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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 24 May 2012 08:11:44 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>bcs</category><category>challenge</category><category>movies</category><category>teasers</category><category>historical fiction</category><category>Autobiography</category><category>winter challenge 2011</category><category>event</category><category>Kate</category><category>bestseller</category><category>new release</category><category>Linda</category><category>Susan</category><category>spring challenge 2012</category><category>prizes</category><category>summer challenge 2010</category><category>year in review</category><category>winter challenge</category><category>dystopian</category><category>True Crime</category><category>Veronica</category><category>thoughts</category><category>summer challenge 2011</category><category>spotlight</category><category>spring challenge 2011</category><category>review</category><category>young adult</category><category>Literary</category><category>banned books week</category><category>winter challenge 2010</category><category>romance</category><category>member profile</category><category>national reading group month</category><category>Sci Fi</category><category>summer challenge</category><category>times</category><category>miscellaneous</category><category>one little word</category><category>Mystery/Thriller</category><category>fall challenge 2011</category><category>goals</category><category>meeting</category><category>book choices</category><category>new author</category><category>nonfiction</category><category>Karen</category><category>must-read</category><category>fall challenge</category><category>sites to see</category><category>group picture</category><category>spring challenge</category><category>31 shots of shock</category><category>animal</category><category>anniversary</category><category>wish list</category><category>words</category><category>giveaway</category><category>surveys</category><category>awards</category><category>poetry</category><category>features</category><category>100</category><category>fall challenge 2010</category><category>fiction</category><category>52 books in 52 weeks</category><title>Novel Discussions</title><description>~all about books from classic to current~</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1023</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/NovelDiscussions" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="noveldiscussions" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-7437411554748872301</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 20:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-07T15:19:54.103-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nonfiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>The Book Page</title><description>Do you read &lt;a href="http://www.bookpage.com/the-book-case/"&gt;The Book Page blog&lt;/a&gt; (the book case)? There was a recent post about &lt;a href="http://www.bookpage.com/the-book-case/2012/03/20/20-books-for-your-reading-group/"&gt;20 unexpected book club picks&lt;/a&gt;. A bunch of them sound pretty good. Remember, we need 3 to pick from for December!&lt;br /&gt;
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I think I'm going to get this one:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Final Exam&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;a href="http://paulinechen.typepad.com/"&gt;Pauline Chen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QCP7PsN_Su0/T6guHShK3YI/AAAAAAAAFeo/3oiipCNb9v8/s1600/final+exam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QCP7PsN_Su0/T6guHShK3YI/AAAAAAAAFeo/3oiipCNb9v8/s320/final+exam.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Pauline Chen began medical school twenty years ago, she dreamed of saving lives. What she did not count on was how much death would be a part of her work. Almost immediately, Chen found herself wrestling with medicine’s most profound paradox, that a profession premised on caring for the ill also systematically depersonalizes dying. &lt;em&gt;Final Exam&lt;/em&gt; follows Chen over the course of her education, training, and practice as she grapples at strikingly close range with the problem of mortality, and struggles to reconcile the lessons of her training with her innate knowledge of shared humanity, and to separate her ideas about healing from her fierce desire to cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From her first dissection of a cadaver in gross anatomy to the moment she first puts a scalpel to a living person; from the first time she witnesses someone flatlining in the emergency room to the first time she pronounces a patient dead, Chen is struck by her own mortal fears: there was a dying friend she could not call; a young patient’s tortured death she could not forget; even the sense of shared kinship with a corpse she could not cast aside when asked to saw its pelvis in two. Gradually, as she confronts the ways in which her fears have incapacitated her, she begins to reject what she has been taught about suppressing her feelings for her patients, and she begins to carve out a new role for herself as a physician and as human being. Chen’s transfixing and beautiful rumination on how doctors negotiate the ineluctable fact of death becomes, in the end, a brilliant questioning of how we should live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving and provocative, motored equally by clinical expertise and extraordinary personal grace, this is a piercing and compassionate journey into the heart of a world that is hidden and yet touches all of our lives. A superb addition to the best medical literature of our time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-7437411554748872301?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/05/book-page.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QCP7PsN_Su0/T6guHShK3YI/AAAAAAAAFeo/3oiipCNb9v8/s72-c/final+exam.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-7403488366908022177</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 01:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-06T20:02:04.788-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">group picture</category><title>Group Picture-Domestic Violets</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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We had some mixed feelings on this one! Some of us loved it, some of us thought it was just okay. I, for one, thought it was hilarious! (Mary was, in fact, present for the meeting, but she skipped out early to grade papers.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-7403488366908022177?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/05/group-picture-domestic-violets.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AUaj2iuk88I/T6cd43Dw18I/AAAAAAAAFd8/IGHVJUAtrdI/s72-c/domestic+violets+photoshop.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-8894014210410080722</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2012 13:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-02T08:59:39.016-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">historical fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">book choices</category><title>June Book Choices!</title><description>In June, we'll be reading historical fiction! Here are our options:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id="freeText15214694579101619457"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Mistress of Nothing&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.katepullinger.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate Pullinger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;| Paperback, 249 pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TGtoSoSeUlI/T6E9FDOpOOI/AAAAAAAAFdg/KxEzM1mGg50/s1600/the+mistress+of+nothing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TGtoSoSeUlI/T6E9FDOpOOI/AAAAAAAAFdg/KxEzM1mGg50/s320/the+mistress+of+nothing.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lady Duff Gordon is the toast of Victorian London. But when her debilitating tuberculosis requires healthier climate, she and her lady's maid, Sally, set sail for Egypt. It is Sally who describes, with a mixture of wonder and trepidation, the odd menage marshalled by the resourceful Omar, which travels down the Nile to a new life in Luxor. When Lady Duff Gordon undoes her stays and takes to native dress, throwing herself into weekly salons, language lessons, excursions to the tombs, Sally too adapts to a new world, affording her heady and heartfelt freedoms never known before. But freedom is a luxury that a maid can ill-afford, and when Sally grasps more than her status entitles her to, she is brutally reminded that she is mistress of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1862, the real Lucie, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lucy,_Lady_Duff-Gordon"&gt;Lady Duff Gordon&lt;/a&gt;, a well known writer and hostess, traveled to Egypt with her maid. Her letters form the basis for this historical novel.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;The Mistress of Nothing won the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canadacouncil.ca/prizes/ggla/2009/mm128993979164933477.htm" title="Governor General’s Literary Award for Fiction"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Governor General’s Literary Award for Fiction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, one of Canada’s most prestigious literary prizes. It has a 3.52 rating on &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/6427742-mistress-of-nothing"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodreads&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Paris Wife&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/290189.Paula_McLain"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paula McLain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;| Paperback, 392 pages&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cr0QwN_tZ4/T6E9MjgTQ2I/AAAAAAAAFdo/hlcblBZ7yvM/s1600/the+paris+wife.