Category: Books

I’m going to make this quick because I’m behind by five days. How embarrassing. I had a poor showing this month. I’ve been concentrating on other things. Even so, according to Goodreads I’m three books ahead of schedule for my yearly goal. Yes, I’m awesome. The Forgotten Man: A New History of the Great Depression…

I had a pretty poor showing this month. Only four books: The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck The Conch Bearer by Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft by Stephen King The Forgotten Garden by Kate Morton My favorites were The Grapes of Wrath and On Writing. I liked King’s book…

The Worst Hard Time by Timothy Egan and To Hell With All That: Loving and Loathing Our Inner Housewife by Caitlin Flanagan were my two favorite books this month. The Worst Hard Time, which details the lives of some of the people who stayed behind during the great dustbowl of the thirties, made my heart ache a little…

I read eight books this month: The Art of Happiness: A Handbook for Living by the Dalai Lama and Howard C. Cutler The One and Only Ivan by Katherine Applegate Band of Brothers by Stephen E. Ambrose The Lost Lake by Sarah Addison Allen My Antonia by Willa Cather Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth…

I’ve worked every day this week. On Tuesday I logged in for one meeting. While in the meeting I realized I was not capable of doing any work and promptly climbed back in bed where I spent the rest of the day. Wednesday I slept in, not logging in until the late morning. I intended…

I’ve been sick sick sick. Over the past week, when I haven’t been working I’ve been in bed. Occasionally I’m on the couch with my mother watching an episode of Star Trek. One of the really old ones from the 1960s. Who thought wearing mini skirts in space was a good idea? But mostly I’m…

I began the month by reading A Constellation of Vital Phenomena by Anthony Marra. It was one of the best written books I’ve read this year. It was also heart-rending. I loved the idea that our lives are in large measure what people all around us, that we know and that we will never know, do. Each…

I enjoyed reading Surprised By Joy (by C.S. Lewis) but not in the way I’ve loved Lewis’ other books. But then, I rather suspect his purpose in writing it was not to provide his reader with enjoyment. I loved The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society (by Mary Ann Shaffer). I’d heard mixed things…