Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Monday, November 10, 2008
Silly Things Like Text Format And Paper Quality Bug Me
I actually dislike the edition of Leaves of Grass that I have to the point that it makes me irritated every time that I see it.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Hook, Line, And Sinker (But Now I'm Mixing Metaphors)
It has been awhile since a book has taken me into its maw and steadfastly refused to release me.
Labels:
books,
call and response,
moments of happiness,
reading
Thursday, August 21, 2008
If Anyone Asks, My Name Is Marilyn
The magic of customer service has allowed me to acquire a free messenger bag with my textbook order, even though I didn't get the offer until sixteen hours after I placed my order.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Perhaps He Awaits Me At The Top Of The Tower
I feel that due to the massive amounts of drama in my life right now, I have unintentionally denied him in the experience of discussing his favorite book series with me.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Pan's Labyrinth And Ahab's Wife (Or The Star Gazer)
There is a certain undeniable element of joy and satisfaction that is found in sharing something that you love with someone that you love and having them love it as you do.
Labels:
books,
moments of happiness,
movies,
simple pleasures,
together
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Don't Carry The (In/Mid/End) World Upon Your Shoulders
Forever more, Hey Jude will make me think of a certain gunslinger.
Friday, June 20, 2008
"Real People Pay Real Money To Hang Out With My Imagination"
Stephen King should be proud of his ability to hit the proverbial nail on the metaphorical head.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
My Kingdom For A Library!
Pretty soon I will be forced to make bookshelves out of books so that I will have somewhere to store my books.
Monday, April 7, 2008
Now I'm So Far Away From You, I'm Naming A Star For You
Running across lyrics jotted down on band flyers tucked into the back of Candide takes me back to a time in my life I'd rather not visit.
Labels:
books,
discomfort,
past and present,
sensitivity to music
Friday, March 21, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
With A Smile From Ear To Ear
Watching a small child walk up to my register with an armload of books almost as tall as she is gives me hope for the future.
Labels:
books,
children/childhood,
future,
hope,
moments of happiness,
reading
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Pick Your Reading Materials Carefully
Gene Wilder comes to me in a dream, surrounded by produce, and filled with questions for me about his auto-biography.
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Sometimes Dreams Do Come True
Laying together on the couch - nestled against one another, fingers gently, ever so slightly, touching - we read.
Friday, February 1, 2008
I Yearn For Beauty
Flipping through 'how to paint flowers with watercolors' books for inspiration and references for Micah makes me wish that I had room in my tiny house for a studio.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Yeah, I Was That Kid
It has always bothered me that in the story of Goldilocks three identical bowls of porridge cool at remarkably different rates.
Labels:
books,
children/childhood,
questioning reality,
science
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
More Than Simply Ink On Paper
There is a particularly delightful rush of emotion that occurs when you realize that you are passing on one of your favorite childhood books to someone who may one day feel the same way about it as you do.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
First Editions Of My Favorite Format Are Well Worth The Wait
The book that I have been waiting to be released for over a year has finally made its way into my outstretched hands.
Labels:
books,
dorkiness,
excitement,
moments of happiness,
reading,
waiting
Thursday, January 10, 2008
A Handful Of Hopeful Words
Having a mound of books just waiting for me to read them gives me a feeling of deep happiness and stability.
Labels:
books,
moments of happiness,
plans,
reading,
simple pleasures
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
I Haven't The Words
I was nearly moved to tears tonight when my boyfriend's mother (and the mother of my heart) gave me her first edition of Rainer Maria Rilke's Letters To A Young Poet.
Labels:
books,
gift,
holidays,
moments of happiness,
mother,
reactions,
surprises,
tears of happiness
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
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