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cr0QwN_tZ4/T6E9MjgTQ2I/AAAAAAAAFdo/hlcblBZ7yvM/s320/the+paris+wife.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicago, 1920: Hadley Richardson is a quiet twenty-eight-year-old who has all but given up on love and happiness—until she meets Ernest Hemingway and her life changes forever. Following a whirlwind courtship and wedding, the pair set sail for Paris, where they become the golden couple in a lively and volatile group—the fabled “Lost Generation”—that includes Gertrude Stein, Ezra Pound, and F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though deeply in love, the Hemingways are ill-prepared for the hard-drinking and fast-living life of Jazz Age Paris, which hardly values traditional notions of family and monogamy. Surrounded by beautiful women and competing egos, Ernest struggles to find the voice that will earn him a place in history, pouring all the richness and intensity of his life with Hadley and their circle of friends into the novel that will become &lt;em&gt;The Sun Also Rises&lt;/em&gt;. Hadley, meanwhile, strives to hold on to her sense of self as the demands of life with Ernest grow costly and her roles as wife, friend, and muse become more challenging. Despite their extraordinary bond, they eventually find themselves facing the ultimate crisis of their marriage—a deception that will lead to the unraveling of everything they’ve fought so hard for. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;In addition to being a novelist, McLain is also a poet and teacher at John Carroll University. The Paris Wife has a 3.72 rating on &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/8683812-the-paris-wife"&gt;Goodreads&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Red Tent&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://anitadiamant.com/?page_id=70"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anita Diamant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; | Paperback, 321 pages&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9qzDt8jlgM0/T6E9S44cdjI/AAAAAAAAFdw/mOjvLZx4w-M/s1600/the+red+tent.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9qzDt8jlgM0/T6E9S44cdjI/AAAAAAAAFdw/mOjvLZx4w-M/s320/the+red+tent.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her name is Dinah. In the Bible, her life is only hinted at in a brief and violent detour within the more familiar chapters of the Book of Genesis that tell of her father, Jacob, and his twelve sons.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Told in Dinah's voice, Anita Diamant imagines the traditions and turmoils of ancient womanhood--the world of the red tent, the place where women gathered during their cycles of birthing, menses, and even illness. It begins with the story of the mothers--Leah, Rachel, Zilpah, and Bilhah--the four wives of Jacob. They love Dinah and give her gifts that sustain her through childhood, a calling to midwifery, and a new home in a foreign land. Dinah's story reaches out from a remarkable period of early history and creates an intimate connection with the past.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Deeply affecting, &lt;em&gt;The Red Tent&lt;/em&gt; combines rich storytelling with a valuable achievement in modern fiction: a new view of biblical women's lives.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Diamant is known for her works of non-fiction, guides to Jewish life. The Red Tent, published in 1997, was her first work of fiction. It is a perennial book club favorite. It has a 4.09 rating on &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/6071159-the-red-tent"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodreads&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Natalie is hosting the June meeting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-8894014210410080722?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/05/june-book-choices.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TGtoSoSeUlI/T6E9FDOpOOI/AAAAAAAAFdg/KxEzM1mGg50/s72-c/the+mistress+of+nothing.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-6345277204368384575</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 20:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-23T15:10:07.189-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">awards</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><title>Pulitzer Prize for Fiction 2012, or not?!</title><description>I can't believe I didn't realize this until now (since the awards were given a week ago), but there was no &lt;a href="http://www.pulitzer.org/node/8501"&gt;Pulitzer Prize&lt;/a&gt; for Fiction awarded this year! For the eleventh time in Pulitzer's history (and the first since 1977), no book received the Fiction Prize.&lt;br /&gt;
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I didn't really know this was an option. None of the 3 books nominated for the fiction prize received a majority of the votes, so the judges didn't hand out the award. These were the books nominated:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Swamplandia!&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/26417.Karen_Russell"&gt;Karen Russell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ryzpHYC3ep4/T5WyqS-U4NI/AAAAAAAAFdI/0rPFIvvMXsM/s1600/swamplandia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ryzpHYC3ep4/T5WyqS-U4NI/AAAAAAAAFdI/0rPFIvvMXsM/s320/swamplandia.jpg" width="216" /&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;Thirteen-year-old Ava Bigtree has lived her entire life at Swamplandia!, her family’s island home and gator-wrestling theme park in the Florida Everglades. But when illness fells Ava’s mother, the park’s indomitable headliner, the family is plunged into chaos; her father withdraws, her sister falls in love with a spooky character known as the Dredgeman, and her brilliant big brother, Kiwi, defects to a rival park called The World of Darkness. As Ava sets out on a mission through the magical swamps to save them all, we are drawn into a lush and bravely imagined debut that takes us to the shimmering edge of reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Pale King&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4339.David_Foster_Wallace"&gt;David Foster Wallace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Train Dreams&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6468.Denis_Johnson"&gt;Denis Johnson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Suffused with the history and landscapes of the American West—its otherworldly flora and fauna, its rugged loggers and bridge builders—the new novella by the National Book Award-winning author of &lt;em&gt;Tree of Smoke&lt;/em&gt; captures the disappearance of a distinctly American way of life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-4941597386589435674?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/04/group-picture-reader.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H6Rca2LlOLc/T41uoj1GkZI/AAAAAAAAFcs/TJ6rbeKIhfM/s72-c/cropped+large.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-1986951960765484626</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2012 23:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-12T18:54:09.602-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">new release</category><title>Calico Joe  by  John Grisham</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VHs3-2C5zX8/T4drAd7N4-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/a9zHs6Sf-c4/s1600/Calico%2BJoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VHs3-2C5zX8/T4drAd7N4-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/a9zHs6Sf-c4/s320/Calico%2BJoe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5730666706629420002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazon Q &amp; A with John Grisham &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's your favorite baseball team?&lt;br /&gt;A: St. Louis Cardinals. My father was a Cardinals fan, as was my grandfather. When I was a kid growing up in the rural south, everyone listened to the Cardinals on the radio. We seldom missed a game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's your most memorable game--as player, coach, or fan?&lt;br /&gt;A: I played a lot of baseball when I was a kid and teenager, but I do not recall making any spectacular plays. When I coached baseball, my teams usually lost. As a fan, Game 6 of the World Series last year, Cardinals vs. Rangers, comes to mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Have you played or coached baseball? What position?&lt;br /&gt;A: I was an average high school baseball player with big dreams. I tried to play in college, but got myself cut in the fall practices. I was an outfielder with a weak arm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why are there seemingly more baseball books--both fiction and nonfiction--than other sports?&lt;br /&gt;A: Baseball is a uniquely American sport, and it is the oldest organized sport in the country. It has a rich and colorful history, and up until the last generation, it was the most popular sport for kids to play. Sadly, that is changing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who was the Joe Castle of your childhood--a player you revered? And was there a Warren Tracey?