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3 a.m.: a collection of short stories

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I enjoyed all of the stories in this collection, especially "The Hitchhiker" and "The 74-Year-Old Rookie." Woodburn's quirky characters are vividly real, entertaining and very likeable. I could relate to her stories and I know you will too. I agree with Julia McGuire's review: you will keep turning the pages until 3 a.m.!!! I reccommend you buy a copy for yourself and one for a friend.

This is one of those "un-put-down-able" books. I read it from cover to cover in one sitting. It makes you laugh; It makes you cry; It makes you think. What a wonderful collection of essays by a very talented young woman! Each story is better than the last. Even those of us who are MUCH older than this author can learn a great deal from her. Many of her stories brought back memories from high school, and the essay about her grandmother really tugged at my heart. This book was a tremendous blessing to me.

I read 3 a.m. about a month ago and enjoyed it thoroughly. I think I was up until 3 a.m. reading it, as terribly cliché as it sounds. The humor and the intimacy of the stories really had me hooked. "A Real Beauty" was probably my favorite. The reason I started writing was because of my grandfather's unwavering encouragement and support. The bond between grandfather and granddaughter in the story was really sweet, and I could relate to it easily.

A great collection of stories from a very talented author. Woodburn is a gifted story teller and with each creative work she finds new ways to identify with the reader.I highly recommend this book to others. I am looking forward to many great works from this very talented author.

This book was a great read from start to finish... I especially enjoyed "The 74 Year-Old Rookie." Highly recommended for anyone looking for a fantastic book by an up and coming author who is sure to succeed!!

I bought this book because a friend recommended it to me. After I read it, I called said friend to tell her we could no longer be friends. All I heard were laughs. When she stopped laughing long enough to breathe, I found out she did so because she was trying to punish me for accidentally killing her parakeet, Lassie. In the spirit of good sportsmanship, I congratulated her on a prank well played.
I used to think Harriet Beecher Stowe's Uncle Tom's Cabin was the most repulsively sentimental, masturbatory, and self-important work of fiction i would ever be forced to experience. I was wrong. Don't read this. And for God's sake don't buy it. I know this sounds harsh but I really mean it when I say this is worse than Chicken Soup.