On Books

The biggest issue/fear/concern I have about going back to college is the potential limitation I will have on my fiction reading. I hope like hell figure that I will squeeze in reading regular ole fiction somewhere between homework, studying, and the nine thousand history books I will have to read.

And I read anything (well, almost. I draw the line at romance) and in any format. I love my Kindle and I love paper books. When I read on my Kindle I get spoiled with the ability to look up words and read in a dark room. When I read paper books I love being able to actually see how long a chapter is going to be and how far along I am in a book by where my bookmark is…and not in percentages.

I have spent all summer trying to absorb as many books as I possibly can through some sort of magical sunshine and sparkly cold water technique. It isn’t working. I’m almost paralyzed to pick something up because I only have about 5 weeks until school starts and I want the books to all be GOOD.

I’ve got a stack of at least a dozen books from the library and another ten or more on hold. I’m a fairly fast reader (I average about 1-2 books a week) but I’m confident I’ll never get through all that I want to read…which is why I’m hoping I’ll be able to read fiction while taking a full load at school.

Some of the titles that I’m anxious to get my hands on and read:

“The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August” by Claire North
“The Witching Hour” By Anne Rice (although I’ve read it once I never got around to books 2 and 3 in the series so I want to re-read it, something I VERY seldom ever do)
“Midnight’s Children” by Salman Rushdie
“Joe Steele” by Harry Turtledove
“The Romanov Prophecy” by Steve Berry
“Thiefmaker” by D.B. Jackson
“The Watchmaker of Filigree Street” by Natasha Pulley
“House of Leaves” by Mark Danielewski
“The Hanged Man” by P.N. Elrod
“The New York Trilogy” by Paul Auster

It’s pretty obvious that I LOVE historical fiction but I also love a good thriller, paranormal/sci fi, alternative history, and mainstream fiction. Again, there isn’t much I won’t read except I tend to stay away from romance and super fluffy books only because I need more meat to keep me reading.

I’d love to know what YOUR FAVORITE BOOKS ARE?

Here is a QUICK list of SOME of my all-time favorite books – books that are just well written, well developed, and keeps you on the edge of your seat READING!

“11/22/63” By Stephen King
“Time and Again” by Jack Finney (don’t let the funky book cover discourage you!)
“All the Light Cannot See” by Anthony Doerr
“The House of Special Purpose” by John Boyne
“The Mummy” by Anne Rice
“Kane & Abel” by Jeffrey Archer

For a longer list I would have to go and search my Goodreads account and I’m too lazy right now. These are only the half dozen that came immediately to mind and/or I’ve read in the last year or two.

Please share with me your favorite books because I need a bigger stack from the library!

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Oh Yeah, It’s Monday

It’s just one of those days.

When I pulled out of my garage and drove the three blocks to my subdivision’s swimming pool I was able to get annoyed twice. I am not even sure how that’s possible. A car pulling out of their driveway and not looking forced me to come to a complete stop. And at the stop sign me and another car arrived facing each other at exactly the same moment. I had my indicator on waiting for them. THEN they turned on their turn signal.

Not a great way to start a Monday at 6:30 in the damn morning.

I overslept too.

Normally I’m up by 5:30 so I have time to make my coffee and do other little things around the house before I go and spend 150 minutes in water aerobics. Today I had barely enough time to lather up on sunscreen.

And suddenly we are heading towards the end of July.

Which means summer is almost over.

NO!

In a few weeks I will be registering the two kids at high school and then summer will really be over and yet there is SO MUCH left to do this summer.

You know, those crazy ass things I had on my list.

Like read 35 history books. So far, I’ve read four.

And defrost my big freezer (fat chance, that sucker was just restocked with a ton of meat on sale). And scrapbook more. And finish editing my L.A. novel (I am ALMOST finished with it. Another twenty or so chapters and then it will only need…hopefully…some line editing and fine-tuning). And get the freezer full (after I defrost the sucker, of course) of freezer meals for those busy days/nights when I will be coming home from school right around the dinner hour. And read a handful of classics.

Right now I am a mixture of exhaustion and a dash of overwhelmed. I’ve got a kid laid up after foot surgery (and I suddenly have to drive him everywhere. Super fun, let me tell you). I’ve got another kid getting ready to take driver’s education and hopefully between now and school starting a car will be in his future. I’ve got school books to read, ASL videos to watch so I can try and have a miniscule leg up, and novels to read before I may not have as much time for fiction. I’ve got dentist appointments, a floor that needs refinishing and would require us to be out of the house for three days, and a garden to tend to. I’ve got a non-fiction book I’m trying to self-publish and another novel I am trying to rewrite/edit. I’ve got an aggressive swim exercise routine seven days a week I go to. And I’ve got to keep the fire burning on a potential job search that could move us yet again somewhere else.

Okay, for now I’m going to manage to walk down the hall and drink more coffee and rewrite another chapter when what I really want to do is pipe my coffee intravenously as I take a nap under the fan. Oh, hello Monday, you bastard.