Category Archives: reading
I’m listening to the audio version of this book, narrated by Simon Vance. I had forgotten what a great story this is. This book is the best one of the trilogy. It’s a top notch mystery.
I’m reading and listening to this second book in the All Souls Trilogy by Deborah Harkness. I’m loving this story!
I’ve read some of these books, but I have even more Kindle books. My “currently reading” list is growing at an alarming rate.
I got a free book from Glose today, the Lincoln Rhyme novel “The Broken Window.”
I do have a reading plan! It’s cold and wet here (and after our hot summer I’m loving it), so I’m going to be reading more and watching less TV (Hulu, Netflix, Amazon video). The news is getting to me, again, and it’s not good for my health to screech obscenities at the TV about politics.
Of course I’m keeping track of things in Mexico and Puerto Rico, and praying for all. I have given all my fixed income will allow right now, so I’m expecting that my prayers will help people in need.
So I’m off to read for a bit! I’ll be reading your blogs/posts tonight.
I retired in 2014, and I was one pooped out granny, and I fell behind on many of my posting projects. Like Goodreads. I’ve also gone through some reading droughts. I would buy a book, start reading it, then stop reading. Not because I did not like the book(s). Oh no.
Exhaustion bit at my heels for months and months. Procrastination was the order of the day as I watched hours of Netflix, Hulu, and On Demand.
Finally, I can share with y’all that the exhaustion is gone and I’m reading at my old pace again. And I’m blogging more often!
I’ve also looked at my Goodreads shelves a lot, at the long list of books I’ve been “reading” for two years. Ha! And I promised myself that someday I would clean that list up! I cleaned up that list today. Finally.
Now I have a really long list of books I want to read.
So I should not buy any more books for awhile.
Like that’s going to happen!
Luckily I buy/read mostly Kindle books, so I just have to save space on my phone and my Kindle Fire.
It feels great to have conquered the physical and mental exhaustion, and even better to be reading again.
Today I clea
Pure Textuality’s Jena Gregoire snags a great interview with author Anne Rice.
Hop on over to Pure Textuality and check it out!
For me, Sunday is a day to sleep in a little bit longer (8:00 a.m. today, woo-hoo!), enjoy my coffee instead of gulping (I need the caffeine rush M-F to get me out the door), watch television shows I have recorded), and clean (I like to start out the work week with a clean apartment).
It’s cooler here in Seattle today, going to rain at some point.
Today I’ve also added to my blog link list and taken the time to comment on some blogs.
The Seattle Times is also calling me (I spend so much time at a computer, at work and at home, that I find reading the Sunday paper a real kick).
I’ve got to work something about books into the post, so here are the books selling the best in Seattle these days:
–Go the F**k to Sleep, Adam Mansbach
–A Dance With Dragons, George R.R. Martin
–Catching Fire, Suzanne Collins
–In The garden of Beasts: Love, Terror, and an Family in Hitler’s Berlin, Erik Larson
–State of Wonder, Ann Patchett
–The Hunger Games, Suzanne Collins
–A Visit From the Goon Squad, Jennifer Egan
–Crooked Letter, Crooked Letter, Tom Franklin (I’ve got to check on this one; intriguing title)
–Inside of a Dog: What Dogs See, Smell, and Know, Alexandra Horowitz
–The Tiger: A True Story of Vengeance and Survival, John Vailant
Have a good day and a good week.
And good reading to you all.
This is a memoir, recommended by a Facebook friend.
The author, Deborah Tall, http://www.deborahtall.com/, died in 2006.
“A Family of Strangers” is a hard book to read.
Not because it’s written poorly, but because it’s so honest that at times I could feel the same pain that Deborah Tall felt as she searched for the family torn apart by war, illness, and death.
Tall’s father, abandoned by his extended family when his mother died, grew up in foster care and created an adult life for himself that was full of secrets and lies. After his death, Deborah became a detective, determined to track down any remaining members of her family.
As I read “A Family of Strangers,” I thought about what it would mean not to know anything about my family. I grew up on family stories–the family member who came back from World War I and declared if there was another war he would run away. Or how my grandmother survived after losing her husband and two of her sons in less than a year. The family stories keep me company these days as I watch my son age and my grandchildren grow up.
Deborah Tall’s memoir, raw with emotion, is an honest accounting of one woman’s journey to find her family, for herself and for her daughters.