&lt;br /&gt;A: I was never much of a Red Sox fan, but I adored Tony Conigliaro. He was a great player, and a certain Hall of Famer. The beanball that struck him in the eye ruined a great career. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: While researching Calico Joe, did you attend or watch games? Did you write any of the book at a stadium?&lt;br /&gt;A: I only write in one place, and that's my office at home. I take a lot of notes when I travel around and research, which I did for Calico Joe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Did you employ any other behind-the-scenes techniques--watch old footage, interview players, read old issues of Sports Illustrated?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes, all of the above. I interviewed several former major league players. I read lots of old magazines, news articles, and books about baseball, and specifically, The Code. I found some footage of famous beanball wars of recent times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do the beanball or the brushback have a place in today's baseball? Even Joe seemed to accept them as "part of the game."&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes. There are times in baseball when a particular hitter must get hit. There are many reasons for this, but retaliation is always a factor. Problems arise though when the pitch is above the shoulders, and aimed at batter's head. If a pitcher does this intentionally, and they do it all the time, they are fooling around with a player's career. Throwing at a batter's head is never acceptable in baseball, even as retaliation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Have you ever been hit? Have you ever hit someone else?&lt;br /&gt;A: Every baseball player gets hit. Fortunately, I was never beaned in the head. Our coaches never let me anywhere near the pitcher's mound, so I never hit a batter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you love baseball? If so, why? Any concerns that the sport and its stars (as Warren gripes in the book) have changed?&lt;br /&gt;A: I still love baseball but it's not the game of my youth. The pro game today is dominated by money and, frankly, there is a lot of bad baseball being played. I find it frustrating, but I always get pumped at World Series time. College baseball is far more exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calico Joe had every kid's baseball fantasy - lightening start in his big league debut, the lifting of a sad-sack team (the Cubs) to contender status, broken records, the adulation of his teammates and fans - and then he didn't. John Grisham has written a very good and captivating story - more than a baseball story, though America's game is the canvass upon which this tragedy is painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warren Tracey was also a big leaguer - a pitcher - with the kind of stats that define most careers in the bigs: occasionally good, usually mediocre and sometimes awful. He was destined to never be remembered except by trivia hounds once his career reached its uncelebrated end - until his involvement in a baseball drama that ensured his name would be written in baseball lore, though not in any manner he would have desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is told through the eyes of Warren's eleven year old boy Paul and alternates between 1973, the year Calico Joe and Warren were in the game together, and thirty years later when all three characters are still living lives vastly influenced by the events of that year. Warren not only contributed to one of the game's great "what ifs," but also through his wretched performance as a father and husband, ensured that his family would bear the influence of being of and with Warren Tracey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go into more because detail would give away the drama to this slim book. Although not nearly as long as most Grisham novels, this story is worth the read. It is perfect for a single-evening immersion, so if you are the type of reader who likes to occasionally fully immerse yourself for a couple of hours with a good story and see it through to the end, this is your book. It reminded me somewhat of Grisham's book "The Testament" in that it touches on some of the same themes. It also is in the vein of "Bleachers" and "Painted House."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-1986951960765484626?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/04/calico-joe-by-john-grisham.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VHs3-2C5zX8/T4drAd7N4-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/a9zHs6Sf-c4/s72-c/Calico%2BJoe.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-6863343196188594476</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2012 10:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-12T05:40:00.592-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Literary</category><title>D.E.A.R. Day</title><description>It's &lt;a href="http://dropeverythingandread.com/NationalDEARday.html"&gt;D.E.A.R Day&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rop &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;E&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;verything &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;nd &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;ead! It was established in honor of &lt;a href="http://www.beverlycleary.com/about.aspx"&gt;Beverly Cleary's&lt;/a&gt; birthday. Read one of her books to celebrate the day. Who's your favorite character of Beverly Cleary's? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ramona &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="char_Ralph" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ralph &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="char_Beezus" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beezus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="char_Henry" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Henry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="char_Ribsy" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ribsy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="char_Maggie" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maggie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="char_Socks" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Socks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="char_Ellen" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ellen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="char_Otis" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Otis &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="char_Emily" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emily &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="char_Leigh" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leigh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="char_Mitch_and_Amy" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mitch and Amy &lt;br /&gt;
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My favorite is Ramona!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-6863343196188594476?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/04/dear-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ckKaLvkPb_k/T4XuR7pwQvI/AAAAAAAAFck/B5ANr9obLz8/s72-c/ramona+the+pest.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-6342121094512927841</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2012 13:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-05T08:13:28.466-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">new release</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><title>April Indie Next List</title><description>Have you seen the &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/indie-next-list?edition=201204"&gt;Indie Next List for April&lt;/a&gt;? Lots of great-sounding books, including this one...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;The Good Father&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.noahhawley.com/"&gt;Noah Hawley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfK1Dg8sngQ/T32Zj9mWlkI/AAAAAAAAFcU/A_oxxzpP1Zw/s1600/the+good+father.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfK1Dg8sngQ/T32Zj9mWlkI/AAAAAAAAFcU/A_oxxzpP1Zw/s320/the+good+father.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As the Chief of Rheumatology at Columbia Presbyterian, Dr. Paul Allen's specialty is diagnosing patients with conflicting symptoms, patients other doctors have given up on. He lives a contented life in Westport with his second wife and their twin sons—hard won after a failed marriage earlier in his career that produced a son named Daniel. In the harrowing opening scene of this provocative and affecting novel, Dr. Allen is home with his family when a televised news report announces that the Democratic candidate for president has been shot at a rally, and Daniel is caught on video as the assassin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Daniel Allen has always been a good kid—a decent student, popular—but, as a child of divorce, used to shuttling back and forth between parents, he is also something of a drifter. Which may be why, at the age of nineteen, he quietly drops out of Vassar and begins an aimless journey across the United States, during which he sheds his former skin and eventually even changes his name to Carter Allen Cash.&lt;br /&gt;
