Saturday, December 4, 2010

Outta Sight and Outta My Mind

I'll be the first to admit I suck at blogging.  I have a million things I think of writing about during the day.  Random thoughts that fly between my ears and out again before I have a chance to grab them and put them in a safe place to take out and stroke, murmer to and otherwise molest at a later date.  Today I thought about a scathing post regarding the difference between Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas.  I thought about posting a witty post about the antics of our new kittens.  I thought about a sappy, tear soaked tribute to my late father without whom Christmas just hasn't been the same.  I even thought about posting a diatribe maligning the ever parasitic Kindle and the downfall of society thanks to technology in general (which would have been hypocritical of me).  And in the end I've decided that since I suck at blogging and all of these thoughts were fleeting at best that I'll just out my suckability here on my blog and move on.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

gods in Alabama-part 2

I waited a week.  Why??  I wanted to see if my feelings about the book would change.  That happens sometimes.  I'll read a book and think I feel one way about it and and lo and behold I'll start talking about the book and find out what I'm feeling or thinking isn't exactly what I am feeling or thinking at all.  Confusing??  Yeah, for me too.

Anyway.  The ending was not what I expected.  And I never did figure it out until the end when it was revealed.  I'm actually not going to say anything more because I don't want to give anything away.  Suffice it to say that I never expected it to be option C when only options A or B seemed available.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

gods in Alabama-Joshilyn Jackson

OK-Here's the deal. I haven't done a book report since college. Or maybe even high school. And I never got good grades because I always focused on how the book made me feel and not on whether it was well written or point A followed point B. And I always missed when something was left out of a book deliberately. I just assumed the author forgot. I guess I wasn't quite smart enough to catch on to the fact that the mystery at the end was supposed to leave me thinking. Hmmm.... I read purely for pleasure. Most of the time. Sometimes I read for education. But most of the time I read for pure pleasure. I am an escapist. You will hear (read) that a lot. This means that I am not very much concerned with the technical aspects of a story except in the regard that it is crafted well enough to pull me in and let me feel the story and the characters. (It also means that my personal writing is not going to be technically correct either) So let me tell you how "gods in Alabama" is making me feel.

Now normally I wouldn't (will not??-since this is a first for me) write about a reading experience until I am done with the book. But this one kept me up last night. When I first started the book I wasn't too sure about it. It seemed like your typical girl running away from her past and having to go back and face it (yawn) story. However it is our book club book this month and since I've skipped the past few I figured I should suck it up and continue reading. I even considered cheating and reading the reader's guide first so I could key in on the important parts. I'm glad I didn't. So far (and I'm 2/3rds done) the book is written with a self effacing humor and humility that I never expected from the character after reading the first chapter. Despite all her apologies the character is unapologetic about her own flaws and somehow manages to portray a vulnerable strength throughout what I've read so far. Do you see why I was up until my eyeballs got gritty?? Arlene Fleet is a character of cliches without being a cliched character. And the reasoning behind the insane course that she takes makes perfect sense from her point of view. "gods in Alabama" is fascinating to me. I can't wait to see what happens next and if my eyeballs weren't going to fall out of my head at 2 in the morning I would have finished the book already. I do have a preconceived notion about how the book ends. I will keep you posted, without giving the ending away, on whether I am right or not.

Happy reading,

Beth (The Book Ladi)

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Suffering from C.O.L.D.

It's a beautiful day outside. Just the type of day I've been waiting for all winter long. The sun is shining. Robins are on the lawn. The trees have a slight (just a very slight) green haze to them. It smells like spring and I can feel the earth coming alive. I ache and itch to accomplish. I feel like I am coming alive after a long dreary winter too. But I am a C.O.L.D. sufferer. Weighted down by the heavy burden of my disease. Unable to move. Literally trapped in my chair. And on this beautiful spring day when I could be up and moving and accomplishing all sorts of wonderful things I sit here. A victim of Cat On Lap Disease.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

It's a Beautiful Day.

The sun is shining, the grass is growing...Um...No it's not. OK-wishful thinking there, but the sun is shining and it is an absolutely gorgeous day for early March. Robins have been around for a couple of weeks now and crocuses have been peeking through so I'm thinking early spring maybe. Hoping. This has seemed like a really long winter. The kind of winter that digs in its heels and refuses to be shaken of in spite of early robins and early crocuses. The best part of this spring?? New books. Linda Lael Miller. Robyn Carr. Susan Wiggs. Sheryl Woods. My favorite authors are putting books out like crazy, It's reading nirvana. Book heaven. A wonderland of words if you will. So even if this winter drags on (and on, and on, and on, and on, and...) I'll just tuck up in front of the fireplace with a bowl of popcorn and a glass of tea and sink into a good book that will take me to a warmer clime.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Lean Mean Reading Machine.

I started this blog a couple of years ago with the idea that I would read a book-write a review and than sell the living daylights out of that book when all of the wonderful guests who come into my store read my witty and oh so compelling reviews. So now let me tell you how I utterly failed with this brilliant (oh yes it was) plan. Um...I forgot to write the review. Yeah. That's right. I forgot. Ok-no. I didn't forget. I'm lazy. Ok?? Yeah, I said it. Lazy. L A Z Y. Ok-actually not so much lazy. More like impatient. Reading for me is an adventure. And I always finish a book and am ready for the next adventure. So as I write this now I'm already yearning to be done and start the next adventure. I am going to end this now so I can start reading Angel's Peak by Robyn Carr. Happy next adventure to me.