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Tuesday, June 1, 2010

books finished in May 2010

After reading only seven books in April, I sort of half-heartedly challenged myself to double that number for May. Hmmmm...doesn't look like I made it, does it? ;) But you know what--I actually couldn't care less. Well, I guess that's not entirely true--I still wish I had managed to read more of the bazillions of wonderful books out there. But I'm not at all in a state of mind to complain about it, as I finished some of the most amazing books this month. Seriously. The. Most. Amazing.

*Monsters of Men by Patrick Ness
This is one of those that falls under that The. Most. Amazing. status. Trying to talk about this trilogy is like having my tongue tied in knots that even sailors couldn't manage. It's simply too effing incredible for words. Intense. From beginning to end. But meaningful in ways that most people could never even dream of expressing. Patrick Ness is a true genius. I love him so much for taking me places that I didn't really want to go, for making me think about things I didn't really want to think about, for facing the tough questions. And for not supplying me with all the answers.

*A Wizard of Earthsea by Ursula K. Le Guin
Since I already talked about this one in a post of its own, I won't say much now. But I thoroughly enjoyed this book. More than I even guessed I would. Ursula Le Guin doesn't scare me anymore. No, she won me over not only with her writing, but even more so with her outlook.

*Tender Morsels by Margo Lanagan
The. Most. Amazing. Yeah, definitely applies here. In different ways than the Chaos Walking trilogy. Yet in ways, they have much in common. These are both books full of emotion and meaning. But Tender Morsels. Damn...I'm sitting here crying just trying to put into words what this book means to me. I can't do it. I just can't. I know how utterly ridiculous it sounds...but I swear Margo Lanagan wrote this book *for me*. Of course, she didn't...she doesn't even know I exist. But maybe for the broader me she did. For all those people who have been raped, abused, hurt in any number of ways, and who then "ran away" when facing it was just too much. Bottom line, this is a book of healing. It is a precious gift of healing. But I've made it all sound so simple, and there is nothing simple about this book. How many times did Ms Lanagan venture into realms that just took my breath away? I couldn't begin to count. For it wasn't just about the healing. There were these scenes that just left me shaken...a scene where Urdda can't fathom the idea of not being about to walk down a street by herself, a scene where Liga is first made to face the harm that overprotectiveness has caused, a scene where Branza gets to see a much loved friend only to face the fact that illusion doesn't hold up to reality. I don't think any book has ever felt this personal to me before.

*Keeping You a Secret by Julie Anne Peters
My first Julie Anne Peters book. And definitely not my last. I can definitely understand why she is so loved an author. I adored this book. It was so utterly readable...I'm guessing that makes no sense, huh? I just don't know quite how to say what I mean...it's just that I was so sucked into the story and so enamored with the characters. It was sweet and tender and harsh and realistic. And it was one of those books that had me so hooked that I got pissy when I had to set it down.

*William Shakespeare's The Tempest retold by Franzeska G. Ewart
My only disappointment of the month. I ordered this without knowing anything about it. I was hoping it was a retelling with a twist sort of book. With a unique perspective. Something that would make for fun reading and good essay assignment for Annie. But it wasn't that. And I fully admit it never claimed to be. It was honestly just a retelling. Told by Ariel, but with nothing new, nothing different to add to the original. Oh well, can't win 'em all, right?

*Water: The Drop of Life by Peter Swanson
A companion book to the PBS series of the same title. I've never seen the series, though I would now very much like to. Divided into twelve chapters, each focusing on a different aspect of water, the book told a multitude of different stories from all around the world.

*The Tempest by William Shakespeare
Rich, Annie, and I read this aloud together. My first time reading it. And I very much enjoyed it, though (don't hurt me Chris) I think I still like both MacBeth and A Midsummer Night's Dream better. It was much different than I expected, though I can't honestly pinpoint what it is I did expect.

*The Stuff of Legend Book 1: The Dark by Mike Raicht and Brian Smith
This was a total impulse buy. I just could not resist the artwork in this book--I had to have it. :) And don't just take my word for it--this quote by Brian K. Vaughan says it perfectly, "This is some of the loveliest artwork I've seen in a comic book in a long, long time, and a darkly beautiful story to boot." It's the story of a little boy living during WWII who is kidnapped by the Boogeyman. His toys come to life as they enter the dark to try to save him. While the art so incredibly gorgeous, and the idea of toys coming to life seems neither original nor dark, let me assure you this truly is not a "cutesy" story. And I'm very sad that I have to wait for the next volume to come out.

Well, I'm not sure if June will bring more in the way of quantity, but I find it impossible to believe that it could ever bring more in the way of quality.

Monday, May 17, 2010

bits to smile over this weekend...

*Annie attended the Rochester Teen Book Festival on Saturday. Eight hours of books and authors and friends and fun left her with a smile plastered on her face! It was positively delightful to listen to her chatter away about it all when she got home. She's been a bit down lately, and it was just such a wonderful thing to see her so excited about something, so chatty and bubbly.

*Gray has a new money-making scheme. He has created a chart to tally every time Rich swears. He's decided that at the end of each week, Rich has to pay him a dime for every cuss word he uttered that week. I said to him, "But Gray, Daddy will end up broke." And he replied with this smug grin, "Yep, I'll never have to work a day in my life."

*I got to hear Chris's voice on the phone! I admit it--I am totally phone phobic, but talking to Chris was a pure delight! He swears to me that I wasn't a bumbling, babbling idiot (but I suspect he's just being kind :P).

*I finished Tender Morsels. Oh my. Seriously, this is just a book that will always reside in my heart. I'm still sort of at a loss as to how to even talk about it...it's beautiful, it's honest, it's heart-pulverizing, it's healing. It's perfection.

*We got the test results from Annie's end of year testing (a homeschooling requirement in NY). I've no idea why I worry about it. I never did before she skipped a grade. And obviously if she wasn't ready for work at a level above where her chronological age would place her in a public school, we never would have skipped her to start with, so why do I worry that she won't test well at that level?!! Add to that the fact, the test results don't really mean squat...unless she scores under the 33rd percentile, and then our homeschooling program would be placed on probation. I guess because I am simply accomplished in the art of needless worry. Anyway, the results arrived...and she had a composite score in the 99th percentile. So, big smiles that another year's testing is over. And the results being well more than we need to continue homeschooling. Now if the school year would just end...

*I had the weirdest dream. Now I assure you that at the time it jarred me into awakedness, I was not finding it at all smile-worthy, but now I can't help but laugh when I think about it. In this dream I'd gone to the library and told them that I wanted to volunteer there. They told me I needed to do two things: get CPR training and let them whack off the fingers of my right hand at the first knuckles. I agreed, and they had me put my hand up on the circulation counter and took a big old cleaver...and whack! This is when I woke up. Guess they wanted to make sure their volunteers were serious, huh? :P