How John Green describes my unnatural zeal for the books I read in one succinct paragraph.
Quiet isn’t a word that is traditionally used to describe me. Gregarious. Boisterous. Loud. All adjectives (and aptly so) have been applied in one way or another through my life.
So why, in an age where women are garnering power with their voices, would I choose the word ‘quiet’ for 2018?
I’m glad you asked.
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