Showing posts with label Mini Reading Update. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mini Reading Update. Show all posts

Friday, November 06, 2015

Fiona Friday and brief updates on Nano and reading

This photo totally cracks me up. Isabel was comfortably resting on the back of a sofa cushion, all droopy and relaxed until the nitwit with the camera came along and disturbed her. But, she was too tired to do anything beyond opening her eyes and rolling her ears back.


My second favorite photo makesa it look like she's sinking into some sort of home furnishing quicksand. Can't you just picture a little thought bubble with the word "HELP" over her head?



In other news:

Oh, dear, someone has been a bad blogger. No Monday Malarkey, no Tuesday Twaddle. Not blogging  this week wasn't deliberate. I usually feel like chattering at the end of a day of writing, whether we're talking National Novel Writing Month or any regular day that involves the writing of fiction. But, this week . . . nope, just didn't happen. That was partly due to the shift from sunny and dry to stormy (migraine weather) but I also just happen to have felt like I'd done all the writing I could stand by the end of the day. Some days, I have continued to write till as late as 9:00 PM -- which makes me sound more productive than I have been. It's been slow going. I'm at just over 13,000 words, technically ahead of the curve but the writing has occasionally felt like pulling teeth. Some years are like that.

Reading update:

I've read quite a few books since I became a blogging slacker.


  • Five Children on the Western Front by Kate Saunders
  • Humans of New York: Stories by Brandon Stanton
  • The Tree by John Fowles
  • Sweet November by Aiken Morewood
  • Notorious RBG by Irin Carmon and Shana Knizhnick
  • Well Wished by Franny Billingsley (a reread for writing inspiration, since I'm writing fantasy)


I could have sworn I'd written about some of these at the blog, but I just flipped back to the main page and, nope, I must be thinking of the reviews I whipped out at Goodreads. In brief: I loved them all. More to come.

Read anything brilliant, lately?


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Thursday, October 22, 2015

Reading but not writing

I'm dragging, this week, so I'm just reading and don't feel like writing reviews. At the moment, I'm focusing on Illuminae by Jay Kristoff and Amie Kaufman.


I accidentally pre-ordered two copies of Illuminae. When I became aware of my mistake, I considered cancelling one of them but Kiddo enjoyed Kristoff's previous series and it sounded like my kind of book, so I decided to just leave it and give one to him. I'm glad I did. He whipped through Illuminae the night it came. I'm still just reading around 100 pages per night, maybe a bit more.

So, the morning after Kiddo finished, I asked him what he'd rate Illuminae on a scale of 1-10. His answer: "9.3".  I said, "What led you to take that 7/10 off?" and he told me, "Personal reasons." Spoilery reasons, apparently, but he reminded me that he rates very few books above a 7 or 8, so "It's all good."

Illuminae is a YA that takes place in the 26th century, about an illegal outer-space mining colony attacked by a competing corporation. The survivors need to get to a static wormhole to escape but it will take months and there are two things chasing them: a terrifying disease and an enemy ship. Gripping stuff.

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Friday, June 05, 2015

Fiona Friday: trapped kitty . . . and everything I haven't reviewed this year

First things first, your weekly kitty fix:


Fiona and I spent some time hanging out together in our home library when Someone Who Shall Remain Unnamed stuck a foot through our living room ceiling, this past weekend, causing unfathomable drifts of pink insulation to pile up on the living room floor. While Husband worked to patch the ceiling and tidy, Isabel was locked into the master bedroom and Fiona and I stayed in the library. They were both annoyed but eventually I carried Fi to the master bedroom, brought in food and water, and by the time we were freed some 5-6 hours post-disaster, I had a cat sleeping across my legs and a recent college grad snoring at the end of my bed. Isabel, who had continued pacing irritably, bolted.

On to books:

I may have already mentioned some of these when I managed to do end-of-month round-ups (which I screwed up and stopped doing) and I certainly talked about plenty while I was reading them; but, I keep looking at the list of books I never got around to reviewing and, frankly, it's stressing me out. So, I'm going to do a quick run-down of everything that doesn't have a link in my unpublished 2015 Books Read file.

Wonderstruck by Brian Selznick - The tale of a young boy and a young girl living in two different time periods. Both are deaf and the story, told mostly through Selznick's amazing illustrations, slowly reveals an unusual link between the two. Another lovely book from Selznick. I didn't find it as magical as The Invention of Hugo Cabret but I enjoyed it.

In the Loyal Mountains by Rick Bass - A collection of short stories that are so beautifully told I often wondered if they had really happened. I had to keep reminding myself I was reading fiction. The only thing I disliked about this collection of stories was that I felt they lacked a sense of completion. I wanted the endings all tied up nicely in a bow and they're not. The writing is stellar, though, and In the Loyal Mountains is worth hanging onto for a reread.

The Trip to Echo Spring: On Writers and Drinking by Olivia Laing - I bought and read Echo Spring for F2F discussion. Laing focuses on 6 alcoholic writers, some more familiar than others. Several destroyed their lives with alcohol, a couple were able to overcome their addictions. Woven into her search for understanding their destructive paths is the parallel tale of her own experience with an alcoholic. I found the book fascinating but was hoping for a broader perspective of the connection between addiction and the art of writing; so were most of the members of my F2F group. But, I enjoyed the reading.

The Third Twin by C. J. Omololu - A young adult book sent to me by a friend, The Third Twin is the fast-paced tale of teenage twins who take turns pretending to be someone they're not: an imaginary twin they've created, who is wilder and more daring than either of them. I can't recall but I think the name either twin uses when pretending is Alicia, so I'm going to run with that. Alicia's dates are beginning to turn up dead. Is one of the twins guilty? Have they managed to conjur someone real from their imaginations? Or, has someone found out about "Alicia" and taken over the identity? A quick read, not well-written but a page-turner. I wouldn't call it a great book because the writing was a little sloppy, but I chose to turn off my internal editor and just relish the surprising twists.

Evangeline by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - An epic poem that tells the tragic love story of Evangeline and Gabriel, Acadians who are sent from their Canadian home by the British. Evangeline spends years wandering America, seeking Gabriel, only to find him dying. I read an annotated version of Evangeline (which I plucked off the shelf when I was in the mood for a classic) and I think I would have had difficulty without that extra bit of help. I loved the language and savored the beauty of the story, even though it ends tragically. It's surprisingly moving and beautiful.

