I love having books around and yes we can always use shelves. I love reading in my purple velvet chair or in bed. I prefer real books as I spend most of my days on the computer so I want to get away from a digital devise.
You have a purple velvet chair? Sounds like a perfect place to read. I .love purple, and I love soft textures. I get it about wanting to get away from digital devices. I used to work as a tech writer, and the last thing I wanted to do when I got home from work was to get on the computer. Thanks for commenting.
My fantasy reading place (indoors) would be a window that is inset with a cushioned place to sit, preferably on the second floor next to a wide tree, so I could look up from my book occasionally and notice the leaves in the tree or a squirrel or bird. But I also love reading outdoors--on the deck of my cabin (when it's warm enough and the winds aren't blowing) or next to a lake or even ocean, if one's handy.
I'm reading "In Love with the World," by Mingyur, Rinpoche, a Tibetan teacher's tale of leaving his monastery and traveling alone through India, begging for food and encountering many difficulties. It's a classic story of a Buddhist journey.
Oh yes, the window seat with a view! I once lay in hammock strung between house and cottonwood and read for about an hour--which greatly annoyed the resident squirrel, who chittered and threw leaves down at me until I went back inside. Yes to outdoors, too! When I was in graduate school in San Jose, I really needed to go to the ocean--and I also needed to finish reading Macbeth--so I brought my hefty Riverside edition of Shakespeare with me, bundled mayself into a sweatshirt jacket, and finished reading the play. I'm guessing there's still sand between the pages.
I just finished The Hour of Land by Terry Tempest Williams, two weeks ahead of my self-imposed deadline. Individually, the essays are mostly thoughtful, with many outstanding sentences. Some essays resonated more strongly for me than others (not surprising), but as a whole, the book often felt, if not shallow, then unsurprising and repetitive. Maybe it’s meant to be read slowly over time. My next book is The Other Black Girl, a novel by Zakiya Dalits Harris. After that, All the Ugly and Woqnderful Things by Bryn Greenwood.
Let me know what you think of The Other Black Girl. I heard about it on a podcast (I think), and I'm curious but not ready to commit to it. What made you choose it to read next? Same question about the Greenwood book.
Uhhhh . . . he's 3 . . . and you are so lucky he's not a climber. I have a grandson who could escape his crib then his room (which had a baby gate) and sometimes the house. He once climbed on top of the refrigerator and helped himself to chewing gum--all of it--and more than once he escaped by popping the screen off the living room window and taking off into the neighborhood, wet diaper not slowing his pace. So congratulations on gradually replacing tall bookshelves because, as you said, "You never know."
I once tried to read Lamb and had the same problem with it you did. Let me know how you like Obama's memoir. Which Obama? Which memoir?
I love having books around and yes we can always use shelves. I love reading in my purple velvet chair or in bed. I prefer real books as I spend most of my days on the computer so I want to get away from a digital devise.
You have a purple velvet chair? Sounds like a perfect place to read. I .love purple, and I love soft textures. I get it about wanting to get away from digital devices. I used to work as a tech writer, and the last thing I wanted to do when I got home from work was to get on the computer. Thanks for commenting.
Nice! It sounds lovely!
My fantasy reading place (indoors) would be a window that is inset with a cushioned place to sit, preferably on the second floor next to a wide tree, so I could look up from my book occasionally and notice the leaves in the tree or a squirrel or bird. But I also love reading outdoors--on the deck of my cabin (when it's warm enough and the winds aren't blowing) or next to a lake or even ocean, if one's handy.
I'm reading "In Love with the World," by Mingyur, Rinpoche, a Tibetan teacher's tale of leaving his monastery and traveling alone through India, begging for food and encountering many difficulties. It's a classic story of a Buddhist journey.
Oh yes, the window seat with a view! I once lay in hammock strung between house and cottonwood and read for about an hour--which greatly annoyed the resident squirrel, who chittered and threw leaves down at me until I went back inside. Yes to outdoors, too! When I was in graduate school in San Jose, I really needed to go to the ocean--and I also needed to finish reading Macbeth--so I brought my hefty Riverside edition of Shakespeare with me, bundled mayself into a sweatshirt jacket, and finished reading the play. I'm guessing there's still sand between the pages.
I just finished The Hour of Land by Terry Tempest Williams, two weeks ahead of my self-imposed deadline. Individually, the essays are mostly thoughtful, with many outstanding sentences. Some essays resonated more strongly for me than others (not surprising), but as a whole, the book often felt, if not shallow, then unsurprising and repetitive. Maybe it’s meant to be read slowly over time. My next book is The Other Black Girl, a novel by Zakiya Dalits Harris. After that, All the Ugly and Woqnderful Things by Bryn Greenwood.
Let me know what you think of The Other Black Girl. I heard about it on a podcast (I think), and I'm curious but not ready to commit to it. What made you choose it to read next? Same question about the Greenwood book.
Uhhhh . . . he's 3 . . . and you are so lucky he's not a climber. I have a grandson who could escape his crib then his room (which had a baby gate) and sometimes the house. He once climbed on top of the refrigerator and helped himself to chewing gum--all of it--and more than once he escaped by popping the screen off the living room window and taking off into the neighborhood, wet diaper not slowing his pace. So congratulations on gradually replacing tall bookshelves because, as you said, "You never know."
I once tried to read Lamb and had the same problem with it you did. Let me know how you like Obama's memoir. Which Obama? Which memoir?