Category Archives: Bookish Talk

For the Love of Words: Part One

More Stories We Tell Book CoverA few of you have sent emails asking about my literature class. I am two weeks into class and loving every minute of it. At first, I was hesitant to enjoy it because there is a lot of group participation required. I’m not shy but the assembling of groups makes me shudder. I consider myself a friendly sort, but when it comes to classwork, I prefer to work by myself. Call me a loner if you want but I get frustrated with slackers. So far though, the group discussions have been meaningful so I can’t complain.

Right now, we are discussing several short stories from More Stories We Tell, which is an absolutely fabulous collection of short fiction written by women. Some of the stories are only a few pages long but so powerful and thought-provoking. I just finished a story titled Love, Forever by Joyce Carol Oates and I am speechless over it.

I’ve always loved reading, but this class has reminded me how much I love the written word. I am sucking it all up like a sponge, reading and writing up a storm. It’s work, but fun work.

In between homework assignments I am reading five other books! All of them good too. I don’t know how bloggers who are also full-time students manage it.

The Sunday Salon: Eating, Visting and of course, Reading

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Sigh. I love the weekend. I mean, who doesn’t? I started the day off meeting a book club friend for breakfast. Eggs Benedict is the most perfect food in the world. Seriously.

Later on we’re hitting a friend’s house for pizza and swimming. The hot weather from last week has left us though, so we went from 111 degrees to a cool 72 which may not be warm enough to swim.

As for reading, I am reading a lot of books right now. Yes, Mockingjay is one of them. I’ll save my initial thoughts for the review though. Reading several books at once has its advantages but it certainly has its disadvantages too. For one, I always feel as if I am reading the same thing because so little progress is made in any one book. BUT, at the same time it feels as if I am dipping my hand into many pots which sort of satisfies me number wise.

Only true readers understand this. Anyone else,  just thinks I’m nuts.

Oh, and I just remembered that I haven’t done my homework yet for my lit class that meets tomorrow. Guess I know what I’ll be doing in the immediate future.

What are you doing today?