The Roosevelts: An Intimate History by Geoffrey C. Ward and Ken Burns - I watched part of the PBS production to which The Roosevelts is a companion and found it fascinating so I was excited when I found a copy of this oversized book at my local library branch. It is absolutely packed with photos and tells about the lives of Theodore, Franklin, and Eleanor Roosevelt and their families. It took me forever to read because I love old photographs and actually pulled out a magnifying glass to study the details of most of them. And, then, in the end the point of checking the book out was completely thrown out the window when I decided to buy my own copy. Oh, well. So much for trying to save money. It's worth owning, though, in my humble opinion.

Brutal Youth by Anthony Breznican - The one book that has continued to haunt me, this year. Peter, Noah and Lorelei are all outcasts who've moved to a private Catholic school hoping to improve their lives. Each has his or her own challenges at home; and, at school they must band together to deal with the bullies who are allowed to cause them grief because bullying/hazing has become a school tradition. A darkly comic tale that honestly exposes how the adults can cause just as much trouble as the students through dishonestly, violence, the choice to ignore bad behavior, and playing favorites -- and how sometimes trying too hard to become popular backfires. I'm planning to reread Brutal Youth, soon.

Reasons to Stay Alive by Matt Haig - Matt Haig is one of my favorite people in the Twitter world and a fairly new addition to my list of favorite authors. He's outspoken about depression and how we stigmatize people with mental illness. In Reasons to Stay Alive, he describes his own experience with despair and how he's found ways to keep himself going, even in the darkest times. While his experience is vastly different from my own, there were moments that I thought, "Yes, this!" and "Exactly!" An important book. Even if you've never been depressed, it may help you to understand and deal with the people you encounter who experience depression, anxiety, and/or suicidal thoughts.

The Great Depression and WWII: 1929-1949 by George E. Stanley - An unfortunately slim book -- really almost a booklet, it's so small -- containing brief descriptions, photos and excerpts from primary sources. I bought this to supplement my reading about the Great Depression, in particular, and was disappointed. And, yet, I did learn a few new things. I considered returning the book but decided there was enough useful material to hang onto it as a reference.

Children of the Great Depression by Russell Freedman - An excellent children's book about the Great Depression by the author of the Newbery-winning Lincoln: A Photobiography. Packed with excellent photos and references, as well as some wonderful photographs. When I finished reading Children of the Great Depression, I realized I might as well have sent back the Stanley book because the references in Freedman's book were far better. Live and learn.

For the Term of His Natural Life by Marcus Clarke - An Australian classic that tells the story of a young aristocrat named Richard Devine. When Devine's father finds out his wife was unfaithful and disowns Richard, the disgraced former heir leaves his father's house and comes across a murdered man. Accused of the man's murder, he changes his name to Rufus Dawes and is tried, convicted and transported to Australia, where he experiences a number of hardships and adventures while totally unaware that his father died before managing to change the will. By far the most exciting, gripping, captivating story I've read, this year.

Ten Days in a Mad-House by Nellie Bly - I was surprised how short this classic work of journalism is. Nellie Bly was a young journalist who was asked if she'd be willing to fake madness to get herself committed, specifically so she could write about the conditions at a New York asylum. She succeeded and found that women were being treated so cruelly that even those who were quite normal when committed often went crazy from mistreatment. A hard read and not quite what I expected but fascinating.

Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare - This was my third or fourth reading of Romeo and Juliet but it's been ages since the junior high lit reading and I've never read a version that was annotated. It was eye-opening. I had no idea how dirty the story is and it clarified the relationships between characters as well as the insanity of their behavior. So much rude humor. I still love it for particular bits of dialogue but I really wanted to whack the characters on the noggin.

There's a Trick with a Knife I'm Learning to Do by Michael Ondaatje - A volume of poetry with 15 years' worth of Ondaatje's work and by far the most fascinating volume I've read, this year. Sometimes his poetry is completely baffling, with phrases that crash into each other, a lack of punctuation . . . kind of a drunken feel to the writing. At other times, it's lucid and visceral enough to make you either laugh or cry or just make your skin crawl. An amazing collection.

Nine Horses by Billy Collins - There was a hangover effect from the Ondaatje that diminished the effect of Nine Horses. I usually love Billy Collins but his writing is predictable and sometimes a bit fussy. The wildness of Ondaatje made the switch to Collins feel like a strange plummet into a 10-foot pile of pillows. Having said that, once I got over the lasting shadow of Ondaatje, I enjoyed Nine Horses and was surprised to find that one of my favorite Collins poems was in this volume.

How Penguin Says "Please" and How Tiger Says "Thank You" by A. Samoun and S. Watts - Two children's board books that contain the quoted word(s) in 8 different languages. I've meant to photograph the interiors but I admit that I found the pronunciation of some of the languages so baffling to read that I had to listen to them online. That made me hesitate. I wasn't sure whether I actually liked the books because some of the languages (Russian, Egyptian, Chinese) are so difficult. But, as a child I loved knowing how to count to 10 in a half-dozen different languages and they're a nice introduction to language for small children, even if not the lmost familar to Americans.

Ally-saurus and the First Day of School by Richard Torrey - It's only been a couple weeks since I read Ally-saurus and I still plan to review it but for the sake of catch-up I'll just tell you that it's imaginative and I loved it. More to come.

Too Loud a Solitude by Bohumil Hrabal - A Czech classic about a man who spends his day compacting paper and rescuing books from the jaws of his machine. Definitely a book for lovers of words, Too Loud a Solitude is impressively bizarre and unique. It's also pretty grim but oddly satisfying. At times, it turns the stomach (when he must compact bloody paper covered with flies from a butchery and entire families of mice go into the compactor along with the paper they've burrowed inside) but there's just something marvelously perfect about Too Loud a Solitude.

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Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Back with a bit of Tuesday Twaddle



Hello!  I'm back!  Did you miss me?  We were on vacation in London, England, and it turned out I couldn't do what I expected to be able to do using husband's laptop, so I decided it would be best not to bother with an awkward computer situation and just enjoy the time away.  I will do my best to catch up on reviews, ASAP, but it might take me a few days to get back to normal.  We just returned yesterday.

