The other day my husband sent me this cartoon.
I Read a Lot of Books
I read a lot of books. Sometimes I review them.
Full Dark House by Christopher Fowler
Sometimes I get all book snobby, and feel like I know what a book will be like just by picking it up. When I picked up Full Dark House I expected something like a Jasper Fforde novel (which we know that I love) and I didn’t quite get it. Not that I didn’t enjoy Fowler’s novel, because I did. Read More »
Chick Lit?
The other evening while entertaining the man who lived with my husband before I did, I was asked what I’d been reading lately and if I could suggest a good book. I lead the inquirer to the bookshelf which holds my To Be Reviewed stack. After noting various titles and genres Jared (the former roommate in question) commented that I don’t read many books by women. Read More »
The Flood
30 September 2008. The day will go down in infamy. The day I woke early (ish) to the sound of rushing water and thought it was nothing but a nice rain and promptly fell back to sleep. I woke to my roommate telling me the basement had flooded. Apparently a water main had broken, water had filled our basement window wells to fill then break. I rushed downstairs to assess the damage. My books. Read More »
A Word on Book Clubs
Anyone who reads a lot of books will be invited into a book club. Heck, even if you don’t like to, chances are that before your time is through… you will be asked to join a book club. I (as a current member of two book clubs, both semi defunct) have mixed feeling about the idea of book clubs. Reading is generally considered a one-man sport. Read More »
Boxing Day
December 26th found me in a bookstore. Sure, Santa had the foresight to read my Amazon.com wishlist and have his elves work out the details. I got a few books that I’d been dying to read, but to the booklover, when one book is good… several books are better. Read More »