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Told alternately from the point of view of the guilt-ridden, determined father and his meandering, ruminative son, &lt;em&gt;The Good Father&lt;/em&gt; is a powerfully emotional page-turner that keeps one guessing until the very end. This is an absorbing and honest novel about the responsibilities—and limitations—of being a parent and our capacity to provide our children with unconditional love in the face of an unthinkable situation.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.noahhawley.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noah Hawley&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; is an American film and television producer (Bones), screenwriter, composer, and author. This is his fourth novel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Remember to keep some books in mind to choose from in December. It's our "Best of 2012" month.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-6342121094512927841?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/04/april-indie-next-list.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfK1Dg8sngQ/T32Zj9mWlkI/AAAAAAAAFcU/A_oxxzpP1Zw/s72-c/the+good+father.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-5467430762637034115</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2012 10:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-01T05:07:00.090-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">book choices</category><title>May Book Choices!</title><description>It's time to vote for the May book! We'll be picking from the comedy/humorous books this month.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Domestic Violets&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thenormannation.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew Norman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; | Paperback, 329 pages&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-99ie9gP_RQ0/T3WosrbRWNI/AAAAAAAAFbY/EHdakbrKDbQ/s1600/domestic+violets.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-99ie9gP_RQ0/T3WosrbRWNI/AAAAAAAAFbY/EHdakbrKDbQ/s320/domestic+violets.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tom Violet always thought that by the time he turned thirty-five, he'd have everything going for him. Fame. Fortune. A beautiful wife. A satisfying career as a successful novelist. A happy dog to greet him at the end of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The reality, though, is far different. He's got a wife, but their problems are bigger than he can even imagine. And he's written a novel, but the manuscript he's slaved over for years is currently hidden in his desk drawer while his father, an actual famous writer, just won the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction. His career, such that it is, involves mind-numbing corporate buzzwords, his pretentious archnemesis Gregory, and a hopeless, completely inappropriate crush on his favorite coworker. Oh . . . and his dog, according to the vet, is suffering from acute anxiety. &lt;br /&gt;
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Tom's life is crushing his soul, but he's decided to do something about it. (Really.) &lt;em&gt;Domestic Violets&lt;/em&gt; is the brilliant and beguiling story of a man finally taking control of his own happiness--even if it means making a complete idiot of himself along the way.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Earth, My Butt, and Other Big Round Things&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carolynmackler.com/Carolyn-Mackler-Story.asp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carolyn Mackler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; | Paperback, 244 pages&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G9g6cZPp7M8/T3Wo6OBW-SI/AAAAAAAAFbg/ASLctpHdH2U/s1600/earth+my+butt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G9g6cZPp7M8/T3Wo6OBW-SI/AAAAAAAAFbg/ASLctpHdH2U/s320/earth+my+butt.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fifteen-year-old Virginia Shreves has a larger-than-average body and a plus-size inferiority complex. She lives on the Web, snarfs junk food, and follows the "Fat Girl Code of Conduct." Her stuttering best friend has just moved to Walla Walla (of all places). Her new companion, Froggy Welsh the Fourth (real name), has just succeeded in getting his hand up her shirt, and she lives in fear that he’ll look underneath. Then there are the other Shreves: Mom, the successful psychologist and exercise fiend; Dad, a top executive who ogles thin women on TV; and older siblings Anaïs and rugby god Byron, both of them slim and brilliant. Delete Virginia, and the Shreves would be a picture-perfect family. Or so she’s convinced. And then a shocking phone call changes everything. &lt;br /&gt;
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With irreverent humor, insight, and surprising gravity, Carolyn Mackler creates an endearingly blunt heroine whose story will speak to every teen who struggles with family expectations - and serve as a welcome reminder that the most impressive achievement is to be true to yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;This book is written for teens, as are all of Mackler's books. She&amp;nbsp;received the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ala.org/yalsa/printz"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael L. Printz Honor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; for The Earth, My Butt, and Other Big Round Things. It has a 3.75 rating on &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/253106.The_Earth_My_Butt_and_Other_Big_Round_Things"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodreads&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously...I'm Kidding&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ellen_DeGeneres"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ellen Degeneres&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; | Paperback, 269 pages&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j17NTpaRdX0/T3WpC8RPTQI/AAAAAAAAFbo/6JN9AVjquSY/s1600/ellen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j17NTpaRdX0/T3WpC8RPTQI/AAAAAAAAFbo/6JN9AVjquSY/s320/ellen.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="freeText8959107910699759654"&gt;&lt;span id="freeText8959107910699759654"&gt;"Sometimes the greatest things are the most embarrassing." Ellen Degeneres' winning, upbeat candor has made &lt;a href="http://ellen.warnerbros.com/"&gt;her show&lt;/a&gt; one of the most popular, resilient and honored daytime shows on the air. (To date, it has won no fewer than 31 Emmys.) &lt;em&gt;Seriously... I'm Kidding&lt;/em&gt;, Degeneres' first book in eight years, brings us up to date about the life of a kindhearted woman who bowed out of &lt;em&gt;American Idol&lt;/em&gt; because she didn't want to be mean. Lively; hilarious; often sweetly poignant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
In her own words, Ellen says, “I've experienced a whole lot the last few years and I have a lot to share ... I think you'll find I've left no stone unturned, no door unopened, no window unbroken, no rug unvacuumed, no ivories untickled. What I'm saying is, let us begin, shall we?”&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Seriously...I'm Kidding has a 3.52 rating on &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/12549552-seriously-i-m-kidding"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodreads&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Read an excerpt &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/44758290/ns/today-books/t/ellen-degeneres-opens-her-third-book/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Karen is hosting the May meeting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-5467430762637034115?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/04/may-book-choices.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-99ie9gP_RQ0/T3WosrbRWNI/AAAAAAAAFbY/EHdakbrKDbQ/s72-c/domestic+violets.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-6374906346101233150</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2012 11:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-30T06:58:29.132-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">group picture</category><title>Group Picture-Autobiography of a Face</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AnK-KSGWoFs/T3WfsUVCqpI/AAAAAAAAFbE/uec3Y5d1T6I/s1600/face+merged.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AnK-KSGWoFs/T3WfsUVCqpI/AAAAAAAAFbE/uec3Y5d1T6I/s640/face+merged.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Autobiography of a Face&lt;/em&gt; was such a tragic and sometimes unbelievable story. It was even sadder to learn the outcome of Lucy's life. It was amazing what she was able to accomplish in spite of her illness.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8gf09h5O9hk/T3WZpCbhqQI/AAAAAAAAFa8/WqmLT5rXOTw/s1600/4+hearts+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="70" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8gf09h5O9hk/T3WZpCbhqQI/AAAAAAAAFa8/WqmLT5rXOTw/s200/4+hearts+copy.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-6374906346101233150?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/03/group-picture-autobiography-of-face.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AnK-KSGWoFs/T3WfsUVCqpI/AAAAAAAAFbE/uec3Y5d1T6I/s72-c/face+merged.