Writing the good read
I read a lot of dog books. Fiction with dogs as characters; books about dog psychology; tomes that cover the history of the relationship between people and dogs. I’ve written here before about some of the great dog books I’ve read. Now, a few months later I find I have another stack of eight books…
I don’t often purchase books of short stories. I’m more likely to get a book of essays based on someone’s real life — most recently Michael Chabon’s Manhood for Amateurs, a fine book of essays on fatherhood, that included the piece “A Textbook Father” that was so real and so funny on the subject of…
First, my mom called today and left a message that I had to correct the record: in my post about Books my Mom Gave Me a few days back I forgot to mention that she practically had to force me to read Gone With The Wind, which I then devoured. Let the record show that…
I think the first book I remember my mom giving me was a big yellow hardcover of Maybelle the Cable Car by Virginia Lee Burton (she also wrote Mike Mulligan and His Steam Shovel). I loved that book and kept it until I was a parent myself. I gave it to my son. He ripped…
Hi, I’m Heather and honored to be guest posting today! Lisa and I share a love of reading, so she asked me to write about books. I’m a YA enthusiast but also enjoy chick lit or a comically written non-fiction from time to time. I read a lot – and friends, both online and off,…
I do a lot of reading. The picture here is me peaking out of the pile of some 80 books that I’ve read in the last 18 months. Actually, I’ve read more than that. Some I’ve filed already (once blogged about, they’re shelved) and others I’ve loaned to friends (who know they have to give…
I know that baseball is over for the year (*sob*). Until the winter manager meetings, I won’t even bother to read the sports section. For now, my baseball reading will be limited to perusing my cousin Jay’s postings at Futility Infielder and his work at the Baseball Prospectus (note of warning: he’s a Dodgers fan;…
I have a niece who is as much of a reader as I am. She’s 12 and can’t get enough of books. I hope as I write this she’s taken my suggestion to heart and started in on Jane Austen — she reads at the high school level already. We were talking last week on…
It was the Monday night before the Tuesday when our cleaners come, and I was once again contemplating the three tall piles of books on top of the bookshelves next to the bed. They are starting to lean precariously and pose a danger in the case of even a small earthquake. Really; I’m not exaggerating….