It’s Monday and #BookBlogWriMo – Day 3

monday#BookBlogWriMo – Day 3
11/3 – Where You Read – Pretty self-explanatory. Bonus for a picture!

Right now I am reading anywhere I can. Today I read in the car while I was waiting to pick up the kids from school. I read in the car while I was waiting on my friend to walk. I read a bit on the stationary bike (I think winter might bring more of that). I read while I was standing in the kitchen waiting on the noodles to boil. And my very favorite place to read?

This week I am reading/listening to:

The Drowning Girl Outlander  Crane Stormbringers (Order of Darkness)
This Week: 10:33:44 This Week: Chapter 31 This Week: Page 112 This Week:
Last Week: 8:37:46 Last Week:
Chapter 20
Last Week:
 Last Week:
Not Started

In the Queue:

James Dashner ‘sThe Death Cure (Maze Runner Trilogy) [Hardcover]2011 Poison Study (A Soulfinders Novel) The Hunger Angel: A Novel Company of Liars by Maitland, Karen (2009) Paperback

#BookBlogWriMo – Day 2

11/2 – How You Read – Paperback? Hardcover? Ereader? Smartphone? Bookmarks, note taking in the margins, or highlighting? Tell us some of your reading rituals!

I used to be a voracious reader, but this summer things fell apart. And now I barely seem to have time to get two pages in at night before bed, before I pass out cold. What has changed? Many things. I think top of the list actually is owning a smartphone. It is so easy to be distracted by Facebook and all of the other things that must have my attention RIGHT NOW!

Also I discovered around July, that I have moved from being a book reader to being a Ereader. How I discovered this was it was about this time that my Nook, which I have had for about 2 years began to die. It became more and more difficult to turn on. Once it was on it would stay on until the battery died. It was then a noticed how much a relied on that damn machine to read. 20 minutes to power up and that was on a good day.

Now I finally have a new reader (Google Nexus) but I am a seemly reformed insomniac. In August I started running. OK jogging. OK moving at a pace slightly faster than walking. And as a shall we say person of size, it is exhausting. So I am not lucky if I get one or two pages in at the end of the night before I am passed out cold asleep.

A few weeks ago I decided to make a change to my rituals, which obviously are not working for me anymore. So I am trying to set aside sitting up, wide awake reading time.

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So my 14-year-old decided to try NaNoWriMo this year. And I decided that if she can crank out a novel in the next 30 days I can manage to attempt #BookBlogWriMo.  Maybe just maybe I can get my mojo back. Some days I hope it will be my usual posts and features but also it will be the prompts from Book Bumblings list.

Today it begins.

11/1 – History of Your Blog – Tell us how you got started! When did you start your blog? Why? What have been some of your trials and tribulations? How many pigs did you have to sacrifice to get people to see your Facebook posts?

I started this blog to make the switch from keeping written journals of what I was reading to an electronic one.  I discovered challenges and reviews and Armchair BEA and A Novel Challenge and I fell in love with my blog.

I still am generally in a place where I care less about readers, by that I mean the numbers I am very fond of those readers who comment and stick around through my ups and downs.

One of the hardest things for me is consistency. I often find I am overextend IRL and my reading time and my blog are the first to suffer.

Here’s to November and 30 days of posting.

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Five Star february: Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen

Water for Elephants: A Novel

Title: Water for Elephants
Author: Sara Gruen
Summary: Though he may not speak of them, the memories still dwell inside Jacob Jankowski’s ninety-something-year-old mind. Memories of himself as a young man, tossed by fate onto a rickety train that was home to the Benzini Brothers Most Spectacular Show on Earth. Memories of a world filled with freaks and clowns, with wonder and pain and anger and passion; a world with its own narrow, irrational rules, its own way of life, and its own way of death. The world of the circus: to Jacob it was both salvation and a living hell. Jacob was there because his luck had run out – orphaned and penniless, he had no direction until he landed on this locomotive ‘ship of fools’. It was the early part of the Great Depression, and everyone in this third-rate circus was lucky to have any job at all. Marlena, the star of the equestrian act, was there because she fell in love with the wrong man, a handsome circus boss with a wide mean streak. And Rosie the elephant was there because she was the great gray hope, the new act that was going to be the salvation of the circus; the only problem was, Rosie didn’t have an act – in fact, she couldn’t even follow instructions. The bond that grew among this unlikely trio was one of love and trust, and ultimately, it was their only hope for survival. (GoodReads Summary)
Why I Loved It:  The setting, the characters, the time period, the love story, all of it.
Who would like this: I run to not walk to read this before they ruin it with a the movie.
Favorite Quotes:

When you are five, you know your age down to the month. Even in your twenties, you know how old you are. I’m twenty-three you say, or maybe twenty-seven. But then in your thirties, something strange starts to happen. It is a mere hiccup at first, an instant of hesitation. How old are you? Oh, I’m–you start confidently, but then you stop. You were going to say thirty-three, but you are not. You’re thirty-five. And then you’re bothered, because you wonder if this is the beginning of the end. It is, of course, but it’s decades before you admit it.”


“Dear God. Not only am I unemployed and homeless, but I also have a pregnant woman, bereaved dog, elephant, and eleven horses to take care of.”

Five Star February: V for Vendetta by Alan Moore

V for Vendetta

Title: V for Vendetta
Author: Alan Moore
Summary: A powerful story about loss of freedom and individuality, V For Vendetta takes place in a totalitarian England following a devastating war that changed the face of the planet. In a world without political freedom, personal freedom and precious little faith in anything comes a mysterious man in a white porcelain mask who fights political oppressors through terrorism and seemingly absurd acts. It’s a gripping tale of the blurred lines between ideological good and evil
Why I Loved It:  I am almost tempted at this point to see if you can tell me.  Post-apocalyptic? Check. Insurrection against fascist government? Check. Strong female protagonist? Check!
Who would like this: I consider this a must read for graphic novel fans and sociologists alike.
Favorite Quotes:

Remember, remember the fifth of November of gunpowder treason and plot. I know of no reason while gun powder treason should ever be forgot.”

“Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn’t there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How did this happen? Who’s to blame? Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you’re looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn’t be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. “

Five Star February: The Stolen Child by Keith Donohue

The Stolen Child

Title: The Stolen Child
Author: Keith Donohue
Summary: Inspired by the W.B. Yeats poem that tempts a child from home to the waters and the wild, The Stolen Child is a modern fairy tale narrated by the child Henry Day and his double. On a summer night, Henry Day runs away from home and hides in a hollow tree. There he is taken by the changelings—an unaging tribe of wild children who live in darkness and in secret. They spirit him away, name him Aniday, and make him one of their own. Stuck forever as a child, Aniday grows in spirit, struggling to remember the life and family he left behind. He also seeks to understand and fit in this shadow land, as modern life encroaches upon both myth and nature. In his place, the changelings leave a double, a boy who steals Henry’s life in the world. This new Henry Day must adjust to a modern culture while hiding his true identity from the Day family. But he can’t hide his extraordinary talent for the piano (a skill the true Henry never displayed), and his dazzling performances prompt his father to suspect that the son he has raised is an imposter. As he ages the new Henry Day becomes haunted by vague but persistent memories of life in another time and place, of a German piano teacher and his prodigy. Of a time when he, too, had been a stolen child. Both Henry and Aniday obsessively search for who they once were before they changed places in the world. (GoodReads Summary)
Why I Loved It:  I am fascinated by The Old Ones.  Not the modernized, disney-fied  fairy but the ancient, morally complex fae. The Changeling stories are a personal favorite and this modern version is so well done.
Who would like this: Long ago when I still had a book club the whole of it read this.  On the whole these were not fantasy readers but everyone seemed to enjoy it.
Favorite Quotes:

“It’s only a story.’ As if such words made it less real. But I did not believe him even then, for stories were written down, and the words on the page were proof enough. Fixed and permanent in time, the words, if anything, made the people and places more real than the everchanging world.” 

“Allure goes beyond appearances to the way they grace the world. Some women propel themselves by means of an internal gyroscope. Others glide through life as if on ice skates. Some women convey their tortured lives through their eyes; others encircle you in the music of their laughter.”