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-5355249588276276744</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2012 01:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-20T20:19:57.371-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">spring challenge 2012</category><title>Spring Challenge 2012</title><description>It's time to begin the Spring Challenge! It's really going to be a &lt;em&gt;challenge&lt;/em&gt; this time! Let's read &lt;em&gt;Anna Karenina&lt;/em&gt; by Leo Tolstoy. Don't hate me! I know it's long and difficult. But, the movie adaptation starring &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0461136/"&gt;Keira Knightley&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000179/"&gt;Jude Law&lt;/a&gt; is coming out later this year, and we could all go see it. I don't think it's due for release until winter, so we'll actually have two seasons to finish it...see, it'll be easy!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKWPRwWHCJk/T2krkiD_J8I/AAAAAAAAFag/Q29wrGF4ATE/s1600/anna+karenina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img aea="true" border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKWPRwWHCJk/T2krkiD_J8I/AAAAAAAAFag/Q29wrGF4ATE/s320/anna+karenina.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Acclaimed by many as the world's greatest novel, &lt;em&gt;Anna Karenina&lt;/em&gt; provides a vast panorama of contemporary life in Russia and of humanity in general. In it Tolstoy uses his intense imaginative insight to create some of the most memorable characters in literature. Anna is a sophisticated woman who abandons her empty existence as the wife of Karenin and turns to Count Vronsky to fulfil her passionate nature - with tragic consequences. Levin is a reflection of Tolstoy himself, often expressing the author's own views and convictions. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-349A32javsQ/T2ksQUbCxnI/AAAAAAAAFao/cKnhn85_NgQ/s1600/keira+as+anna.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img aea="true" border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-349A32javsQ/T2ksQUbCxnI/AAAAAAAAFao/cKnhn85_NgQ/s320/keira+as+anna.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
So, who's joining in?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-5355249588276276744?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/03/spring-challenge-2012.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKWPRwWHCJk/T2krkiD_J8I/AAAAAAAAFag/Q29wrGF4ATE/s72-c/anna+karenina.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-6382579822165087699</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2012 00:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-20T19:37:25.130-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">winter challenge 2011</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">winter challenge</category><title>The Winter Challenge is Over!</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3799VGWcoc/T2kid42DkkI/AAAAAAAAFaY/plml8d9Rs6o/s1600/back+roads.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img aea="true" border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3799VGWcoc/T2kid42DkkI/AAAAAAAAFaY/plml8d9Rs6o/s320/back+roads.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can you believe winter is already over? How did you do with the seasonal challenge? The plan was to read (or re-read)&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Back Roads&lt;/em&gt; by Tawni O'Dell. We'll set the time and date for the winter challenge meeting this Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;
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This book is such a page turner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-6382579822165087699?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/03/winter-challenge-is-over.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3799VGWcoc/T2kid42DkkI/AAAAAAAAFaY/plml8d9Rs6o/s72-c/back+roads.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-6759893206649247463</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Mar 2012 02:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-15T21:27:53.814-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">must-read</category><title>An Invisible Thread: The True Story of an 11-Year-Old Panhandler, a Busy Sales Executive, and an Unlikely Meeting with Destiny by Laura Schroff</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3fLfuvt1Ks8/T2KlCT0cBeI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pLMy-0FyDtY/s1600/Book_3D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3fLfuvt1Ks8/T2KlCT0cBeI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pLMy-0FyDtY/s320/Book_3D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5720315935812486626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading this book and really enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maurice had never met anyone like Laura and Laura had never met anyone like Maurice. They were from two different worlds. Laura doesn't know why she stopped and turned back after Maurice asked her for some money, but she is glad she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through Maurice, Laura learned about the life he and thousands of others were living on a daily basis....not a pleasant life at all. Laura was helping Maurice to live a better life at least one day a week, and it seemed to be paying off since she could see a change in him even though he had to go back to his horrible living conditions after he left her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as learning about the living conditions of others, the author also gave the reader a chance to find out that her childhood/family life was not very easy.....her father was an abusive alcoholic, and her mother sat by not being able to defend herself or her children. Obviously the author's childhood and the childhood of her brothers and sisters had an impact on their entire life and on her decision to turn back and fulfill Maurice's plea for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The descriptions in the book are very detailed and heartbreaking but also heartwarming. You will become a part of the lives of every character and you will feel their pain and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Invisible Thread is the perfect title for this book. The book brought to the surface that we all have a connection to other human beings even though that connection may not be outwardly visible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-6759893206649247463?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/03/invisible-thread-true-story-of-11-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3fLfuvt1Ks8/T2KlCT0cBeI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pLMy-0FyDtY/s72-c/Book_3D.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-3089104280436305739</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2012 03:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-06T21:27:40.369-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">book choices</category><title>April Book Choices!</title><description>It's time to vote for the April book! This time we'll choose from the books-turned-movies category.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Descendants&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span itemprop="author" itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Person"&gt;&lt;a class="authorName" href="http://www.kauiharthemmings.com/" itemprop="url"&gt;&lt;span itemprop="name"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaui Hart Hemmings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;| Paperback, 320 pages&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xdDsrT2QkgQ/T1bVRKITnRI/AAAAAAAAFaA/DRepRne9eyU/s1600/the+descendants.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xdDsrT2QkgQ/T1bVRKITnRI/AAAAAAAAFaA/DRepRne9eyU/s320/the+descendants.jpg" uda="true" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fortunes have changed for the King family, descendants of Hawaiian royalty and one of the state’s largest landowners. Matthew King’s daughters—Scottie, a feisty ten-year-old, and Alex, a seventeen-year-old recovering drug addict—are out of control, and their charismatic, thrill-seeking mother, Joanie, lies in a coma after a boat-racing accident. She will soon be taken off life support. As Matt gathers his wife’s friends and family to say their final goodbyes, a difficult situation is made worse by the sudden discovery that there’s one person who hasn’t been told: the man with whom Joanie had been having an affair. Forced to examine what they owe not only to the living but to the dead, Matt, Scottie, and Alex take to the road to find Joanie’s lover, on a memorable journey that leads to unforeseen humor, growth, and profound revelations.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;The Descendants has a 3.80 rating on Goodreads. The movie, starring &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000123/"&gt;George Clooney&lt;/a&gt;, was released in 2011. He was nominated (but didn't win) for Best Actor for his portrayal of Matthew King. It did win an Oscar for Best Writing, Adapted Screenplay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Reader&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/2894.Bernhard_Schlink"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bernhard Schlink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; | Paperback, 215 pages&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SUwd8L12TLY/T1bVYWXAeqI/AAAAAAAAFaI/v_M9XEq1yeY/s1600/the+reader.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SUwd8L12TLY/T1bVYWXAeqI/AAAAAAAAFaI/v_M9XEq1yeY/s320/the+reader.jpg" uda="true" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hailed for its coiled eroticism and the moral claims it makes upon the reader, this mesmerizing novel is a story of love and secrets, horror and compassion, unfolding against the haunted landscape of postwar Germany.&lt;br /&gt;
