There's a whole lot of malarkey going on, around here, but let's start with my October reads in review because part of the chaos in my life today involves my photo program getting hosed. I can't seem to load a picture from my files, at the moment. So, you get a shot of a guy named Don Malarkey. Interesting photo, don't you think? I'm intrigued by the fellow in the background.
In October I read the following (links to reviews provided, if applicable):
- Mr. Darcy's Obsession by Abigail Reynolds
- The Making of a Gentleman by Shana Galen
- Dewey's Nine Lives by V. Myron & B. Witter
- Why Our Decisions Don't Matter, ed. by Simon Van Booy
- Fables: Legends in Exile by Bill Willingham et al
- The Puzzle King by Betsy Carter
- Nightshade by Andrea Cremer
- Jane Austen Ruined My Life by Beth Pattillo
- The Reapers are The Angels by Alden Bell
- Take a Chance on Me by Jill Mansell
- The Summoning by Kelley Armstrong
- The Christmas Gift by William Bennett
- The Human Bobby by Gabe Rotter
- The Awakening by Kelley Armstrong
- The Ship of Brides by Jojo Moyes
4709 pages total
October's reads bring my total finished reads in 2010 up to 134.
I either really liked or loved absolutely everything I read; which, I believe, can be attributed to my refusal to continue reading anything that didn't absolutely grab me. One ending was disappointing. Two books contained errors in their setting research. None of those small disappointments really mattered all that much.
I finished The Ship of Brides by Jojo Moyes over the weekend. You may recall I recently mentioned The Ship of Brides as one of the books that have been calling out to me. Thanks to my friend Paula, who offered to buddy read it with me, I raced through that lovely chunkster and sobbed during the incredibly romantic ending. Jojo Moyes just secured a spot on my favorite authors list. I'll have to see if she has a website to add to my sidebar. The Ship of Brides is a story based on an actual event. After WWII ended, 600 Australian WWII brides took a 6-week journey on an aircraft carrier to Great Britain to meet their husbands and begin their new lives. Excellent writing. I hope to review it, soon.
Obviously, I'm still way the heck behind on reviews. I don't anticipate a big improvement, any time soon. National Novel Writing Month began, today. I didn't get far at all, which I'll attribute to restlessness. 2 weeks ago, I was excited. Now . . . I just want to go for a walk or clean house. It's just not great timing. So, I'm not going to update on my progress at the blog. If I continue, so be it -- and continuing will probably interfere somewhat with my posting, but you never know. Sometimes, when I'm writing a lot, I tend to post more often because blogging serves as a nice break from immersion in fiction.
Tomorrow, I have an important task that will keep me from doing things I'd rather accomplish, including NaNoWriMo. Pfft! Life. It's always getting in the way of the fun.
Désirée by Anne Marie Selinko . . . or Annemarie. I've always written "Anne-Marie". Oh, sorry, babbling again. Well, let me write down the opening sentence of this book, which I've mentioned in the past as an all-time favorite:
A woman can usually get what she wants from a man if she has a well-developed figure. So I've decided to stuff four handkerchiefs into the front of my dress tomorrow; then I shall look really grown up. Actually I am grown up already, but nobody else knows that, and I don't altogether look it.
That's Désirée, aka Bernardine Eugénie Désirée Clary , speaking. She is the narrator of the book and I love her. Désirée, who is called Eugénie by her family, is a spunky 14-year-old living in France of 1794, as the book opens. She is a wonderful narrator because she's charming but speaks her mind in the manner of a young lady who hasn't yet learned what not to say.
Désirée was Napoleon Bonaparte's first love and the book is historical fiction based on her life and relationship with Napoleon. My mother had a copy of the original, published in 1953, and I fell in love with it sometime in either junior high or high school. Over the years I've bought and given away many copies of Désirée and it's one of the books I've reread the most times. It's a testament to the book's appeal that my mother kept her copy. She was a child of the Great Depression and I grew up in a spotless house with very few cherished possessions because my mother felt that if anything at all lost its usefulness, it had to go. The fact that she kept the book is proof positive that it was also one of her favorites.
Désiréewas just re-released by Sourcebooks--bless their lovely little hearts--in October. Rush out and buy a copy. You don't need to wait for my review, really you don't. I promise it's wonderful.
Sunset Parkby Paul Auster
Christmas 1945 by Matthew Litt
Why We Need Love, edited by Simon Van Booy
I may set the latter two aside and try again, later. I hate to do that, but sometimes if they sit for too long I just keep ignoring them. It's a mental thing.
Speaking of mental things . . . I skipped right past Halloween and Thanksgiving and dived into Christmas mentally, over a week ago. So, I have two Christmas books all finished and ready to review and I'm reading another, of course. Expect a lot of Christmas book reviews, this month. It's my favorite holiday and I intend to get a nice jump on it and enjoy the season for as long as possible, this year. Those that I intend to review right away:
Ten on the Sledby Kim Norman, illustrated by Liza Woodruff and
Well. Enough for one Monday. What kind of malarkey is going on in your life? Read anything fabulous, lately?
Bookfool in a Christmas mood
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