I read 3 books while we were in London:

The English: A Field Guide by Matt Rudd - NF title about the English and their habits, which I purchased when I realized I didn't have any reading material for the train ride to Dover (where we saw the White Cliffs -- woot!).  

A Certain Summer by Patricia Beard - A review book from Simon & Schuster set a few years after WWII on an island off the coast of New York.  

The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald - Another book that I purchased when I got stuck without reading material, this time in Uxbridge after visiting the Battle of Britain Bunker.  

And a few books arrived at the house:

Instructions for a Heatwave by Maggie O'Farrell - from Knopf for review
Astor Place Vintage by Stephanie Lehmann - from Simon & Schuster for review
LoterĂ­a by Mario Alberto Zambrano - from Harper for review
The Paris Architect by Charles Belfoure - from Sourcebooks for review
The Girls of Atomic City by Denise Kiernan - from Touchstone for review

I bought plenty of books in England, as well, and since only one of the books I read was a review book and I'm currently reading yet another purchase I've thrown myself behind on the ARCs and will have to call a halt to accepting ARCs, again.  It never ceases to amaze me how the greed monster comes out when interesting books are on offer.  Time to get a grip on that little devil and just read, read, read what I've got. The bookstores in London seem awfully healthy, by the way, although I did see plenty of people reading e-books rather than physical books on this vacation.  


We flew on Memorial Day, which turned out to be unique in a couple of regards.  For one thing, we ended up flying back to Atlanta with Amy Grant and her band.  They'd played at a concert in Sussex.  Wish I'd aged as well as she has!  And, when we arrived in Atlanta, we ended up in the midst of a TSA drill.  They get irritable if you wiggle after they've told you to "freeze", haha.  I froze.  I am very well-behaved.  I think a couple people at the back of the line didn't hear the order to freeze, poor things.  

I've added a link to the NIV Devotional Bible sneak peek to my review post and hope to get that kitty book reviewed quickly.  But, quickly might be a little slower than it sounds.  I'm dragging, here.  Hope everyone had a fabulous week!

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Monday, July 02, 2012

Monday Malarkey - Our lives in boxes and a mini-review of Robopocalypse by Daniel H. Wilson


This is a terrible photo but I thought it was just so darned cute. Fiona is in a box full of flattened boxes, in the photo above. She thinks it's her throne-slash-scratching-pad-deluxe.

I'm spending most of my days packing, now, but the usual things are still happening. I'm reading, of course, just sloooowly. After last week's Children's Day fun (reading four books in a single day with breaks to write about them is like permission to regress: awesome), I finished one book over the weekend. We'll get to that in a minute because, speaking of Children's Day, look at this very cool photo of a soldier reading I Need My Monster to his child via Skype! I Need My Monster was my favorite of the books I reviewed, last week.

Back to the book I finished over the weekend:

Robopocalypse by Daniel H. Wilson is so action-packed that it's clear why the movie rights were sold before the book had even been released (to be directed by Steven Spielberg). The story of a worldwide robot war told in retrospect and how the humans overcame the odds, Robopocalypse is narrated by one of the people who went on a mission to save the world from the evil computer Archos. By narrated, I mean the same person introduces each chapter and occasionally a chapter is written from his perspective, but it's also told using the voices of several characters who survived the robot wars as well as presumed viewpoints of some of the dead whose accounts can be described using CCTV footage and overheard witness accounts. The viewpoints alternate.

While flawed in the sense that most of the chapters begin as a past-tense personal account and then shift to first-person present narrative (which means many of the chapters sound like they've been written by the same person, with only vague differences in style), I was in need of a fast-paced read and Robopocalypse perfectly fit the bill. My only big complaint was the strong rural accents of many of the Oklahomans.

I mentioned that I was perplexed by the hick accents in Robopocalypse on Twitter and the author responded that perhaps I wouldn't be baffled if I'd grown up where he did. I told him where I'm from (just outside the Osage Nation, where the Oklahoma scenes take place) and I think he was a little stunned. My hometown was, however, heavily populated by people who were transferred in from the Midwest, at least during my youth, and strong rural accents were rare. Even amongst those I'd encountered, I don't think I came across anything quite so dramatic. The author told me he's from Tulsa "with a heavy dollop of Wagoner and Sallisaw," and, "I was channeling my own grandfather's voice through Lonnie Wayne." So, basically, I had called his grandfather a hick. Not that we don't have a few hicks in our extended family, but I need to learn to screen my tweets better.

At any rate, I still wish the author hadn't chosen to give a major character and quite a few others that heavy rural accent. I'm often frustrated by the way Oklahomans are portrayed (generally with a strong redneck bent, particularly in cinema) when most of the people I've encountered in Oklahoma have a soft Southern accent, at best, (think James Garner) and often a non-accent akin to that in the Midwest -- close to dictionary pronunciation. But, the book is great entertainment. I just tried to barrel through the heavily-accented scenes.

What I found most impressive was the technical aspect of the book. The author has degrees from the University of Tulsa and Carnegie Mellon in robotics (which I assume means he's a mechanical engineer; my sis-in-law, a mechanical engineer, did some robotics work in school). I always love reading a book written by an engineer because I'm comfortable with the way engineers speak. Also, Mathilda is an awesome character.

The movie is, unfortunately, going to be entirely filmed in Montreal, Canada. I was really hoping at least the Utica Square Mall scene would be filmed in Tulsa. It's scheduled for release in 2014. The book is pretty violent but it's about war so you have to expect that. I'd anticipate a lot of blood and screaming in the movie.

Books that walked in, this past week:

  • The Stars Shine Bright by Sibella Giorello - I keep swearing I'm not going to do any more tours but I love Sibella Giorello's mystery series so I signed up for a tour. The book just arrived from Thomas Nelson.
  • This Year You Write Your Novel by Walter Mosley - purchased at Off Square Books in Oxford, MS on Saturday (where we dashed up to look at an apartment for Kiddo).
  • Enemy Women by Paulette Jiles - freebie from Off Square Books, where they let you pick one of their old ARCs to take home with a $10 purchase.
  • Kaytek the Wizard by Janusz Korczak - Unsolicited book from Penlight Publications, for review.

