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Ancient Greek Classics Circuit

26 Jan

So, I didn’t manage to post by my midnight goal last night, because I was on a deadline for my other site.  I’m taking part in the Ancient Greek Classics Circuit this month and I’m day ONE of the tour.

My discussion of Electra is now up on Aurelia – go check it out!

Reading Electra Aloud in The Dark

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Where Are the Stars?

19 Jan

night sky

Image by Dave Young via Flickr

When you’re lying in bed at night looking up at the stars, don’t panic when you suddenly wonder “Where the Hell is the ceiling?!”

This quote reminded me of a couple of really beautiful scenes in the book I finished today. The one I can’t even write about yet because I’m rendered stilled, speechless by it. Hopefully tomorrow the words will come. For tonight, I can talk about the stars.

Granted.  For me, usually it’s the other way around.  I’m boxed in my room like a caged bird, staring up at the ceiling and wondering what happened to the stars.  I have to confess to missing the late night stargazing my friends and I used to do when we were younger and had the freedom to stay out all night, and drive out to the river or the lake and just watch the endless sky – a billion stars dancing about, daring me to catch them, name them, beg them for favors.

I still find myself utterly awestruck on clear nights up at the cabin in Vernon or the odd crystalline night in the valley.  They have  the power to stop me in my tracks, hold me prisoner for a time. There’s something calming, soothing about staring at the immensity of the night sky.  And something almost magical too.  A whole universe pregnant with possibilities that I can’t even begin to comprehend.

And oddly, that doesn’t scare me even a little bit.  It just puts me back in sync with that singular question that makes me feel like I’m safe and in my place in this world: It begs me to ask “What If?”

I Have Nothing Clever to Say Today…

7 Jan

Really Weird Elvis Poster From South America

Really Weird Elvis Poster From South America. I have no idea why it came up as a suggested photo for this post, but I thought it hilarious so it's in! (Image by joanna8555 via Flickr)

It’s after 11pm.  I’m mindlessly reading forum posts on Amazon of all places.  ( I didn’t even know Amazon had forums until tonight! Did you?)

My review of Managing Death by Trent Jamieson took much longer than I thought, but it’s done and up at Aurelia.  And I got a Wow! Thank-you! from the author.  Which of course is NOT why I write the reviews, but it’s nice to know I’ve made someone’s day anyway.  For some reason positive reviews are always more exhausting to write.  With negative reviews I go in with a list of things I didn’t like.  Sometimes there’s a list with positive ones, but I think more accurately, if the author has done a really good job, I just loved it and while enjoying myself, didn’t notice all the stuff that made it great.  I have to go back and analyze that afterwards.

At any rate.  I now have what feels like a million books I need to read and my brain is exhausted and my apartment once again a mess…. so… I know it’s pathetically un-entertaining, but that’s all you get for tonight folks. Me and my Nook are going to bed.

Happy Friday. Sweet Dreams.  See you tomorrow!

Wait, wait don’t go…..I thought of some questions for you.  Wondering what your take is on some news headlines…specifically the Borders  financial situation.  Do you think they’ll pull through?  Curious of your thoughts, and I’ll post mine tomorrow when my brain is functioning again.

Had more headlines, but I realized they are all book and publishing related. So I’ll save ’em for my other blog.  (I really need to check out CNN or  something , huh?)

xoxo – Bex

The Sound of Silence

7 Jan

Braun HF 1, Germany, 1958

Image via Wikipedia

Last month I had my cable, which I spent most of the hot summer months, semi-addicted to, turned off. I hadn’t been watching it for the most part over the past few months and I was just paying far too much for it.   Cool on-demand features and all.   I’ve gone without TV before.  For a year on my mission, and for a time in New York.  I enjoy reading, writing, listening to podcasts and music and actually having conversations with people.

But I’m starting to feel it as a different experience this time around.  I live alone, for one.  Which wasn’t a factor on either of the other occasions. Any work I do is from home. And living far enough away from the rest of my friends and family to make popping over for a quick visit a bit unreasonable, I find myself at home, alone, a lot. Phone calls have been almost entirely replaced by texts, emails, and planning via Facebook.  I’m feeling a bit like an island that the waters of the world roll and rumble past.

I suppose I’d gotten used to at least having the background noise of voices rambling on from time to time, making the place feel a bit more…lived in.  There’s almost an eerie reluctance to sit in my living room now,  where it seems the lifeless thing should be chattering away.  But after I think about it for a while, I decide that it’s nice to have one less distraction.  One less thing camouflaging the reality of my life.  It’s good that I now notice that I spend so much time at home alone.  It makes it easier want to make plans to get out of the house and visit friends or even look forward to the social hum of grocery shopping.

I wonder when technology started being such a substitute for the human connection.  Immediately, I suppose, but it seems to have grown exponentially in the past decade at least.  We feel connected, through our networks and our updates and “knowing” what is going on with everyone we’ve ever met. But are we? And, what will the far future hold? How much is the human race really capable of changing before our nature forces a revolution of sorts? Random thoughts.  I know.

As for me and my little experiment… I’ve decided to keep the television unplugged until I no longer miss it anymore.

What’s Wrong with The Lying Game?

29 Dec

 

You may not want to get me started on that subject.  But, since I’ve already vented on at least a few of the things that got under my skin at Aurelia, you are probably safe reading about it over there.

The Lying Game by Sara Shepard

 

Seventeen year old Emma has just been kicked out of her last foster home when she finds out she has an identical twin sister living in the next state. Well, not exactly living. Sutton, who appears as a ghostly narrator in the story, has just been murdered, and when Emma takes a road-trip to meet her long-lost twin she finds herself pulled into her sister’s life and searching for clues to explain her death.

Doesn’t sound like a bad concept, right? It’s really not. In fact, the first part of the book had me hooked. I’m learning about Emma’s slightly clichéd but still fairly interesting life. I’m digging her affection for journaling about comebacks she should have used and writing news headlines for her life. And I’m vastly curious about the snuff-film, the ‘Mean Girls’ style game being played, and about Sutton and how she mysteriously died only to materialize in Emma’s grungy bathroom with no memory of the event.

via REVIEW: The Lying Game by Sara Shepard.

New Reviews: Scott Westerfeld’s Uglies Series

22 Dec

My 2 for 1 review of both Uglies and Pretties by Scott Westerfeld is now up at Aurelia.  There’s also a bonus Cover Fix and wallpapers up for grabs. Please jump over and check it out.

2 in 1 Review: Uglies & Pretties by Scott Westerfeld « Aurelia..

Best Holiday Gift Ever!

15 Dec

I posted this over on writefly.  But just in case you didn’t see it there and you still aren’t sure what to get me for Christmas– I’m feeling generous, so I’ll help you out a bit.

 

Think it’s just your every day orange mini? You would be oh so wrong, my friends.

Check it out:

For the Bibliophile Who Has it All.

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