Some Simultaneous Reading

Had a pretty long stretch there of reading straight through - but now I seem to be doing a bit of switching around.  I am reading Hard Laughter but I am kind of grossed out as it is a first edition and it is from the library.  I can't help but think of George Castanza and the art book in the bathroom episode.  I get sceeved out by airplane headrests and theater seats.  This books has crumbs and smudges dating back to the 80s.  

ugh.

So I like the story - and that it is Lamott's first - I so do not like the DNA factor. (body shudder) bbbbbllllaaahhhhh

I am LOVING Operating Instructions though and seeing as it is mine the yuk factor is way lower. 

Got a little Dark Side of the Inner Child going on casually.  The Enigma of Arrival strewn across another bedside table and two Horvath library check-outs at a safe distance from my pillow.

I am arranging the book shelf in the corner of my room by color.  Hands down I have the most books with blue covers with green and white both tied for second.  I wonder if this would be considered a true sampling or skewed by my love of aestetics.  Probably the latter as they represent my desired color palatte and we all know of my true motive for choosing books.

Imperfect Birds - Check. Northward to the Moon - Check.

Two books finished all in one day.  I dreaded coming to the end of Imperfect Birds (Anne Lamott) and when I did immediately moved on to a YA book I had recently checked out from the library because - you guessed it - because I liked the cover.  Predictable, I know. 

Northward to the Moon helped get me over my immediate depression of losing Rosie. Sequel to My One-Hundred Adventures.

Now I am reading Hard Laughter.  Immediately - to me - it meant laughing ridiculously hard.  Not my mom - she said, what's so hard about laughter.  Think she is more on the right track.  Hmm.

Anticipation, Dread, and Fear

I am nearly done reading Imperfect Birds - anticipation, dread, and fear is what I feel.

Anne Lamont spent nearly three decades composing what took me two months to devour.  And then what?  I've read Rosie I, Rosie II, and Rosie III - of which I will talk later.

There is no Rosie IV.

I read Rosie 3 in hard cover.

Real trouble.

It's gonna be a tough night when I put that book down.

Another New Book

that I didn't blog about...I don't really like playing catch up but it shouldn't be too hard to do as I have been reading very, very slowly.

Still on Imperfect Birds.

What I need to review:

Crooked Little Heart
and
The White Garden

New Book

that I have not yet blogged about yet - but will.  Guess I need more focus and more computer time.

Maybe less procrastination.

Eh, tomorrow...

haha

Behind by a Few

Instead of reading a book, then blogging about it - I've been bad. I read a book, then read another - skipping a step it seems.

No problem - I will go back.  Hope you don't mind!

So you were with me when I finished Rosie right?  Then I picked up a mermaid book - mermaid only in that it had mermaid in the title, uhhhh let's see, title...

Got it: The Mermaids Singing by Lisa Carey

Another older book I picked up at a used book sale - maybe the Woods Hole Library? Copywrited in 1998, written in the seemingly popular style of multiple perspectives, and infused with Gaelic myths and culture.

Ultimately about a mother/daughter team disrupted by life and its happenings. And ONCE AGAIN with my favorite theme - who's gonna save me.

He saves her, she saves him, or does she save herself?

Or perhaps it's my favorite - do they save each other.

Only because sarcasm is hard - or is it impossible - to read.  I will say that the act of saving or of being saved really is my favorite theme.  (Hey, the most read book likes it too.)

And since then - this mermaids song - have been two others - Crooked Little Heart...
and The White Garden...while I wait for the third installment of Rosie in the mail - won in on eBay!  But as for right now... think I'm gonna see who's gonna save whom in the white garden.

Rosie with a Reason

Just finished Rosie.  I think I mentioned it in my last post - it was the book on the bottom of the stack...but it was unopened.  Once I opened it, I read it straight through.

My mother and I have been visiting various book sales and getting great prices.  The last sale I got ten books for ten bucks.  Can't beat that!  Well, actually you can.  See, if you go to the Falmouth Library Sale - uh, wait, should I be telling my secret? - on the very last day, it's a buck for a bag of books!

I am such a nerd.

So I picked this book out at the Presbyterian Church Rummage Sale - Charlie thought it was a rubbage sale, hehe - because it was by Anne Lamott.  After reading the first few pages I made it a book mark.  On it I wrote: I think I wrote this book the day I was born.

Really I related less and less the further I got into the book but it was still an enjoyable read.  To me it had a To Kill a Mockingbird type feel.  Glad I picked it, this time based on its name Rosie.  My car is named Rosie, Charlie's favorite guinea pig is named Rosie...so it was only natural.  Duh.