And, that leads to what I'm currently reading:

I have some other in-progress books set aside but right now my focus is on two of the new arrivals. This Year You Write Your Novel is just 103 pages and I'm on about page 50-something. It's a very succinct book about what's important to know if you want to write a novel in a year, starting right now. It's extremely informative and nicely boils down the bare bones necessary to writing. Also, Mosley is superb at giving you a verbal kick in the pants. I'm enjoying This Year You Write Your Novel. I've completed several novels but haven't written fiction regularly in years so it's providing an excellent refresher course.

Kaytek the Wizard has a Harry-Potterish cover but it was written in 1933 and is quite different from today's fantasy novels. Kaytek is a young boy who wants to become a wizard and by concentrating on what he wants to happen, eventually succeeds. But, he's young and impulsive and most of his spell-casting causes chaos. Will Kaytek learn to control his powers and use them only for good?

I'm close to halfway into Kaytek the Wizard. I was intrigued when I read about the author, who ran an orphanage and chose to accompany his orphans to Treblinka concentration camp, where he died with them during WWII. Also, it was kind of cool to get a parcel with stickers saying it had originated in Jerusalem. Kaytek doesn't have the advantage of a handy school for wizards, but occasionally he'll get a helping hand (or a swift kick) from some invisible source.

Last but not least is an Izzy photo. Imagine wider eyes and the ears completely flat against her head (sheer terror, in other words) and you'll know what I see when I plop her post-medicine kitty treats into a bowl. Isabel is so smart that I have to change where I dose her and how, constantly. Otherwise, I'd never be able to catch her. She pretty much spit her entire morning dose onto my hand, today, so she'll be wrapped in a towel for tonight's medicine. Wrapping her up gives me just a tad more control.

Okay, back to packing. My life is just a series of bags and boxes, right now. What kind of malarkey is going on in your world?

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Monday, June 25, 2012

Monday Malarkey - a little late in the day but who's counting?

Wow, are we busy bees, around here. I have finally begun seriously packing with around two weeks till closing on our new house. We've been having fun wandering the hardware store aisles and furniture stores, looking at lighting and tile, paint colors and furniture swatches (because we don't actually own a sofa and Kiddo will be taking the futon in the fall) and ladders (because the ceilings are higher and the roof is steeper than that of our current home).

The de-pinking of our possible-maybe future library will be high on the agenda:

Even the interior of the closet is pink.

I finished one book, this weekend. I'm thrilled! And, speaking of thrills . . . it just happens to be a British thriller that has been sitting on a shelf for several years:

Soft Target by Stephen Leather is one of many books in a series about undercover cop Dan Shepherd, but it stands alone just fine. While posing as a hitman to prevent not one but two attempted murders, Shepherd must also deal with trying to find an au pair to care for his son. Add to that a second undercover job trying to catch two dirty cops who have stolen from drug dealers, two possible terrorist threats and one store robbery and there is a lot of action packed into Soft Target's 520 pages. While some of the strands of this novel were predictable, I didn't think it mattered. I was having too much fun.

Which leads to the shocking revelation that I found a few future releases so irresistible that I went on a minor requesting binge. I'll pay penance by trying to fill up my donation bags faster. Fortunately, they're all September releases.

Everything that walked in, this past week:
  • Visiting Tom: A Man, a Highway, and the Road to Roughneck Grace by Michael Perry - from Harper for review
  • The Orchardist by Amanda Coplin - from Harper for review
  • The Mirrored World by Debra Dean - from Harper for review
  • Plague: A Gone Novel by Michael Grant - from Paperback Swap
  • A Place Beyond Courage by Elizabeth Chadwick - from Sourcebooks for review
  • Miss Buncle's Book by D. E. Stevenson - from Sourcebooks for review
  • A River Runs Through It and Other Stories by Norman Maclean - gift from Book Club Care. Thanks, Carrie!
My sidebar is getting embarrassing. I'm still reading Johnson's Life of London by Boris Johnson (whose hair I will happily cut in tidy layers, if he wants me to pop over to London . . . any time, Mr. Mayor), but I'm still craving fiction and it really needs to be fairly fast-paced to keep my attention. I haven't touched Learned Optimism in at least 3 weeks. I still plan to finish it; I just can't get excited about it, right now. I'm feeling awfully optimistic with a new house and loads of DIY projects in my future, after all.

After finishing Soft Target, I discovered I have 3 fiction ARCs remaining and I chose to begin reading Marsha Altman's latest Darcy book, The Knights of Derbyshire. So far, so good.

Then, Isabel decided to bring me a purple mouse in the middle of the night and when she jumped onto the bed for a head rub of praise, she managed to pull me out of a tremendously cool dream in which our new house was a former bookstore with built-in shelves on all the walls and an unfinished loft. I couldn't get back to sleep, so I started reading Robopocalypse by Daniel H. Wilson. Perfect for my mood! Plus, there is a nice robot/human fight-scene chapter that takes place at a fictional store in Tulsa's Utica Square Mall, a place I know well and enjoyed visiting fictionally, even if it was a bit of a violent experience.

Tomorrow, we will be knocked off the internet. AT&T was sending us threatening missives. Call us about your upgrade to U-Verse or we will kill your internet and phone service! Fine, fine. Geez, some corporations are so severe. They need to take a major chill pill. We're getting upgraded, tomorrow. And, then when we've finished our pre-move painting and shifted to the new house, we shall ditch them. Mwah-ha. Take that, AT&T.

Since I've begun packing and this move is going to take for-freaking-ever, I'm likely going to limit my book reviews to weekly Monday Malarkey updates and the odd mini review, for a while. They're probably more palatable, anyway. I tend to go overboard when I get serious about "reviewing". I'll try to keep doing Wahoo! Wednesday posts and Fiona Fridays, if possible. And, I have decided this Thursday will be my Children's Day - 4 reviews, all picture books for preschoolers. Please pardon my limited ability to visit other blogs, for a while.

I'm getting over it:

You know how I've been slightly mourning the idea of leaving behind the things that I love about this house, like the gorgeous bathroom tile and the totally-me kitchen updates? I'm getting over the clingy stage, already. I'm having so much fun planning changes in the new house (after painting, the #1 project will involve brightening up a tiny water closet -- just a toilet in a claustrophobia-inducing, closet-sized space -- with tile and mirrors and whatnot) that what I'm leaving behind isn't even entering my mind, anymore. Wahoo for that.

Okay, off to bed. Those middle-of-the-night cat wake-up calls are killers. Happy new week!