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When he falls ill on his way home from school, fifteen-year-old Michael Berg is rescued by Hanna, a woman twice his age. In time she becomes his lover—then she inexplicably disappears. When Michael next sees her, he is a young law student, and she is on trial for a hideous crime. As he watches her refuse to defend her innocence, Michael gradually realizes that Hanna may be guarding a secret she considers more shameful than murder.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;The Reader has a 3.59 rating on Goodreads. The movie was nominated for various Oscars. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000701/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kate Winslet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; won Best Actress for her role as Hanna.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dead Man Walking&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.prejean.org/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helen Prejean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; | Paperback, 288 pages&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBZuQV5Jg94/T1bVec6F4EI/AAAAAAAAFaQ/wngR-TO4j7s/s1600/dead+man+walking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBZuQV5Jg94/T1bVec6F4EI/AAAAAAAAFaQ/wngR-TO4j7s/s320/dead+man+walking.jpg" uda="true" width="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In 1982, Sister Helen Prejean became the spiritual advisor to Patrick Sonnier, the convicted killer of two teenagers who was sentenced to die in the electric chair of Louisiana's Angola State Prison. In the months before Sonnier's death, the Roman Catholic nun came to know a man who was as terrified as he had once been terrifying. At the same time, she came to know the families of the victims and the men whose job it was to execute him--men who often harbored doubts about the rightness of what they were doing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Out of that dreadful intimacy comes a profoundly moving spiritual journey through our system of capital punishment. Confronting both the plight of the condemned and the rage of the bereaved, the needs of a crime-ridden society and the Christian imperative of love, Dead Man Walking is an unprecedented look at the human consequences of the death penalty, a book that is both enlightening and devastating.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Dead Man Walking has a 3.98 rating on Goodreads. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000215/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Susan Sarandon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; won the Oscar for Best Actress for her portrayal of Sister Helen Prejean. Sean Penn was also nominated for Best Actor but lost to Nicolas Cage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Susan is hosting the April meeting!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-3089104280436305739?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/03/april-book-choices.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xdDsrT2QkgQ/T1bVRKITnRI/AAAAAAAAFaA/DRepRne9eyU/s72-c/the+descendants.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-8026817715499106467</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Feb 2012 20:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-26T14:22:47.664-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bestseller</category><title>The Flight of Gemma Hardy: A Novel   by Margot Livesey</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--D0fV00Jpss/T0qUdxIRA-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2Y9YYYk9A3M/s1600/jacket-tfogh-main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--D0fV00Jpss/T0qUdxIRA-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2Y9YYYk9A3M/s320/jacket-tfogh-main.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713542316398019554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go to Costco I always look at the new books that have come out during the week. I do the same thing at Barnes and Noble; I also use my iPhone to take a photo of the cover so that I remember what I've seen. This is a book I saw last week that picqued my interest. It will be added to the gigantic list I already have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When her widower father drowns at sea, Gemma Hardy is taken from her native Iceland to Scotland to live with her kind uncle and his family. But the death of her doting guardian leaves Gemma under the care of her resentful aunt, and it soon becomes clear that she is nothing more than an unwelcome guest at Yew House. When she receives a scholarship to a private school, ten-year-old Gemma believes she's found the perfect solution and eagerly sets out again to a new home. However, at Claypoole she finds herself treated as an unpaid servant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Gemma's delight, the school goes bankrupt, and she takes a job as an au pair on the Orkney Islands. The remote Blackbird Hall belongs to Mr. Sinclair, a London businessman; his eight-year-old niece is Gemma's charge. Even before their first meeting, Gemma is, like everyone on the island, intrigued by Mr. Sinclair. Rich (by Gemma's standards), single, flying in from London when he pleases, Hugh Sinclair fills the house with life. An unlikely couple, the two are drawn to each other, but Gemma's biggest trial is about to begin: a journey of passion and betrayal, redemption and discovery, that will lead her to a life of which she's never dreamed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in Scotland and Iceland in the 1950s and '60s, The Flight of Gemma Hardy—a captivating homage to Charlotte BrontË's Jane Eyre—is a sweeping saga that resurrects the timeless themes of the original but is destined to become a classic all its own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-8026817715499106467?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/02/flight-of-gemma-hardy-novel-by-margot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--D0fV00Jpss/T0qUdxIRA-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2Y9YYYk9A3M/s72-c/jacket-tfogh-main.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-3850147740870435535</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2012 23:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-16T17:41:47.830-06:00</atom:updated><title>Behind the Beautiful Forevers: Life, death, and hope in a Mumbai Undercity [Kindle Edition] by: Katherine Boo</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RExV057YHKM/Tz2TLwcqM8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/pn1l1Q_OnPo/s1600/128143450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RExV057YHKM/Tz2TLwcqM8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/pn1l1Q_OnPo/s320/128143450.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709881732768609218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's this type of book that makes me glad I read. I've seen photos of places like this, but somehow I knew they were real, but I suppose chose not to learn more. I have read the reviews on this book, and would like to add to our book club list for next year. I think if we ever began to realize how much we have to be thankful for that our lives would be so much richer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author of this book is an American Pulitzer Prize winning journalist, Katherine Boo,is married to an Indian man. She has spent the last few years doing scrupulous research for this book which is a realistic portrayal of life in a Mumbai slum. All the people are real. All the incidents really happened. And the writing itself is so good that it hooked me from the very beginning and kept my eyes glued to the pages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a world where whole families live in cardboard shacks where sewage runs raw after storms, education is mostly nonexistent and the worst forms of corruption is everywhere. Here we meet the real people in the area - the young boy who scavenges scrap metal, a woman who tries to be political and the one college student who hopes for a brighter future. We also learn about the diseases that disable people and the compromises made just in order to put some food on the table and keep a roof over their heads. And then there is the endemic corruption. The police are paid little and depend on graft to make a living. expect to collect it whenever they can. Hospitals are filthy stink holes. And members of the community are so afraid of getting involved that they will let a man with a broken leg lie in the street for several days until he eventually dies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is so well written that it brought me into the hearts and minds of these people who live in the shadow of a luxury hotel and an expanding airport. In spite of their poverty they have learned to be resourceful and struggle along the best they can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book reads like a novel. And, in a way I sure wish it was. It is just too painful to realize that this is all real. Hopefully, its publication will help to make a difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-3850147740870435535?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/02/behind-beautiful-forevers-life-death.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RExV057YHKM/Tz2TLwcqM8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/pn1l1Q_OnPo/s72-c/128143450.