Tuesday, April 21, 2009

piles of books

It is still chilly, yesterday felt positively autumnal, and if it weren't for the tiny shoots of green peeking from the lilac bushes, or the ever greening field across the street, you would have thought it was November. A very blustery day indeed.

Secretly, I am okay with the fact that winter is hanging on, just a bit. (guess it isn't a secret anymore...). I am still feeling a bit hibernatory (if it isn't a word, it should be). I have piles of books still to be read, and savored under a warm blanket with a cup of tea.

My current read: "One Thousand White Women: The Journals of May Dodd" by Jim Fergus. I picked it up on one of our travels, perhaps New Mexico? It is such an interesting (albeit fictional) story, that is far removed from the British mysteries I have been reading most of the winter.

I have a habit of collecting books, LOTS of books, whether it is at rummage sales or school book fairs-favorite authors, or authors I have never heard of. I have a very wide range of things to choose from in my library (feel free to come and borrow something!) and there are never enough hours in the day to dive between the pages and let my imagination take me around the world.

Reading is such an important part of my life, I MUST read before I can sleep. I have to read the newspaper each morning (please don't let them be completely replaced by the internet), and if for some reason I can't, my day just feels a bit off kilter.

What is your current read, or an old favorite you would like to share with me that I simply MUST add to my bookshelf?

1 comment:

  1. I just picked up "The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society" -- about a woman in London in 1946 who is a journalist, and she starts up a correspondence with a book club (formed for a special reason) on the island of Guernsey in the English Channel. The island was occupied by Germans all during WWII, and so they have very interesting stories to share with Juliet. And that's all done in letter form. It's very sweet and I wish it would never ever end....!

    Two classics that have the appearance (because they're so long) of perhaps never ending that I adore are "Middlemarch," by George Elliot and the Kristen Lavransdatter trilogy ("The Wreath" being the first) by Sigird Undset (and make sure to get the Tiina Nunelly translation...it's must better).

    I so relate to your day being off kilter if there isn't a moment to read....I find myself feeling entirely irritable if I don't get my fill. :)

    Great topic, Kristi!


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