Tagged: bibliophilia

21
Sep
2006

LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL

I think my books-to-read pile has reached unwieldy proportions. It’s listing to one side. It’s spreading. The trouble is, finding the time to sit down and them all! Not that this stops me from buying more books, or using my mom as a procurer. And damn, I’m reading as fast as I can!, I swear! I have dreams about being able to do nothing but read all the books I want. Also, why didn’t anyone introduce me to Josephine Tey any sooner?? I just started reading The Daughter of Time and I may be up all night now. Partly because...

09
Aug
2006

LEAVING A GOOD FRIEND

I stayed up until almost 2 a.m. last night because I was SO CLOSE to the end of my book I could not bear to put it down before I was finished. Reading in bed never puts me to sleep, quite the contrary, it usually wakes me up, and even when my eyes are blurring and gritty with fatigue I have to literally force mysefl to STOP ALREADY and turn out the light. I’ve been reading Dorothy Dunnett’s Lymond Chronicles, as I’ve mentioned before, and have been totally floored by how incredibly mesmerising they are. Set in 16th century Scotland...

31
Jul
2006

ITS LONG DAYS SPENT AND GONE BEFORE YOU KNOW IT

For one week things were slow, even with dinner out, dinner in, a night at the movies and a family birthday party. Today, suddenly, time coughed, the ignition key of autumn turned and the ticking days of the calendar are already filling up. Work hummed and buzzed and scooted me forward so suddenly it’s a wonder I didn’t get whiplash when I suddenly realized it was already after 5 and the light was mellowing beyond the window. I am ready for fall. I expect the mice and apple cider any day. I am ready for the flies to quit tickling...

17
Apr
2006

ROUNDUP

Last week was a 4-day work week, because we got Good Friday off. And this week is a 4-day work week because we get tomorrow, “the day after Easter,” off as well. But! It’s also a 3-day work week because we are taking Friday off and going up to spend 3 days relaxing on the cliffy coast of western Sweden north of Gothenburg. Hopefully, we’ll be able to meet up with studiozoe as well, one of those days. I am still feeling guilty and embarrassed because of my mistake last week. It was a result of too-many-Traceys syndrome. See, I...

31
Mar
2006

READ THE BEST BOOKS FIRST OR YOU MAY NOT HAVE A CHANCE TO READ THEM ALL*

When you find a great new blog do you go back and read through the archives? Why or why not? Does it make you feel like a stalker if you do? I am so unmotivated at the moment I’m amazed that I finally (after sitting and staring for what felt like forever) managed to actually start writing even if it was to cheat and ask a question of my readers thereby putting the onus of providing content on someone else. I’m curious, though. When I find an author I like I want to buy every book they’ve ever written and...

21
Mar
2006

FOU RIRE

I used to wonder how people could stand it in the States, working all those crazy hours. Today I worked a 12-hour day and it wasn’t the first one this month. It wasn’t even the third one. And the scary part was that I had to tear myself away. I wanted to stay and keep working, keep getting things done, and only the knowledge that working straight through for a week wouldn’t even get all the things done that I have to get done prevented me from staying longer. That doesn’t make any sense, but I plead half-full bucket of...

13
Jan
2006

OBITER DICTUMING WITH A VENGEANCE

Topics of Discussion Between Martin & I During Our Evening Walks Yesterday & Today: Greek, Indian and Norse Mythology, Whether Trickster Gods are Good or Bad, Why Some Kids Are Bullies, Which Book to Read Next After Oz3, Whether Watching Harry Potter Would Scare Him Now Since Narnia Didn’t. I’ve always loved Greek mythology. I took several courses in it, along with Art History, during college, and still have several reference books on my shelves. I think my love goes back to a particular book (although it could just be because of Wonder Woman on TV when I was an...

07
Jan
2006

IN OTHER WORDS

I’ve just started reading my second Ann-Marie MacDonald book in as many days, The Way The Crow Flies, and I am completely enamoured of her writing style. This second book is about an Air Force family in the early 60s and even though it is the CANADIAN Air Force and not the American one which provided my childhood label of “military brat,” it is already evident after only a few chapters that she has captured the essence of it completely. If you move around all your life, you can’t find where you come from on a map. All those places...

29
Dec
2005

SHE READS TOO MUCH AND IT HAS TURNED HER BRAIN

Sitting in a brightly lit cafĂ©, facing the window, watching the snow fall. Above it whips furiously past the coronaed streetlamps, below it floats whisper-quiet, plumping the pillows already prepared by earlier snow. The snow is bright white and it gleams in places, where the crystals catch the light and throw it back. Occasionally one of the flakes comes to rest just so; the light catches and reflects against a tiny crystal star. Often, I feel about snow the same way I feel about traveling to the Antarctic. I’m fascinated by it, and could look at it endlessly (or read...

28
Dec
2005

FIDGETS

God, I’m in a weird mood today. I’ve felt at loose ends since I got up. I couldn’t settle to anything. I started to make the bed and abandoned it halfway through, as I discovered hours later when I went in to put laundry away and found the pillows still on the bench and the comforter flung halfway up. The kids and I cleaned out a ton of their old toys, something we should have done, but never got around to, before Christmas. Now I have to decide if we’re going to give them away, or donate them, or try...