In March I finished several books I didn't like. In April I quit reading several books that I liked. I'm very moody. I didn't finish The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion because it was too sad, but it's very good and I recommend it. I also didn't finish Great House by Nicole Krauss even though I liked it. I found myself dreading it. Don't know why. I'll try again to read it. But I probably won't read Magical Thinking until my husband dies and then only to sink further into my depression, which is the opposite of what he would do if I died, which is to remarry--which I don't approve of. These Mormon men--they think polygamy is OK. But it's not! They're so hung up on their eternal increase to which I say, "SPARE ME," and "GOOD LUCK."
I only finished three books in April. I actually spent a lot of time writing my book proposal in April. (My time might have been better-spent.)
My kids were really offended when I read Maria Ricks' parenting book:
Darn that Maria Ricks. She tells it like it is. You kind of have to be a good person if you want good kids. Discipline (as in "disciplining" your kids) is the same as discipline (as in having "discipline"). You want your kids to make their beds? You have to make your bed. Don't want them to be petty? You can't be petty either. When people say that parenting is hard, this is what they mean. I love Maria Ricks. This is a good book with lots of practical tips.
This is a fun book. It's kind of a lifestyle and manners book based on Jackie O. She's pretty interesting. Did you know her feet were size 10? Boats!
This was a good, quick read. I don't even remember what it's about. But the lists are easy to read and remind you not to be a jerk to your kids. It's helpful.
Things got exciting in May!
This is a great book. It kind of depressed me because it's a lot like the book I want to write--right down to walking into plate glass windows and dog rescue. So basically my book has already been published by a child star. I have no chance.
I decided to self-soothe.
I watched the show growing up, but I never read the books. I should have. They are so great. I talk about them all the time now. There is so much interesting information in them. The highlight of the Big Woods is maple syrup season. Could you make maple syrup if you had to? I could.
At this point you start to wonder if Pa is some kind of squatting, radical, libertarian. Is Ma angelic or passive aggressive? It's hard to say. But it doesn't matter. Because on the prairie they build a house with glass windows made of real glass! The Ingalls are informed that they got malaria from eating water melon grown by the river. Stupid country doctors. Everyone knows you get malaria from chilly night air.
Almanzo is hot.
They move from the glass-windowed prairie house to a cricket-infested dug out. Pa's wanderlust is starting to get old. Bless his heart.
I think they may stay here for a while. They are really excited about living by a new town. It still sounds pretty bleak to me. Maybe it's the snow inside their house. These books are the comfort food of reading.
I liked this book a lot. It's quirky and interesting. It's about a girl and her friend growing up in the 70s. Sleepovers, babysitting, detention, boys--They remind me of myself and my weird little friends more than any characters I've ever read about. For example, they realize you can't say "fudge" with a British accent.
This book seemed SO awesome:
It's about an Irish detective who looks exactly like a murder victim so she pretends like the murder victim didn't die and lives her life in order to catch the murderer. Cool, no? It's OK. There's no amazing twist or anything. I wouldn't bother reading it if I were you.
That's April and May for you. You will all be happy to know I downloaded Jane Eyre to read on my Nook. It will be the second Nook book I've read. I should probably read more on it. I started to get carpal tunnel in my wrists from holding up The Likeness--it's a 450 page hard-back and my wrists are terribly dainty, like Jane Eyre's (presumably).