Tag: memes

From Booking Through Thursday, suggested by Janet:

What’s the worst ‘best’ book you’ve ever read — the one everyone says is so great, but you can’t figure out why?

Well, if we\’re talking about classics, two jump right to mind: The Great Gatsby– I couldn\’t stand that one. And Madame Bovary, it just felt so tedious and the characters unlikeable. But I didn\’t finish either one of those, so I don\’t know if they really count.

Of the more popular titles, I really didn\’t like My Sister\’s Keeper (or anything Picoult) but that\’s no news here. I didn\’t care much for Cat\’s Eye, though I can see why others loved it. And although I recognize that Truman Capote is a great author, I fail to appreciate his stuff. Most recently, I was pretty disappointed in Chalice, and a lot of other blogs rave about that one, too.

Wow, I didn\’t expect to think of so many. I guess just like it\’s hard to think of the one all-time favorite book, it\’s hard to pick out the worst one, too!

from Booking Through Thursday:

Do you read any author’s blogs? If so, are you looking for information on their next project? On the author personally? Something else?

Well, the answer is no. I don\’t read author blogs. It\’s hard enough to find time to keep up with my regular reading and the book blogs, I honestly can\’t squeeze another thing in. Occasionally I\’ll look up an author to answer a question I have about the background of their book, but this is more likely to be a wiki article or another blogger\’s interview with them. And I usually just visit once, not repeatedly. I did have Nick Hornby\’s blog on my reader for a while, but it got tiresome. I feel terrible saying that, because I love his bookish books, but the blog just wasn\’t doing it for me. And you can\’t leave comments there, so what\’s the fun in that? (Although if that option was open, I\’d probably feel too intimidated to do so!)

I know some of the book bloggers I read are also writers, but somehow that feels different to me. They feel like my blogging friends, not a stranger I\’m trying to scope out some information on. What about you? Do you read author\’s blogs?

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This isn\’t the kind of meme I usually do, but Lezlie tagged me, so here goes. The idea is to grab the nearest book to you and share three to six lines from page 56, starting with the fifth sentence. I\’m sitting at the computer and for once there aren\’t any books lying on the floor, couch, filing cabinet, so the closest to me- are the four-hundred-plus books on the shelves across the room! So I\’m going to just walk over with my eyes shut and grab one:

This is from Doomsday Book, by Connie Willis:

Mary took Montoya\’s tach bracelet off and handed her the last set of papers. \”Mr. Latimer? You\’re next.\”

Latimer stood up, holding his papers. He looked at them confusedly, then set them down on the chair he\’d been sitting on, and started over to Mary. Halfway there, he turned and went back for Mary\’s shopping bag. \”You left this at Brasenose,\” he said, holding it out to Mary.

That was so random. And I don\’t think it gives you much idea of the book, or its style. Hm. Well, to follow along with the meme I tag Heather, Becca, Jess, Kristi and Matt.

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I saw this meme going around the book blogs several weeks ago, first spotted it at Eva\’s The Striped Armchair. I kept thinking I wanted to get around to it myself, but never did until finally Janet from Across the Page tagged me, so I figured I\’d better do it soon! These questions took a lot more thought than I expected.

Tell about the book that’s been on your shelves the longest.

Can I do more than one?

My daughter has inherited most of my picture books. I think The Little Red Caboose is the oldest one. I can\’t remember where it first came from, it\’s just always been there in my memory.

The oldest book on my own shelves, that\’s harder. Most of the paperbacks I kept for years and years have gradually been replaced by newer copies of themselves. Here\’s one of the few mass market paperbacks I have left; as you can see, it\’s about ready to fall apart. I can\’t count how many times I\’ve read Tolkien\’s Smith of Wooten Major and Farmer Giles of Ham. It\’s charming and funny and very insightful, too.

Tell about a book that reminds you of something specific in your life (i.e. a person, a place, a time, etc.). . .

When I was a young girl I used to visit an elderly woman in my church, and read to her from the scriptures, as her eyesight was failing. When she was in the hospital I visited her there as well, and I remember reading the 23rd Psalm aloud until I had it almost memorized.

