Posts Tagged ‘books are good’

I’ll Show You Mine

April 10, 2012 21 comments

Yesterday, a conversation on Twitter switched from a discussion about Game of Thrones to talking about our To Be Read Piles. Mine is a heap in the corner of my bedroom. I keep reading, but it keeps growing.

Because, guys, I have a problem. I can’t stop buying books. If someone wants to get me a present, nine times out of ten, I say, “BOOK!” My best friend has taken to mocking me, “I like…books.” It’s funny when she says it, her words punctuated by unshed laughter. She usually has an evil look in her eye. But I digress.

In my world, books are everywhere. They’re in the attic, in the closet, under the entire bed, on the bookshelf, and piled on top of my dresser. The bookshelf in my bedroom looks so overrun that it might border on furniture abuse.

So far, this year, I’ve read the following:

So, yes – my name is Ali, and I’m addicted to books.

But my To Be Read Pile is an unholy monstrosity. If it ever becomes sentient, I’m done for. Below is a picture, but – quid pro quo, Clarice. If I show you mine, I want you to show me yours. Take a picture of your To Be Read Pile. Blog about it. Tweet about it. Share the addiction.

The books: Sky Burial (Dana Levin), IT (Stephen King), The Shining (Stephen King), Wandering Fire; Darkest Road; and Summer Tree (Guy Gavriel Kay), The Princess Bride (William Goldman; read previously, but a zillion years ago), Strip Mauled (Ed. by Esther Friesner), The Haunting of Hill House (Shirley Jackson), Love and Other Impossible Pursuits (Ayelet Waldman), The Forest for the Trees (Betsy Lerner), the Last Unicorn (Peter S. Beagle — which I’ve already read, but not since 1998), Hit or Missus (Gayle Carline), Something Borrowed and Something Blue (Emily Giffin), Divergent (Veronica Roth), The Haunting of Maddy Clarke (Simone St. James), Guardian of the Dead (Karen Healey), City of Fallen Angels (Cassie Clare), The Name of the Wind (Patrick Rothfuss), Anna Dressed in Blood (Kendare Blake), The Shattering (Karen Healey), Shatter Me (Tahereh Mafi), When Maidens Mourn (C.S. Harris), The Unremembered (Peter Orullian), The Night Circus (Erin Morgenstern), The Winter Palace (Eva Stachniak), The Girl of Fire and Thorns (Rae Carson), all the Sandman comics (Gaiman), A Girl and Five Brave Horses (Sonora Carver), Tam Lin (Pamela Dean) and Locke and Key: Keys to the Kingdom (Joe Hill and Gabriel Rodriguez).

A Bookish Christmas

December 29, 2010 4 comments

I received a number of books for Christmas. This shouldn’t come as a surprise. Without books (and coffee), I’m fairly sure I’d turn into the Madwoman in the Attic—but don’t go calling me Bertha (or Antoinette) just yet. (Whoever guesses both those references wins my undying love for a whole week. *wink*) I certainly have enough books to tide me over.

I prefer books to DVDs. There was a time where I liked both equally, but “I’d rather have books” has apparently become my mantra. I should probably amend that to good books, but that’s entire subjective, unless the author’s name is Snooki or Paris. Then I can safely say, Shakespeare has rolled over in his grave.

But I digress. Let’s talk about books.

I’ve just read The Stepsister Scheme by Jim C. Hines, and it was a really fun book. All the characters were clever, distinctive, and amusing. The plot kept me turning the pages. I didn’t want it to end (now, I just have to get my hands of the rest of his Princess series). I never would’ve stumbled across Hines, if it weren’t for Kat Howard and her awesome blog (unintentionally, she’s responsible for the bulk of my Christmas book haul). I found Kat via something Neil Gaiman posted at some point, thus proving that the Internet is fantastic place for the Creatives. Which should never be confused with the ROUSes or the Borg, if one might be so oddly inclined.

Bear with me. I’m tired, and this coffee appears to have been made by stingy monkeys who failed to add enough actual COFFEE.

Now, I’ve begun reading Deanna Raybourn’s latest installment in her Julia Grey series, Dark Road to Darjeeling, which is fantastic. If Deanna’s written a book, it is always good. Except, I suspect, the ones left in the attic. But anyone who has written anything has manuscripts that resemble Frankenstein’s monster. If you don’t, you either need to readjust your ego—or you are Shakespeare reborn, in which case I expect novels and plays starring three witches, Inverness, and a magical fairy named Puck. GO. (Note: I am being silly and projecting a bit. My point, which is buried rather densely, is that Deanna is a brilliant author–and I relish reading what she’s written. This current novel plays a bit on my admiration of peacocks, and now I’m afraid I’m going to have to find a dress in peacock blue.)

The rest of the To Be Read Pile is as follows:

  • On Writing by Stephen King – I’ve been meaning to read this for years. I’ve read excerpts. I want to learn.
  • Full Dark, No Stars by Stephen King – I’ve heard such good things about this novel. I’m very excited.
  • The Dark is Rising series by Susan Cooper. By all accounts, a fantastic series, and I’m so looking forward to it.
  • The Ice Queen by Alice Hoffman. I read Practical Magic years ago, after seeing and LOVING the movie, and I’ve been meaning to read something else by her. Now, I can.
  • Carmilla by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu. A vampire novel published 25 years before Dracula, and one of his sourcebooks. This one was a surprise from my brother. I suppose I really should try my hand at another vampire novel. (Yes. Another. The first one is in the attic.) I promise: no one will sparkle or be named Edward. Or Reneesme.
  • Her Fearful Symmetry by Audrey Niffenegger. I had to copy her last name directly from the book, because I can’t even begin to recall the spelling on my own. I’ve heard excellent things about this novel (*cough* Andrea *cough*), and anyone who references Blake is fine by me.

It was a wonderful, happy, book-filled, food-filled Christmas. There were also video games, which is something of a tradition in my house.

I hope that everyone had a great holiday.