Still-very-cheerful Bookfool

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Monday, May 14, 2012

Monday Malarkey, including a writing workshop, reading update and fancy pants

First the fancy pants:

I saw a cat photo that was similar to this and thought it was so cute that I snapped a shot of Isabel's fancy pants. I hope she doesn't mind if I share with the world.

The writing workshop:

Simon Van Booy is teaching a writing workshop in the Berkshires of New Hampshire in June. For details, click on that first sentence (which leads to his website) or Download the PDF. I am, of course, a huge admirer of Simon, both as a writer and a person. If I could attend, I would. I had fun fiddling with that photo of Simon, taken at his reading in the Boston Public Library in 2011.

And, the reading update:

I have been fairly quiet because I haven't had the urge to write, since Kiddo returned home; and, last week I had Rebellious Reading Brain. None of my ARCs were appealing to me. So, I took a break from the ARC stack to read the following:

Pure by Julianna Baggott - I put Pure on my wish list a couple months before it was published, after reading about the bidding war over the manuscript and the early sale of movie rights to the book, then my friend Tammy sent me her copy. Thank you, Tammy! Pure was just what I needed -- a wildly original combination of post-apocalyptic and dystopian reading, the first in a trilogy. It's very dark, but I liked the fact that even the "Pures" in the dome are living in a dystopian world, although the "wretches" outside think life in the dome must be perfect.

Tammy and I had a really fun discussion about Pure. We both detected different themes. Tammy noticed a WWII influence (the Detonations, based on the aftermath of Hiroshima and the attempt to create a superior race) and I thought the author was making a statement about today's America (pre-Detonation, the red-flag-waving Pures were diluting women's rights, for example). I'm tempted to reread Pure and highlight the parts I thought related to our current society because I rushed through the book so quickly that I didn't mark a thing.

Two Wars by Nate Self - The memoir of an Army Ranger whose chinook was hit by an RPG during a mission to recover a man who fell out of a helicopter in Afghanistan, told in the usual fashion. First a prologue teaser scene as Self and the other Rangers are shot down, then all the way back to why the author joined the Army, his training at West Point, romance and marriage, early Army postings, the crash and firefight, then the aftermath.

Two Wars is a Tyndale book and therefore has a Christian bent, which I liked. The training part was a bit slow, I thought, but I was never tempted to put it down. I wanted to read about the crash and I'm used to the slow build-up in a war book. Huzzybuns is also reading this book and I enjoyed talking to him about it as I was reading. The only real let-down was the PTSD section. The author really didn't go into much detail about his post-traumatic stress experience. The crash and firefight are extremely gripping.

The London Eye Mystery by Siobhan Dowd - I think this one is a middle reader, although Amazon says it's for ages 8 and up and I can never remember exactly what a "middle reader" is. Salim is visiting his cousins in London and goes for a ride on the London Eye. When the ride ends and Salim doesn't get off, cousins Ted and Kat decide to investigate his disappearance.

I've had The London Eye Mystery on my wish list for a couple years and just finally got a copy on Saturday. I gobbled it down on Sunday before we left the house to see The Avengers and have loaned it to my son's girlfriend. What makes The London Eye Mystery really special is the fact that Ted is autistic and the way he functions makes it easier for him to see clues that the adults have overlooked. A very satisfying little mystery that's ingenious and very entertaining. Autism is never mentioned specifically, but Ted does comment that Einstein may have had the same condition.

I also read half of The Queen: A Life in Brief by Robert Lacey, last night, and will likely finish that up, today. The good news is that it's one from the ARC stacks. Hopefully, I've exited my ARC-resistant phase. The Queen is about Queen Elizabeth II and the author apparently apparently writes only about royals. It's distilled from two of his larger works about Queen Elizabeth, a small bite of a book written especially for her Diamond Jubilee year and it's a pretty breezy read.

In other news:

I still am finding that I don't feel much like sitting at the computer to write, so posting may be a little sporadic, although I hope not. I have several reviews to catch up on. I'm going to skip writing full reviews of Pure, The London Eye Mystery and Two Wars.

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Sunday, July 17, 2011

Sunday Jumble Pie - Mostly a reading update

It's kind of a lazy Sunday, here. I made the mistake of reading a few pages of One Second After, a post-apocalyptic novel by William R. Forstchen, when it arrived in the mail from PBS, yesterday. Couldn't put it down. I just finished reading it, early this afternoon. The apocalypse, as it were, is a result of EMP (Electromagnetic Pulse) caused by the detonation of nuclear bombs high in the atmosphere above the U.S. EMP causes electronics to short out unless they're "hardened" in advance, so the entire United States loses electricity, cell and land-line phone service, cars and planes cease to function and crash or roll to a stop, medical equipment and even back-up generators fail, etc.

I thought the idea was great but the execution was disappointing. One Second After simply was not a well-written book. Many of the adult characters peppered their dialogue with swear words -- and they all used them in the same manner. So, they didn't necessarily sound distinctive. There were also some major grammatical errors which, at first, I thought were an attempt at portraying a particular dialect. But, those errors were consistent across characters. Specifically, the author had his characters saying "would of" rather than "would have" or "would've". Boy, was that irritating.

Still, One Second After was interesting for the perspective and I always enjoy reading post-apocalyptic books because they're thought-provoking. Everyone who writes about a world after an apocalypse chooses a different focus and Forstchen examined things I might not have considered, such as how quickly many of our pharmaceutically-dependent population would die or go nuts, now that so many people are kept artificially healthy -- both physically and mentally -- with medication. I thought that was rather fascinating. And, the whole EMP concept? It's apparently feasible and certainly terrifying. It makes you want to read up on survival skills, how to successfully live an old-fashioned, pre-technology lifestyle and forage for food, etc.

Not a great book, not awful. I was surprised to find that the author has published 40 books; One Second After certainly could have used a lot more tightening. I'm not going to write a formal review -- this is it, kids.

Otherwise, I haven't made much progress on any of the books in my sidebar. I'm about 2/3 of the way through Amazing & Extraordinary Facts: Great Britain and enjoying it immensely. It's one of those books that you read in short bites so it may take me another week or so to finish, but I feel like I've learned a lot of interesting little tidbits. I got a kick out of the fact that baked beans were originally brought to Great Britain by Fortnum & Mason as an exotic (and overpriced) American import. Americans will probably laugh at the idea of anything by Heinz being billed as "exotic".