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-1421960117012511297</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Feb 2012 21:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-11T15:14:24.214-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">group picture</category><title>Group Pictures-Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-luVMhIuj9t4/TzbZ99g6rRI/AAAAAAAAFZY/GM2mQPVaasI/s1600/20120210_02+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-luVMhIuj9t4/TzbZ99g6rRI/AAAAAAAAFZY/GM2mQPVaasI/s400/20120210_02+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love a good historical fiction book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-1421960117012511297?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/02/group-pictures-hotel-on-corner-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-luVMhIuj9t4/TzbZ99g6rRI/AAAAAAAAFZY/GM2mQPVaasI/s72-c/20120210_02+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-6666292958552848924</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 19:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-08T13:56:22.381-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">book choices</category><title>March Book Choices</title><description>It's time to vote on the nonfiction/memoir/biography genre.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Autobiography of a Face&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lucy_Grealy"&gt;Lucy Grealy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; | Paperback,&amp;nbsp;236 pages&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tW70sSYMUA/TzLRGvwQZGI/AAAAAAAAFY4/TntwF1XWZK4/s1600/autobiography+of+a+face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tW70sSYMUA/TzLRGvwQZGI/AAAAAAAAFY4/TntwF1XWZK4/s320/autobiography+of+a+face.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At age nine, Lucy Grealy was diagnosed with a potentially terminal cancer. When she returned to school with a third of her jaw removed, she faced the cruel taunts of classmates. In this strikingly candid memoir, Grealy tells her story of great suffering and remarkable strength without sentimentality and with considerable wit. Vividly portraying the pain of peer rejection and the guilty pleasures of wanting to be special, Grealy captures with unique insight what it is like as a child and young adult to be torn between two warring impulses: to feel that more than anything else we want to be loved for who we are, while wishing desperately and secretly to be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Lucy studied writing with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ann_Patchett"&gt;Ann Patchett&lt;/a&gt; and was also her roommate. Ann's book Truth &amp;amp; Beauty is about her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Born on a Blue Day&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.optimnem.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel Tammet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; | Paperback, 256 pages&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hoxmuEeE8PI/TzLTXfUL7oI/AAAAAAAAFZQ/ch6ZuY8MxiA/s1600/born+on+a+blue+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hoxmuEeE8PI/TzLTXfUL7oI/AAAAAAAAFZQ/ch6ZuY8MxiA/s320/born+on+a+blue+day.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Born on a Blue Day&lt;/em&gt; is a journey into one of the most fascinating minds alive today—guided by the owner himself. Daniel Tammet is virtually unique among people who have severe autistic disorders in that he is capable of living a fully independent life and able to explain what is happening inside his head. &lt;br /&gt;
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He sees numbers as shapes, colors, and textures, and he can perform extraordinary calculations in his head. He can learn to speak new languages fluently, from scratch, in a week. In 2004, he memorized and recited more than 22,000 digits of pi, setting a record. He has savant syndrome, an extremely rare condition that gives him the most unimaginable mental powers, much like those portrayed by Dustin Hoffman in the film &lt;em&gt;Rain Man&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;
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Fascinating and inspiring, &lt;em&gt;Born on a Blue Day&lt;/em&gt; explores what it’s like to be special and gives us an insight into what makes us all human—our minds.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Tammet is the subject of the 2005 award-winning documentary film &lt;a href="http://science.discovery.com/convergence/brainman/brainman.html"&gt;Brainman&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jacqueline Kennedy: Historic Conversations on Life with John F. Kennedy&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caroline_Kennedy"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caroline Kennedy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Beschloss"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Beschloss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; | Hardcover, 400 pages&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TzAr-WKaVws/TzLRWnxDCCI/AAAAAAAAFZI/87DkKOz21TI/s1600/jacqueline+kennedy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TzAr-WKaVws/TzLRWnxDCCI/AAAAAAAAFZI/87DkKOz21TI/s320/jacqueline+kennedy.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In 1964, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacqueline_Kennedy_Onassis"&gt;Jacqueline Kennedy&lt;/a&gt; recorded seven historic interviews about her life with John F. Kennedy. Now, for the first time, they can be heard and read in this deluxe, &lt;u&gt;illustrated book and 8-CD set&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after President John F. Kennedy's assassination, with a nation deep in mourning and the world looking on in stunned disbelief, Jacqueline Kennedy found the strength to set aside her own personal grief for the sake of posterity and begin the task of documenting and preserving her husband's legacy. In January of 1964, she and Robert F. Kennedy approved a planned oral-history project that would capture their first-hand accounts of the late President as well as the recollections of those closest to him throughout his extraordinary political career. For the rest of her life, the famously private Jacqueline Kennedy steadfastly refused to discuss her memories of those years, but beginning that March, she fulfilled her obligation to future generations of Americans by sitting down with historian Arthur Schlesinger, Jr., and recording an astonishingly detailed and unvarnished account of her experiences and impressions as the wife and confidante of John F. Kennedy. The tapes of those sessions were then sealed and later deposited in the John F. Kennedy Presidential Library and Museum upon its completion, in accordance with Mrs. Kennedy's wishes.&lt;br /&gt;
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The resulting eight and a half hours of material comprises a unique and compelling record of a tumultuous era, providing fresh insights on the many significant people and events that shaped JFK's presidency but also shedding new light on the man behind the momentous decisions. Here are JFK's unscripted opinions on a host of revealing subjects, including his thoughts and feelings about his brothers Robert and Ted, and his take on world leaders past and present, giving us perhaps the most informed, genuine, and immediate portrait of John Fitzgerald Kennedy we shall ever have. Mrs. Kennedy's urbane perspective, her candor, and her flashes of wit also give us our clearest glimpse into the active mind of a remarkable First Lady.&lt;br /&gt;
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In conjunction with the fiftieth anniversary of President Kennedy's Inauguration, Caroline Kennedy and the Kennedy family are now releasing these beautifully restored recordings on CDs with accompanying transcripts. Introduced and annotated by renowned presidential historian Michael Beschloss, these interviews will add an exciting new dimension to our understanding and appreciation of President Kennedy and his time and make the past come alive through the words and voice of an eloquent eyewitness to history.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;About the authors from Amazon: Caroline Kennedy is the author/editor of eight bestselling books on constitutional law, American history, politics, and poetry.&amp;nbsp;She is a&amp;nbsp;graduate of Harvard University and Columbia Law School. Michael Beschloss has been called "the nation's leading Presidential historian" by Newsweek. He is the author of nine books. He is a graduate of Williams College and the Harvard Business School and holds five honorary degrees, as well as an Emmy award. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Vote for the one that sounds the best!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-6666292958552848924?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/02/march-book-choices.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tW70sSYMUA/TzLRGvwQZGI/AAAAAAAAFY4/TntwF1XWZK4/s72-c/autobiography+of+a+face.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-4171795106568839303</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 11:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-01T05:00:19.597-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sci Fi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Linda</category><title>The Wind Through The Keyhole by Stephen King</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TvtPc8KSsfI/TybAmPCOYnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mjrP1sfIDgw/s1600/The%2BWind%2Bthrough%2Bthe%2BKeyhole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TvtPc8KSsfI/TybAmPCOYnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mjrP1sfIDgw/s400/The%2BWind%2Bthrough%2Bthe%2BKeyhole.