I’ll Never Read Them All

I’m feeling kind of sad this morning. A little down. You see, yesterday I went through my goodreads tbr and deleted the books I’m not particularly interested in anymore, as well as a hand full of duplicates. Now, my tbr is smaller than the average book blogger’s, only about 75, and yesterday I eliminated 10-15 books from it.

And as of today I have ADDED about 10 books.

Because new books are being written and published all the time. Books that sound fascinating and amazing! There are so many books that I want to read!

But I average about two books a month.

There’s no way I can keep up. No matter how many books I read, my list of books I want to read will always be getting longer and longer and longer because there are always more and more books. Which is wonderful! We are so lucky to live in an age where books are so readily and easily available and there is such a variety that we never have to worry about getting bored.

But I’m feeling sad. Because I realized.

I will never be able to read them all.

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Review: Fuzzy Nation

Fuzzy Nation by John Scalzi

9647532Genres: Science Fiction, Fiction
Maturity Level: 4
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Jack Holloway works alone, for reasons he doesn’t care to talk about. Hundreds of miles from ZaraCorp’s headquarters on planet, 178 light-years from the corporation’s headquarters on Earth, Jack is content as an independent contractor, prospecting and surveying at his own pace. As for his past, that’s not up for discussion.

Then, in the wake of an accidental cliff collapse, Jack discovers a seam of unimaginably valuable jewels, to which he manages to lay legal claim just as ZaraCorp is cancelling their contract with him for his part in causing the collapse. Briefly in the catbird seat, legally speaking, Jack pressures ZaraCorp into recognizing his claim, and cuts them in as partners to help extract the wealth.

But there’s another wrinkle to ZaraCorp’s relationship with the planet Zarathustra. Their entire legal right to exploit the verdant Earth-like planet, the basis of the wealth they derive from extracting its resources, is based on being able to certify to the authorities on Earth that Zarathustra is home to no sentient species.

Then a small furry biped—trusting, appealing, and ridiculously cute—shows up at Jack’s outback home. Followed by its family. As it dawns on Jack that despite their stature, these are people, he begins to suspect that ZaraCorp’s claim to a planet’s worth of wealth is very flimsy indeed…and that ZaraCorp may stop at nothing to eliminate the “fuzzys” before their existence becomes more widely known. 

Maybe I’m just choosing the wrong John Scalzi novels, but I’m starting to suspect that he’s highly overrated. Fuzzy Nation, which is based off the H. Beam Piper novel Little Fuzzy, takes what could have been a very serious and compelling Sci-Fi work asking deep and meaningful questions, and turned it into an action-adventure-courtroom-drama. Continue reading

Our Family’s Favorite Picture Books

My oldest son, Matthew, is three, and he absolutely loves books. Proud mama, right here! He’s always been pretty into books. In fact, I have a great picture of him looking at the pictures in a book as young as three months old. Usually this book love takes the form of picking ONE book that he is obsessed with and reading it over and over and over again. (Sound like anyone we know?)

Over the last three years that book has changed many times. But I thought it might be fun to share some of those favorites with you all. I’m adding Amazon links in case you see one you like. I’m not an affiliate or anything, just want to spread the love!

So here they are, in more-or-less the order he enjoyed them in.

Green Eggs and Ham by Dr. Seuss

51vTMFD5q9L._SX359_BO1,204,203,200_What a classic! When my son was about six months old this was the only long book he would sit still for. The rhyming patterns and frequent repetition make this a great book for small children. As a bonus, I also really enjoyed reading him this book every day. Unlike some kids books, it never got old. Continue reading

The Pros and Cons of Buddy-Reading

I bought myself Fuzzy Nation early this year, and I finally got the chance to pick it up this weekend. I got through the first two chapters and my husband saw me reading it.

“I wanted to read this one!” he said. (He can’t have wanted to read it that bad, it’d been sitting on my shelf for a few months, untouched.) “Do you mind if I read the first chapter? I’m kind of tired of Treasure Island.

And so we embarked upon our third attempt at partner reading a book together.

The first book we read together was Ready Player One. It was so much fun to do! We both enjoyed it. As a pioneering work in what I’ve coined “nerd fiction” we had LOTS to talk about, and we were on vacation, so passing it back and forth was no big deal.

The second book we read together was His Majesty’s Dragon, one of my personal favorites. But while I finished it, my husband lost interest about halfway through. At the time I thought it was because almost no books keep him interested long enough to finish, but now I wonder if it wasn’t because we had to move through it so slowly. I would take it to work, read a chapter, bring it home, and pass it off to him to read that chapter the next day. Very slow going.

This third time, again, we didn’t finish together. In the first weekend of reading we made it about halfway through Fuzzy Nation, but then he forgot to take it to work with him, and I just went ahead and finished it. Ooops. Continue reading

Review: The Invisible Library

The Invisible Library by Genevieve Cogman

27209460Series: The Invisible Library
Genres: Fantasy, Fiction
Maturity Level: 3
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Irene is a professional spy for the mysterious Library, a shadowy organization that collects important works of fiction from all of the different realities. Most recently, she and her enigmatic assistant Kai have been sent to an alternative London. Their mission: Retrieve a particularly dangerous book. The problem: By the time they arrive, it’s already been stolen. 
London’s underground factions are prepared to fight to the death to find the tome before Irene and Kai do, a problem compounded by the fact that this world is chaos-infested—the laws of nature bent to allow supernatural creatures and unpredictable magic to run rampant. To make matters worse, Kai is hiding something—secrets that could be just as volatile as the chaos-filled world itself.
Now Irene is caught in a puzzling web of deadly danger, conflicting clues, and sinister secret societies. And failure is not an option—because it isn’t just Irene’s reputation at stake, it’s the nature of reality itself…

This is a classic example of a book that isn’t very good but was wildly entertaining anyway. I mean, it’s hard to go wrong with a library spy novel. Dr. Who meets Thursday Next.

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Guest Post: My Wife Reading The Goblin Emperor

Okay, so I don’t know if this is technically a guest post. This showed up in my inbox yesterday from my husband, and he’s not a blogger or anything. But it was too sweet to not post.

17910048When Katie is truly happy, she becomes at a loss for words, which is why she is always silent after the hilarious dad jokes I tell. This was the case for her when reading The Goblin Emperor by Sarah Monette (as Katherine Addison). On nearly every occasion where I found her reading this book, she would invariably come to a stopping place, put the book down and exclaim, “This book is so good!” But, that was essentially the end of her commentary; no explanation. And none was necessary for in that moment, I saw how happy she was, and that was enough. Katie connected with the book, and that’s what I find to be important about books and about art in general. Connection is what makes art valuable and meaningful. Continue reading

Do You Need a Breather Between Books?

Let me set the scene for you.

You’re on the last page of your book. As you finish you might sigh in happiness, or maybe you roll your eyes, but either way you close the book. And … then what?

Used to be I would take my book over to the bookshelf, put it in, and immediately pull out a new one and dive right in. Time permitting, of course. But lately I find that I need a bit of time to digest a book. Usually I won’t start reading a new one until the next day. Sleeping on it just feels … necessary. I don’t really know why, it’s not like I’m usually hung up on it, unable to stop thinking about it, or something like that. And I’m perfectly capable of writing a review after starting a new book. I just don’t feel like reading something new until I’ve slept.

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