I started The Help and was totally in love by page
3, but haven't progressed past the first chapter in spite of that. Hopefully, I'll get back to that, soon. It's one of those books that I've avoided because of the hype, so I was really pleased when I started reading and found out it is, in fact, a very special kind of storytelling and not just another book set in the Deep South. I'm really not a big fan of Southern Lit, simply because I don't consider reading about the area in which I live escapist enough and I am definitely into escapism. But, I know already that I'm going to love The Help because of the writing and the genuine Southerness.

The Beekeeper's Lament is another book I'm reading rather slowly and finding fascinating. I knew we had a big die-off of European honeybees, a while back (the book says there was a big die-off in 2005, but there were previous bee plagues of unknown origin and I thought the big die-off was earlier; I do remember a year without
bees). I thought they were rebounding, so it really shocked me to find out that there are no longer any naturally-existing European honeybees in the continental United States. All the remaining bees are kept by beekeepers.

Really? That is kind of horrifying. At this point, our food supply is largely reliant upon beekeepers who truck their bees from farm to farm in order to help farmers with pollination. But, they still have large, mysterious die-offs that occur on a regular basis with no explanation. Imagine what would happen if we no longer had bees around at all. Scary.


Agonizing Love just arrived a few days ago and it's another one of those
books that I made the mistake of immediately opening. It's a book about romance comics, a type of comic books that were only popular for a handful of years. There's not all that much text but the author makes it clear that the book is more a celebration of romance comics and a sampling of them than a definitive text. In other words, you get a fun peek into a really dramatic style of old-fashioned graphic storytelling along with a little description by the author. Agonizing Love is a bit of a hoot. I'll tell you more about it when I finish.

Other books besides Agonizing Love and One Second After that have arrived, recently:

In the Heat of the Bite by Lydia Dare - from my friend, Melissa
Pillow Talk by Freya North - from Sourcebooks for a book chat
Jamie Durie's The Outdoor Room - from HarperCollins for review

That's all I can think of to chat about, so here's another London photo. On one brilliant, sunny day when my feet were weary, I sat on the little stretch of grass in front of the National Gallery at Trafalgar Square, eating a cheese & onion sandwich and watching the crowd while husband dashed off to fetch theatre tickets to Les Miserables. I was a little envious of the juicy strawberries those fellows in front of me thought to buy. Tired bodies love fruit.


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Monday, July 11, 2011

Reading update and some other nonsense

This is going to be one of those rambling posts because I'm in kind of a bummery mood. I think the heat is getting to me. We'll start with the cuteness and move on to reading. This was so wrong of me. The cats are not allowed on the piano, lest their little claws inadvertently scratch the fine wood and my mother return to haunt me, but Isabel looked so cute that I had to snap some photos before making her get down:

My mother paid for this piano by working as an Avon rep, way back in the Seventies. I used to go along with her for her orders and deliveries, now and then, and although I was small I recall my favorite of her customers was the one with the talking parrot.

Reading update:

I woke up at 5AM on Saturday morning (not by choice -- I'd already stayed up rather a bit later than I should have) and finished reading Simon Van Booy's book, Everything Beautiful Began After. Be patient with me. It's so compelling and such a great story that even though I had the urge to mark practically every other line, I was too immersed to bother. So, I'm going to reread it -- probably next week -- before I review.

But, a few words about Everything Beautiful Began After: It seems to be a love triangle, at first, and it begins a little slowly. Apart from the beauty of his writing, you may even be tempted to think it's not going to be anything special. And, then Simon yanks the rug out from you and turns the story on its head. Suddenly, what you thought was a love triangle becomes a story of grief and hope. It's almost a tapestry -- about love and death and friendship, the fleeting nature of life and how much every single moment counts. Everything Beautiful Began After is awe-inspiring, uplifting, authentic, hopeful, beautiful. It's everything I hoped Simon's first novel would be. Prepare to have your heart broken and then put back together with sparkles and rainbows. Everything Beautiful Began After is a book you simply must read.

Onward . . .

After I closed Simon's book, I gave myself a day to ponder and then decided there was absolutely no way any book could hold a candle to EBBA, so I chose something so completely opposite and fast-paced that I wouldn't end up constantly comparing. My next read was a YA sci-fi, Gone by Michael Grant. In Gone, there are disappearing adults, a strange dome-like enclosure over town, talking coyotes and other strange animal mutations, kids with special powers. It's a little bit Stephen King, a little bit William Golding. The way the children react to the absence of adults hints at Lord of the Flies and, of course, you can't help thinking about King's Under the Dome, although I haven't yet gotten around to reading Under the Dome and, therefore, can't compare.

I finished Gone, last night, and I have a copy of the next book in the series but obligations will keep me from reading it for a while. Instead, I've moved on to a tour book, Face to Face with God by Jim Maxim, and Shadow of a Quarter Moon by Eileen Clymer Schwhab. I'll add both to my sidebar in a bit.

Just walked in the door:

Hunting Unicorns by Bella Pollen - I loved The Summer of the Bear so much that I promptly ordered another of her books. I won't get to it for a while, but that's only if I behave myself. It's very tempting.

My sidebar has just continued to become more intimidating, so I'm going to attempt to start tackling reviews in whatever manner I can, this week. Hopefully, my exercise class won't hit me quite as hard as it did last week, but I will tell you this . . . Two of the girls in my class just finished "Boot Camp," another exercise regime that's known to be quite tough. They told me the class we're attending,"The Next Level," is harder. Goodness.

Might as well end with a photo from our vacation. This picture was taken on our trip west to Exmoor:

We had the option of paying a couple pounds to take a scenic byway or taking a free road. We chose the scenic byway. At times you could see thousand-foot plummets to the sea, at other times it appeared that Robin Hood was likely to come bounding out of the forest. Definitely a detour worth taking, but not for the faint of heart.


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Tuesday, December 07, 2010

Izzy's Turn and a Reading Update

I am a busy girl, today, so I'm giving Izzy a turn to bury you in an avalanche of cute and then I'll give you a quick update on what I'm reading. Isabel is an avid tunneler and wrapped herself in both the green towel and brown blanket shown below.

You know what I'm reading just by looking in the sidebar, but let me tell you a bit about how far I've gotten and whether or not I'm enjoying the reading. Short version: "Of course I'm enjoying the reading of all of them or I'd ditch them -- I do that, you know."