This book, Ride the Laughing Wind, was a gift from her. It took me a long time to read it, but when I finally did I enjoyed it very much. It\’s a curious novel placed in history, among Native Americans of the southwest. I think they were Anasazi, but I\’m not sure. The story is about a young woman who remains alone with two young boys from her tribe, and how they survive in the desert. Whenever I pick this book up I remember of the woman who gave it to me.
A book you acquired in some interesting way (gift, serendipity in a used bookstore, prize, etc.):

Once when on a road trip with my family, we stopped in a small town somewhere to eat and there just happened to be a used book store across the street. Of course, I had to go in. I was thrilled to find two books I really wanted, String Lug the Fox by David Stephen and Davita\’s Harp by Chaim Potok. I didn\’t have enough money on me for the two books, so after leaving them on the counter I ran back to the car and begged my mom for some more change. When I went back in the bookstore, I still didn\’t have enough for both, so I reluctantly put Davita\’s Harp aside. I was astonished and delighted when the lady at the counter said it was so nice to see a young person who loved reading (I think I was about fifteen) and she gave me both books for the price of one. It was totally unexpected, and I was so happy.

Tell about the most recent addition to your shelves. . .

Last week I got Invincible from Paperback Swap, because my husband recommended it, in his unceasing efforts to get me to appreciate football. Hopefully it turns out better for me than Get Your Own Damn Beer did. I had to wait a long time for it, though.

(Now we\’re waiting for a Scrabble Dictionary, so we won\’t have to jump up in the middle of our games to check definitions on the computer!)

Tell about a book that has been with you the most places. . .

Well, right now I really don\’t carry any one book with me on trips, as I\’m usually reading something different every time. And most of my favorites have survived numerous cullings when I move, so I can\’t think of one that\’s been in more of my previous homes than the others. But for many, many years when I was religious, I took this book with me everywhere I traveled. And read it almost every night, too. It\’s been a while since I opened it, but I still have several well-worn and marked-in copies, one on the shelf and several others in closeted boxes.

Tell me about a bonus book that doesn’t fit any of the above questions. . .

This is probably the most treasured book on my shelves, and one I\’m betting none of you have heard of before. It\’s a slim, aged volume called Echos from Tiverton, by one Fanny A. Durfee. The book itself is old, published in 1909 by a printer on Rhode Island named Thomas Clapp. The book is full of poems, and its author is an ancestor of mine. I\’m not really keen on poetry, but I\’ve read this volume all the way through. Many of the poems (if I remember rightly) are odes to people- family members, friends, members of the community, who had passed away. Others commemorate weddings and births, or speak of faith. I handle this book with care when I open its pages to glimpse into the past.

Now I\’m supposed to tag some other bloggers. So (if you haven\’t already done this meme!) I tag Chris, Nymeth, Chartroose, Raych, Jessica, Bookfool, Natasha– oh wait, did it say five? (see rules below) well whoever\’s reading this and wants to join in, please do, because I\’d like to tag all of you!

The Rules
1. Tag 3-5 people, so the fun keeps going!
2. Leave a comment at the original post at A Striped Armchair, so that Eva can collect everyone’s answers.
3. If you leave a comment and link back to Eva as the meme’s creator, she will enter you in a book giveaway contest! She has a whole shelf devoted to giveaway books that you’ll be able to choose from, or a bookmooch point if you prefer.
4. Remember that this is all about enjoying books as physical objects, so feel free to describe the exact book you’re talking about, down to that warping from being dropped in the bath water…
5. Make the meme more fun with visuals! Covers of the specific edition you’re talking about, photos of your bookshelves, etc.

booking thursday
Time is of the Essence says Booking Through Thursday, so I answer this question:

Do you get to read as much as you WANT to read? If you had (magically) more time to read–what would you read? Something educational? Classic? Comfort Reading? Escapism? Magazines?

Of course I\’d like to have more time for reading! If I did, I\’d probably read more serious non-fiction. I\’d probably read more classics. too. I used to read classics in high school when I spent my free time just buried in books. Since becoming a mother, I hardly know what free time is. Sadly, I\’ve found it difficult to get through any classical literature in the past few years. Like these failed attempts. I think it\’s just because reading those sorts of books, which are slower paced, have more complex plots and in-depth character studies, take a kind of leisurely concentration I don\’t have anymore. I find myself just getting frustrated, and loosing focus. Hopefully someday when life slows down I\’ll be able to get back into classics. I\’d like to.

And if I had even extra time on top of that, I\’d probably re-read all my favorites again, as well.

