|Roscoe, Les Miserable|
Sunday, April 26, 2015
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
|Nellie Olsen Again Unimpressed With Weighty Books|
Monday, April 20, 2015
It's been a rainy, Rumer Godden week-end for me. Last week, while I was waiting for my other books by Chimamanda Adichie to come in, I was trolling blogs looking for some reading ideas when I came across a review by Kate at Nose in a Book about Rumer Godden. For some reason, the name seemed familiar to me, although I know I've never read her work, nor did I know anything about her. On a whim, I decided to see if my library happened to have any of her books. Often my small, underfunded library doesn't have what I'm looking for, but lo and behold, they had several of her books on the shelf. It seemed like they had more Juvenile Fiction than Adult Fiction by her, but they did have a few novels shelved, as well as a book by her sister, Jon Godden.
My first choice, The Kitchen Madonna, was shelved as an adult novel, but I think should have been in Juvenile Fiction. This is a lovely little book about a reserved, unusual young boy who finally bonds with one of his sitters, an older Ukrainian woman named Marta. When Marta tells Gregory that she is unhappy with the lack of a small holy place for a Madonna in his family kitchen, Gregory sets out on a journey to find Marta a Madonna. Throughout the course of his project to provide Marta with a "Kitchen Maddona," Gregory begins to open up to the scope and power of loving other people.
My second choice, Pippa Passes, was odd. I enjoyed reading it, but it was decidedly odd. Parts of the plot felt random and forced and not particularly believable, and a few times I felt like Godden was proselytizing for the Catholic church, but the writing was solid, and the setting was Venice. I love reading about Venice, because I love Venice. At the end of the book, I decided it was probably just not one of her strongest works, even so, I was engaged and interested by it, so I went back to the library this morning to pick up her other books.
I think Rumer Godden is going to be a great author for me to pick up when I'm between denser reads looking for an entertaining break. I have a hard time finding authors to fill this need for me because I have neither the patience nor the time for poor writing. What a wonderfully diverting discovery! Thanks Kate http://www.noseinabook.co.uk !
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
|Susan Pardue, Kristin Knox, Carin Siegfried, Emily O'Shields, and Amy Brandon|
This past Monday, I had the privilege to serve on a panel with some excellent fellow North Carolina book bloggers at Central Piedmont Community College's Sensoria event entitled "Blogging in the Literary World." Amy Burns with the CPCC library did a great job organizing the event. The lively discussion ranged from why some of us accept books for review and some don't, to stalking in the literary world, to using Twitter as a micro-blog, and on to questions from authors in the audience about author blogs, and questions from professors on to how to incorporate book blogs into lesson plans.
I thoroughly enjoyed an entire morning devoted to books and blogging, and I am so happy to have met these new friends in living color! Thank you so much to Amy for putting the event together. Here's a list of the panelists and their blogs. Check them out!
Susan at http://pagesturned.blogspot.com
Kristin at http://booknaround.blogspot.com
Carin at http://blog.cseditorial.com
Emily at http://readingwhilefemale.blogspot.com
Amy at http://sadiebellereads.blogspot.com
And last but not least, NC's newest resident blogger (she just moved from MA) who came to cheer us on:
Care at https://bkclubcare.wordpress.com
If you are a fellow NC, or even SC, book blogger, let me know who you are in the comments, or if you'd rather, email me at amypbrandon at icloud dot com. I'd love to "meet" you too!
Friday, March 13, 2015
|Nellie Olsen is flabbergasted that I can't seem to finish this book.|
Winter is nearly over, Spring has almost sprung, and I just now finished my first book of the year. I have been mired down in David Copperfield and Doctor Zhivago since before Christmas. For a person who loves checking completions off a list, this has been a trying few months. I am truly beginning to believe I will never finish David Copperfield. I've been in the 930s of 990 pages for days. Every time I open the book, I feel like I'm starring in my own personal Groundhog Day.
In January, I tried to break up the toiling with The Sun Also Rises, which I hated and abandoned. So that went well. I have decided I have a serious Hemingway issue, which I am ignoring for now.
In February, I listened to Krista Tippett's interview of Mary Oliver (an On Being podcast: it was fantastic, and I can't recommend it enough), and I decided after listening to Mary Oliver basically say she sucked at poetry when she first tried it that it was now or never for me, so I'm now spending more time writing. I started a WordPress blog for my poetry to keep it separate from my book blog. That address is www.sadiebellewrites.wordpress.com for anyone interested. Please don't steal my poems. Obviously, I can't really stop you, but seriously? Why would anyone except a Dementor want to steal my memories and emotions?
This week, I read An Invisible Thread by Laura Schroff and Alex Tresniowski. I love the idea of the book, the idea that one small thoughtless act can save a life, but I didn't love the voice of the narrator. Because of the structure of the book, she often came across as self-congratulatory and redundant. If Maurice had been a co-narrator instead of everything being told through Laura's voice, I think this issue could have been avoided. The writing seemed simplistic and predictable, but that could be because everything does now that I've spent months with Dickens and Pasternak.
On another note, a blogger I follow recently published a list of the books Rory Gilmore read on The Gilmore Girls. As I love Rory Gilmore, and I love a book list, I promptly printed off this list to add to the other 10,000 lists on the side of my fridge. I noticed several books by Nick Hornby on the list. I have never read Nick Hornby. Any recommendations on where I should start?
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Monday, February 16, 2015
The woodpecker brash and brawny
plans his attack on the cat food,
darting up and down and in and out,
snatching at the morsels
like avian ambrosia.
Red-hooded, white-throated, bodkin-beaked,
he flings his chirruping song into the air all around him.
How like him we are,
snatching at shards of bliss,
grasping, clutching, grabbing,
as the slivers slip ceaselessly from our hands.