I am participating in The True Book Addict’s High Summer Read-a-thon this week. It’s not too late to sign up and join in (there are prizes involved). Also, no restrictions on what or how you read. Michelle also hosts other Seasonal Read-a-thons during the year, including the FrightFall RAT in late September.
I thought I would be spending most of the week finishing a few books I have been neglecting, then last night some strange force compelled me to start rereading A Game of Thrones. So, I may get caught up in that :)
I learned how to write fiction by understanding the language of visual art.
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows was released seven years ago - July 21, 2007.
Ah, yes, I remember this day so well. I spent most of it reading. :)
I was extra sad, for the end of a series, the horrible loss of characters, but also because I was reading (in spirit) for a friend of mine. AJ had been suffering from cancer for a couple of years, when she passed away in May 2007, and one thing she had been hoping to live long enough for was Book 7. I really thought it just sucked that she never knew. So, I always think about her when I read it….always.
“My name is Zadie Smith, and I am a 38-year-old pathological reader. I would like to say in my defense that I don’t really get the appeal of YOLO. I live many times over. Hypothetical, subterranean lives that run beneath the relative tedium of my own and have the power to occasionally penetrate or even derail it. I find it hard to name the one book that was so damn delightful it changed my life. The truth is, they have all changed my life, every single one of them—even the ones I hated. Books are my version of ‘experiences.’”
What It Means to Be Addicted to Reading: Summer is a wonderful time for the bibliophile.
Believe it or not
Okay, I just love how they drew everybody’s face.
Anne Frank’s all like, “Oh, too depressing? It was the fucking Holocaust.”
The semantics and pragmatics of parent-child communication
(to be continued)
This reminds me of a book I read last week: THE WORD EXCHANGE. It’s dystopian horror for word nerds. Well, at least, I was horrified.
For Hemingway’s birthday, his timeless advice to aspiring writers