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Why am I awake and blogging at four am? Good question. My daughter is sick and I had to get up at three to check on her. Now I can\’t get back to sleep (husband snores pretty loud). So here we are. Well, KittyCat from Right Reads tagged me a few days ago for this alphabet meme I\’ve seen floating around forever. I was surprised how easy it was to come up with these titles! For every book listed here I easily thought of a few more, so maybe I\’ll do a second alphabet meme in the future. These are mostly old favorites (except for maybe Up the Down Staircase. It was good, but I wouldn\’t really call it a favorite. I couldn\’t think of another U title, though).

Amy\’s Eyes– Richard Kennedy
Bone People, The– Keri Hulme
Call It Sleep– Henry Roth
Dogsbody– Diana Wynne Jones
Edge of the Forest- Agnes Smith
Flowers for Algernon- Daniel Keyes
Grendel– John Gardner
Heart is a Lonely Hunter, The- Carson McCullers
I Will Call It Georgie\’s Blues- Suzanne Newton
Julie of the Wolves– Jean Craighead Geroge
Karen– Marie Killilea
Lastborn of Elvinwood, The- Linda Haldeman
My Friend Flicka– Mary O\’Hara
Neverending Story- Michael Ende
Once and Future King, The- T.H. White
Poisonwood Bible, The– Barbara Kingsolver
Q -?
Ratha\’s Creature– Clare Bell
Secret Garden, The- Frances Hodgson Burnett
Tam Lin– Pamela Dean
Up the Down Staircase- Bel Kaufman
Very Far Away From Anywhere Else- LeGuin
Wind in the Willows, The- Kenneth Graham
X – ?
Yearling, The– Marjorie Kinnea Rawlings
Zoo Where You\’re Fed to God, The– Michael Ventura

Facts about me and books

I was tagged for this by Leah from The Octogon. It took me a while to think of answers, as I did a similar meme a while back; and I\’m not sure they\’ve very random, but here you go:

– My father used to say that I ought to run a used bookstore. This back in high school when half of one wall in my bedroom was just books. I always thought in return: why? I want to keep my books, not sell them. But now I do so much online swapping, constantly wrapping books to ship, I almost feel like I am.

– Every year or so I rearrange all the books on my shelves. Sometimes I want to see everything an author has written side by side (fiction and non-), other times I like the books to be organized by subject (even down to what kind of fantasy it is). Right now the books are just split into three groups: nonfic by subject, children\’s fiction by title (I\’m going through them with my daughter) and all the rest of the fiction by author.

– I never know what to do when someone gives me a book I already own. I love getting books, but this makes me feel awkward. I have duplicate copies of several books in my collection because someone gave me a lovely new copy, but for various reasons I want to hold onto the old ones as well.

– I don\’t use bookmarks anymore. I used to have a little collection, but I\’ve lost them all. When I started taking notes about my reading I\’d have a bookmark and a piece of notepaper floating around to jot things on. So I started just keeping the notepaper in the book instead of bookmarks.

– I have a huge scrap file of pictures from magazines, that I collected back when I wanted to be a children\’s book illustrator. I thought it would be useful: what if one day I needed to know what sailboat rigging looked like, or an exotic costume, or a hummingbird in flight? (this before internet was at my fingertips). Now I just use the scrap file occasionally to make custom book jacket covers, and I\’ve been thinking lately of making booksmarks. But then I don\’t know what I\’d do with them!

– I always have the intention of keeping business cards from all the used bookstores I visit, especially those I know I probably won\’t be to again (on travels). But then I forget, or loose them, or feel like it would be an incomplete collection since I haven\’t always done it. So I hardly have any. Silly.

– I have, however, saved every public library card. Except for the one I used the longest- from the King County Public Library system, where I grew up in Seattle. I don\’t know what happened to that one. Here\’s all the rest, indicating other places I\’ve lived: Madison County (Rexburg, ID); San Francisco; Sonoma County (Petaluma, CA); Baltimore, MD; Fairfax, VA and currently, Loudon County (Sterling, VA). I could easily describe all the library branches I used in these various systems, their different policies and programs, layout of the bookshelves, which new books I discovered there, etc- but that\’s for another post someday.


The rules of this meme are pretty standard: link to who tagged you, post the rules, share seven random facts about yourself (bookish, in this case), tag seven new people and give links to their blogs, visit the people you\’ve tagged and leave them a comment to tell them about it.