Voice of America by E. C. Osundu - A book of short stories set in Africa, they're . . . well, kind of whiny. I'm finding it fascinating that I will quickly ditch whiny/desperate/hopeless stories set in the U.S. and yet I'm fine with "whiny in a foreign land where life is justifiably worth a great deal of complaint." I'm about halfway through this one.

Christmas 1945 by Matthew Litt (history) - I've learned some fascinating little tidbits about the WWII years from this book -- how Americans refrained from lighting Christmas trees to save energy for the war effort, for example -- but I unaccountably set this one aside for quite a while. I've just started reading, again, and I'm not far into the book but I'm loving it.

The Shifter by Janice Hardy (fantasy/YA) - I just started reading The Shifter, which is about a young girl who can heal one person and shift the injury/illness to another, this morning. I'm only on chapter 3. This book sucked me right in and I have a feeling it will be a very fast read.

Pemberley Ranch by Jack Caldwell (historical fiction) - You're going to think this is so weird because . . . well, it is. The beginning of this book takes place in Vicksburg, Mississippi (um, here) in 1863 and I had trouble figuring out where the action occurred. I couldn't bear to read on till I had that figured out, so I asked my husband. He told me where the Texas redan was located and now I "get it" and can read on. It was a weird reason to stop because I'm pretty sure the rest of the book takes place in Texas, not Mississippi. At any rate, I'm going to focus on this one, tonight.

Gunslinger by Ed Gorman (Western) - I'm not a Western reader, in general and I'm hard-pressed to figure out how I ended up with this book but I think maybe, just maybe I bought it as a closeout when the bookstore in which I used to work closed and the boss moved the store to Florida. It was on my son's shelf and he put it in the "get rid of" pile, but the book is so shiny and pretty and SHORT that I figured I could whip through it before passing it on. I've read one story, which was set during the Civil War, and it was surprisingly good.

The Mental Floss History of the United States by Eric Sass (history) - This book has very short sections and is perfect for reading in short bursts, and I've been reading it just that way. I'm about 84 pages in and it's shocking me! The lies they told us in history class!! Oh, oh, oh. Also, I'm having an awful lot of fun with the reading. Eric Sass has a terrific sense of humor.

6 books at one time -- that seems like a bit much, doesn't it? I need another readathon day, but I'm going to also require a housekeeping fairy if that's ever going to happen. There's that Christmas thing to consider, you know. We're still pondering. Tree? No tree? Tree somehow tied to ceiling and bolted to wall? It's a dilemma when you have one kitten and one kitten-at-heart who routinely rock their 6-foot kitty tree whilst playing chase-up-and-down.

Happy Tuesday!

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Sunday Mississippi Mud Pie - Sort of a messy thing, actually

I'd take a photo of the Mississippi mud pie in my fridge but it's half-eaten and kind of gooey-looking, so you get the closest thing I could find:


Just try looking for images of that stuff. No two seem to look alike. Wild.

So . . . how on earth does Mississippi mud pie relate to reading? Well . . . maybe not so much reading as life. It's been a messy couple of weeks for us. But, first, let's talk books.

I've fallen way behind on reviews and DNF posts, lately, and I love the way Brittanie regularly updates her blog with a list of books she's read but still needs to review, etc. Hopefully, she won't mind if I do something similar.

Recently abandoned:

The Postmistress by Sarah Blake

Chosen: The Lost Diaries of Queen Esther by Ginger Garrett

Live Big!: 10 Life Coaching Tips for Living Large, Passionate Dreams by Katie Brazelton

Do not ask me why the spacing gods have messed with this section -- I just don't get it. I will write separate DNF posts on these three books, primarily because one is a tour book and if I write a post with an even number of book reviews, it'll throw off your inner balance. I wouldn't want to do that to you. No, no. Not me. Not ever.

Finished and need to review:

The House With a Clock in Its Walls by John Bellairs
The Founding by Cynthia Harrod-Eagles
She's So Dead to Us by Kieran Scott (I'll review this one at the first of May)
I'll Mature When I'm Dead by Dave BarBoldry (also a May release)
Storylines by Croft & Pilavachi
Rumor Has It by Jill Mansell
Winging It by Jenny Gardiner
College in a Nutskull by Anders Hendriksson

Wow, that's a big list. Very seldom do I fall more than 2 book reviews behind, so that kind of shows you how crazy my life has been, lately. I'll do my best to catch up. Remind me to work on brevity. That should help.

Currently reading:

The Lunatic Express by Carl Hoffman - I am really enjoying this book! It's a travelogue written by a man who regularly works as a travel writer. After mulling what he could do to shake himself out a mid-life crisis, he decided to visit places where people use really dangerous modes of transportation because they have no choice in order to experience travel the way most of the world does it -- not for fun, but by necessity. I love to read about people doing things I'm too chicken to attempt, myself.

Dead End Gene Pool by Wendy Burden - I took this out of the sidebar because I'm focusing on The Lunatic Express and realized I don't need to have Dead-End Gene Pool finished till mid-May (oops, calendar faux pas). Whenever I get the chance, though, I will continue to pick it up and read a little. Another memoir, this time by a descendant of the Vanderbilts with a great sense of humor.

The Secret Lives of People in Love by Simon Van Booy - Yes, again! 4th time. I will tease you a bit, here. I picked up The Secret Lives of People in Love and began reading it after finishing a book that made me very, very angry. I knew Simon would help me recover, so to speak. I'll be reviewing the unnamed book, this week (don't want you to just see "angry" with "Bookfool" and a title, without an explanation included).

I've had to spend some time pondering how to review the unnamed book without jumping all over the author because I just don't think any author deserves the full force of my wrath -- and, I'm sure there are people who would enjoy reading the book. But, when I closed it, I was so upset that I couldn't think of a single positive thing to say. Former blogger Kookie has helped me to gain some perspective. The review will be generally negative but I'll mention who I think might enjoy it. Simon's writing, of course, has also helped me to calm down and see reason (and think of soothing things like rolling hills with sheep).

About to start reading:

Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green and David Levithan - for a buddy review with Kailana! John Green!!! Buddy review!!! Squeeeee!

Just purchased:

Eyes Like Stars by Lisa Mantchev - because I felt like it.

