader.  My mom had to argue with me to force me to try something new.  I was very much a comfort-zone reader.  I had my Thoroughbred books and my Animorphs, and I figured that anything outside of that was dumb and boring.  Most of the classic or well-rated children's books remained unread until I became a children's librarian.

I was vaguely aware of the existence of the Fudge books by Judy Blume, but as I had already read Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret, I erroneously and bizarely concluded that the Fudge books were "for boys."

Grown up me is rolling her eyes at small me.

Because these books are amazing and hilarious and I deeply regret not reading them as a child.  At least I am atoning for that literary sin by reading them now.

I don't often laugh out loud while reading children's books, but Blume had me in stitches.  I'm on book four of the series now, and I wish there were more of them.

If you haven't read them, go forth!  Read!  Discover Fudge and Pee-tah (which ALWAYS makes me think of Peeta Mallark!) and Sheila and Tootsie!  If you've read them, go back and read them again.  Librarian's orders.


  1. She's still around, you know, and lurking online. It's nice to go back to a childhood favourite and find you still love it, eh?

    1. When I grow up, I want to be as awesome as Judy Blume.


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