My ship stood out in the vast array of vessels, since it was the only giant robot. – Ernest Cline I just finished the funnest book ever.* And I mean, like, Harry Potter fun. After reading a Book Riot piece called How to Recover from an AMAZING Book, and absolutely relating to the literature hangover … Continue reading Ready Player One: Epic Fun Factor
I’ve been cranking along with my New Year’s Resolution to read five memoirs or biographies this year. I started with Swimming To Antarctica: Tales of a Long-Distance Swimmer by Lynne Cox, then listened to Enchantment: The Life of Audrey Hepburn by Donald Spoto. Both were more informative than entertaining, and both felt quietly deceptive, like … Continue reading Wild: A book review in four words
“We cannot say, ‘It was my imagination,’ because three other people were there too.” “I could say,” Eleanor put in, smiling, “ ‘All three of you are in my imagination; none of this is real.’ ” -Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House I just read The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson, and … Continue reading The Haunting of Hill House: Holy Crap.
When we lived in Minnesota, we enrolled our daughter in the state sponsored Early Childhood Family Education (ECFE) program. We paid a small fee, sent her to preschool two mornings per week, and twice a month I joined her in her classroom. On parent days, the moms would spend an hour with our kids, then … Continue reading We talked to our kids about sex
A man without a wife can be lonely in a big black Mercedes, no matter how many readers he has. – Howard Jacobson Have you ever read a book that just didn’t do it for you, but had one character, one scene, or one line that has stuck with you forever? You’re going through life, … Continue reading Have you ever learned a critical lesson from an only okay book?
I selfishly gave The Old Man and the Sea to our nine year old son for his birthday, with the inscription, “Happy Birthday! Ernest Hemingway is one of my favorite authors. I hope you have a wonderful birthday. Love, Mom 2012.” Even now, when I read what I wrote, I expect it to say what … Continue reading Reading Hemingway with our son