And, why has Bookfool's life been like a Mississippi Mud Pie?

Everything in this blankety-blank house seems to be breaking. First, the dryer kicked the bucket -- abruptly, so that we had no warning and were left without a dryer for two weeks. Our gorgeous, cherry-red dryer arrived and we began washing . . . and the pipes started to back up. So, we've literally had to stand beside the washer and turn it off when the glug-glug noise begins and the water starts bubbling up. So far, husband has attempted three different pipe-clearing options. And, the washer has also been kind of acting funny so we're not sure but there may have to be a cherry-red washer in our future. What the heck. It's just money. Who needs to eat? Oh, and did I mention that we were in the process of repainting the kitchen to prepare for reflooring it (because the last flooring was a disaster) when the dryer sidelined us? And, the garbage disposal seems to have a broken tooth? [silent scream]

Whining ceases, here.

Enough about my life. I will try very diligently to remain focused, get some reviews and DNF posts written and not weigh you down with my whining for the rest of the week. Slap me down if I fail, please. Hope everyone has had a great weekend!!!! I mean it!!! Tell me what's wonderful in your life. I could use an upper.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

In the sidebar and an award

I've just made a shocking discovery. Two depressing reads in a row = 1 Too Many for me. Actually . . . not shocking at all. I'm terribly moody. So, it was probably a really bad idea to pick up The Unit and start reading, again, after Scared. Wait! Tomorrow you'll hear about Scared; I'll be posting the sneak peek and a review, assuming Blogger doesn't pull the plug on me before I get all my ducks lined up in a row.

Oh, to heck with holding back. Scared is about a man who takes a prize-winning photo in Africa and then wins an award and has to live with the haunting image, the trauma of what he's witnessed, the loss of a friend and the knowledge that he took pictures but did nothing to help. Years later, he is sent back to Africa on assignment. This time he meets a beautiful little girl and cannot simply stand by and watch her starve. It's based at least in part on the photographer Kevin Carter, who took this picture of a dying girl with a vulture behind her (page down past the header), won a Pulitzer Prize, and then committed suicide. If Oprah doesn't hear about this one, I think I'll try to call her myself. Scared needs and deserves attention. Someone call Oprah!!

In fact, you are going to be hard-pressed to shut me up about Scared. It's the most moving thing I've read all year. But, wait till tomorrow for the real review. As I was saying . . . maybe a mistake picking The Unit back up because The Unit is a dystopian novel about people who have been discarded by society. Once you reach a certain age -- 50 for women; 60 for men -- if nobody is dependent upon you, the government sends you off to a lovely place where all your needs are met, you're completely locked into an indestructible dome world and watched by cameras at all times, and they gradually parcel out your organs till you've reached the point that you have nothing left to harvest . . . 'cause you're dead.

Oh, my gosh, is it ever depressing. But, it's so good. I just don't think I can handle gut-wrenching twice in a row, so I may have to set The Unit aside for a few days.
Also reading:

In the Sanctuary of Outcasts by Neil White - one of the books I won during the BEATwittyParty and which was sent to me by Folio Literary Management. By remarkable coincidence, Neil White is going to be signing in Vicksburg, tomorrow. So, I'm going to see if I can get the book finished before 5:00 pm on Monday. It's great, so far. White was a federal prisoner in a Louisiana prison with an odd mix of criminals and lepers -- literally, people who suffered from Hansen's disease, also known as leprosy. It's very readable and, in fact, is surprisingly light and fun.

My copy is an ARC, thank goodness, so I don't have to feel bad if I decide to fork out the big bucks for a book with that gorgeous cover. Lines of ancient trees dripping with Spanish moss? Quintessential Deep South. I just love that cover. My ARC is white with a single branch on the cover (yawn - so glad the final cover is different). I'm enjoying the book immensely.

I read 74 pages of The Link and really was into following little Ida around the jungle until her unfortunate end, when the ancient lake (now the famed Messel Pit in Germany) burped up poisonous fumes, Ida inhaled, fell into the water and sank. I thought it was fascinating how a young scientist was pulled aside and offered a perfectly-preserved fossil, but only if he was willing to pay $1 million and agree to the terms -- among them: the seller's name would remain a secret. Spy stuff! Okay, not spy but science intrigue! Exciting! And, then I set it down and haven't touched it for a week or so. But, really, The Link is well-written and fascinating.

And, the monkey is already long dead, so it shouldn't be too heart-breaking. I hope to read more about Ida and the adventurous scientists passing around her dead bones, tonight. Or, maybe tomorrow. Soon, anyway.

50 People Every Christian Should Know has been in my sidebar for even longer -- probably a month. Why?? A couple of reasons. It's heavy. The book is a compilation of previously-published mini-bios about people who were important to the Christian religion in some way. Whether they were great ministers, writers or missionaries, each played a crucial role. Some of the names and their works are familiar to me and those are, generally, the bios that are easier to read. But, the vast majority are written, I would say, for those who are already well-versed in the deeper workings of the Christian religion. I don't, for example, know about the various movements and factions -- how one set of Christians broke away from another set and formed a new church (which has happened quite a bit).

In other words, I'd say the book is really not all that accessible to the general Christian population. My thought is that it's more firmly directed toward theologians, ministers, people who have already studied and have an understanding or at least a working familiarity with these so-called "spiritual giants". It's been very slow-going for me. Amy Carmichael has kept me going. I can only read one or two bios at a time because there's so much I don't get that they make my head spin, but I know about Amy Carmichael and I want to get to her bio without skipping ahead. Unfortunately, she's way the heck toward the end of the book, since it begins with Martin Luther's wife (one of my favorites, so far), way back in the Middle Ages. and moves forward through time. I'd give this one another month and expect a lot of other titles to continue to interrupt the reading.

And, the award . . . Gentle Reader has endowed me with the Literary Blogger Award. Many thanks, Gentle Reader! One is supposed to pass on the award to bloggers who make the recipient feel warm and comfy inside. Well, shucks. I hate to be a party pooper, but I think I'd be hard pressed to limit the giving to a mere 9 bloggers, so anyone who reads this: TAG! Let's face it; you all make me feel warm and cozy.
Hope everyone's having a fabulous weekend!
Bookfool, wilting on a 2-ice-cream-bar day (next time use a bowl, Bookfool -- they're melting fast)