27, PALACE COURT, LONDON
Tracy and Rachel thank fate, in the guise of a derelict brother, noxious college boy, and chivalrous father, for bringing them together on a flight from NYC to London to attend Brigham Young University’s Study Abroad program. Strangers when they boarded, they were fast friends by the time their plane touched down at Heathrow, and went on to become bunkmates and besties at BYU's London Centre on 27, Palace Court. Twenty-five plus years later, they remain once-in-a-lifetime friends with a shared knack for bringing good books and good people together. They started this blog because, as John Greene wrote, “Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.” That, and to justify their colossal collections of books and the inordinate amount of time spent reading them, although neither in any way demands justification.
Connecticut Nutmegger who’s managed to put down roots in Provo, Utah. She graduated with a MA in English, but she’s a life-long logophile. Tracy is the consummate soccer mom with a penchant for sports, laughter, lovely prose, and kitchen-table conversation. If she could collect only one thing, it would be people, no contest—her best collection by far is her family.
A girl who's never been good at finishing what she starts, unless of course it's a good book. Misplaced in Henderson, Nevada, Rachel longs for fall days and quiet snowfalls, but people make the place, and Nevada has some of the loveliest people, most especially, her own family. Wherever they are, she will forever be. One day she will finish that MFA in Creative Writing, write that novel, and make her house look like the one in her head. In the meantime, she has a good book to finish.