I\’m tagging Raych of books i done read, Trish the Hey, Lady! Whatcha Readin\’?, Petunia of Educating Petunia, Jessica at Both Eyes Book Blog, Chris of Stuff as Dreams are Made On, Steph who writes The Kea and the Literary Wombat. And anyone else who wants to just join in.

from Booking Through Thursday:

What was the most unusual (for you) book you ever read? Either because the book itself was completely from out in left field somewhere, or was a genre you never read… what was furthest outside your usual comfort zone/familiar territory?

The book furthest from my familiar territory was probably The Reincarnationist, by M. J. Rose. I just don\’t usually read suspense novels, mysteries or thrillers (this one seemed to have elements of all three) and I certainly found out that the hunch I always had of disliking these kinds of books was true. I did not enjoy it. The writing style, the pace of the story, anything. I had to force myself to finish it. Put it aside with relief, and I doubt I will be convinced to read a similar book in a long, long time.

The absolutely strangest book I\’ve ever picked up was Pincher Martin by William Golding. In high school Lord of the Flies was required reading, and I liked it so much I always wanted to try more of Golding\’s works. I\’d never heard of Pincher Martin before, but found a paperback copy at the Book Thing one day. It\’s a book about a man stranded on a tiny island in the middle of the ocean. There\’s nothing to eat, no fresh water, no shelter. For pages and pages he struggles to survive on the spray-soaked rocks, his body ravaged by the elements, starvation and sickness. The description of the landscape and Martin\’s actions was so weird most of the time I could not tell what was going on. It got so confusing I skipped the middle and read the end, to figure out what happened. That did not make any sense either. So really I don\’t know if this one counts; I did not understand the book, and did not read the entire thing. It was really bizarre. Has anyone else read it? What did you think?

I have shortened the question from Booking Through Thursday:

Have you ever felt pressured to read something because ‘everyone else’ was reading it? Have you ever given in and read the book(s) in question or do you resist?

Rarely do I succumb to this kind of pressure. I don\’t like reading books under feelings of obligation. It tarnishes the experience for me. I read what I like, when I want to. Even when I do read books which have gotten my attention because of their wild popularity, I usually wait until some of the hoopla has died down. I try to pick ones that I\’m actually interested in personally, not just because I\’m curious about why everyone else loved it (after all, they usually tell me that on their blogs!)

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It\’s been some time since I did any Booking Through Thursday memes. I wasn\’t going to do this one, since I feel I\’ve already talked about the library I visited as a child here. But I really enjoyed reading about others\’ library experiences, so I wanted to share a few more (even though I\’m several days late). Here\’s the BTT question:

What is your earliest memory of a library? Who took you? Do you have you any funny/odd memories of the library?

I don\’t remember when I first visited a library. My mother always read to us daily as children, and I\’m sure she took me to the public library before I could do more than chew on board books. It seems like we went almost every week. There were always library activities: storytimes, crafts, puppet shows, summer reading programs, etc. I remember two that were particularly cool: one where we made dragons (or dinosaurs?) out of clay, and then next week picked up them up baked and glazed from a kiln! I kept mine for the longest time before it broke. Another where we made Ukrainian easter eggs with a method that uses wax. Very cool!

But of course, the main memories of library visits are about books. When I was very small, I tried to remember the shelf locations of my favorite picture books, since I couldn\’t remember (or read) author names. I still know the layout of that library better than any other I\’ve ever used. I remember the first time I went from the children\’s and juvenile fiction side of the room to browse the adult fiction. I felt so brave! I was nervous someone would tell me I wasn\’t old enough to read those books.

My sisters and I used to take piles of books home at a time. Even back then I liked re-reading my favorites. My mother would recognize which books she\’d seen me read before, and make me pick out new ones as well. I remember protesting one time that I\’d already read them all! Can you imagine how presumptuous I sounded? All the books in the entire library? I don\’t remember exactly what her reply was, but I felt sorely chastised for my ridiculous statement.

There was a time when my older sister and I read a lot of Chose Your Own Adventure books. We would first read them picking our natural responses, then try and read every possible combination of choices. I can\’t remember how many variations we got out of those books, but it was a lot. For some reason, my mother disapproved of them. I think they\’re pretty silly now, but back then it was highly entertaining. I\’d like to think these books help get some kids interested in reading, because of their interactive nature.

I can\’t think of any funny stories from my early library visits. But thinking about the Burien Public Library I recall one of its most attractive features. Just inside the entrance there is a lobby/courtyard with a little glassed in atrium that has no roof. It was always full of plants, and I think there was a small fountain. I always remember the pleasant sound of dripping water (but that could just as well have been rain). It was so pretty.

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