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703457741214737010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally finished Book 7 of "The Dark Tower Series", I was pissed! I knew I should've stopped reading when SK told me to, but NO, I had to read to the bitter end! I don't want to post the spoiler, no matter how disappointing! In strange, Stephen King fashion, he has written a new book for The Dark Tower Series, but it isn't Book 8, it's Book 4.5! I will post the excerpt from that book, but the release isn't until April 24, 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STARKBLAST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the days after they left the Green Palace that wasn’t Oz after all—but which was now the tomb of the unpleasant fellow Roland’s ka-tet had known as the Tick-Tock Man—the boy Jake began to range farther and farther ahead of Roland, Eddie, and Susannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t you worry about him?” Susannah asked Roland. “Out there on his own?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He’s got Oy with him,” Eddie said, referring to the billy-bumbler who had adopted Jake as his special friend. “Mr. Oy gets along with nice folks all right, but he’s got a mouthful of sharp teeth for those who aren’t so nice. As that guy Gasher found out to his sorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jake also has his father’s gun,” Roland said. “And he knows how to use it. That he knows very well. And he won’t leave the Path of the Beam.” He pointed overhead with his reduced hand. The lowhanging sky was mostly still, but a single corridor of clouds moved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steadily southeast. Toward the land of Thunderclap, if the note left behind for them by the man who styled himself RF had told the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toward the Dark Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But why—” Susannah began, and then her wheelchair hit a bump. She turned to Eddie. “Watch where you’re pushin me, sugar.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry,” Eddie said. “Public Works hasn’t been doing any maintenance along this stretch of the turnpike lately. Must be dealing with budget cuts.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t a turnpike, but it was a road . . . or had been: two ghostly ruts with an occasional tumbledown shack to mark the way. Earlier that morning they had even passed an abandoned store with a barely readable sign: TOOK’S OUTLAND MERCANTILE. They investigated inside for supplies—Jake and Oy had still been with them then—and had found nothing but dust, ancient cobwebs, and the skeleton of what had been either a large raccoon, a small dog, or a billy-bumbler. Oy had taken a cursory sniff and then pissed on the bones before leaving the store to sit on the hump in the middle of the old road with his squiggle of a tail curled around him. He faced back the way they had come, sniffing the air. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roland had seen the bumbler do this several times lately, and although he had said nothing, he pondered it. Someone trailing them, maybe? He didn’t actually believe this, but the bumbler’s posture—nose lifted, ears pricked, tail curled—called up some old memory or association that he couldn’t quite catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why does Jake want to be on his own?” Susannah asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you find it worrisome, Susannah of New York?” Roland asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Roland of Gilead, I find it worrisome.” She smiled amiably enough, but in her eyes, the old mean light sparkled. That was the Detta Walker part of her, Roland reckoned. It would never be completely gone, and he wasn’t sorry. Without the strange woman she had once been still buried in her heart like a chip of ice, she would have been only a handsome black woman with no legs below the knees. With Detta onboard, she was a person to be reckoned with. A dangerous one. A gunslinger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He has plenty of stuff to think about,” Eddie said quietly. “He’s been through a lot. Not every kid comes back from the dead. And it’s like Roland says—if someone tries to face him down, it’s the someone who’s apt to be sorry.” Eddie stopped pushing the wheelchair, armed sweat from his brow, and looked at Roland. “Are there someones in this particular suburb of nowhere, Roland? Or have they all moved on?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, there are a few, I wot.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did more than wot; they had been peeked at several times as they continued their course along the Path of the Beam. Once by a frightened woman with her arms around two children and a babe hanging in a sling from her neck. Once by an old farmer, a half-mutie with a jerking tentacle that hung from one corner of his mouth. Eddie and Susannah had seen none of these people, or sensed the others that Roland felt sure had, from the safety of the woods and high grasses, marked their progress. Eddie and Susannah had a lot to learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they had learned at least some of what they would need, it seemed, because Eddie now asked, “Are they the ones Oy keeps scenting up behind us?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know.” Roland thought of adding that he was sure something else was on Oy’s strange little bumbler mind, and decided not to. The gunslinger had spent long years with no ka-tet, and keeping his own counsel had become a habit. One he would have to break, if the tet was to remain strong. But not now, not this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s move on,” he said. “I’m sure we’ll find Jake waiting for us up ahead.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hours later, just shy of noon, they breasted a rise and halted, looking down at a wide, slow-moving river, gray as pewter beneath the overcast sky. On the northwestern bank—their side—was a barnlike building painted a green so bright it seemed to yell into the muted day. Its mouth jutted out over the water on pilings painted a similar green. Docked to two of these pilings by thick hawsers was a large raft, easily ninety feet by ninety, painted in alternating stripes of red and yellow. A tall wooden pole that looked like a mast jutted from the center, but there was no sign of a sail. Several wicker chairs sat in front of it, facing the shore on their side of the river. Jake was seated in one of these. Next to him was an old man in a vast straw hat, baggy green pants, and longboots. On his top half he wore a thin white garment—the kind of shirt Roland thought of as a slinkum. Jake and the old man appeared to be eating well-stuffed popkins. Roland’s mouth sprang water at the sight of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oy was beyond them, at the edge of the circus-painted raft, looking raptly down at his own reflection. Or perhaps at the reflection of the steel cable that ran overhead, spanning the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is it the Whye?” Susannah asked Roland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yar.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie grinned. “You say Whye; I say Whye Not?” He raised one hand and waved it over his head. “Jake! Hey, Jake! Oy!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake waved back, and although the river and the raft moored at its edge were still half a mile away, their eyes were uniformly sharp, and they saw the white of the boy’s teeth as he grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susannah cupped her hands around her mouth. “Oy! Oy! To me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sugar! Come see your mama!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uttering shrill yips that were the closest he could get to barks, Oy flew across the raft, disappeared into the barnlike structure, then emerged on their side. He came charging up the path with his ears lowered against his skull and his gold-ringed eyes bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Slow down, sug, you’ll give yourself a heart attack!” Susannah shouted, laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oy seemed to take this as an order to speed up. He arrived at Susannah’s wheelchair in less than two minutes, jumped up into her lap, then jumped down again and looked at them cheerfully. “Olan! Ed! Suze!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hile, Sir Throcken,” Roland said, using the ancient word for bumbler he’d first heard in a book read to him by his mother: The Throcken and the Dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oy lifted his leg, watered a patch of grass, then faced back the way they had come, scenting at the air, eyes on the horizon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why does he keep doing that, Roland?” Eddie asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know.” But he almost knew. Was it some old story, not The Throcken and the Dragon but one like it? Roland thought so. For a moment he thought of green eyes, watchful in the dark, and a little shiver went through him—not of fear, exactly (although that might have been a part of it), but of remembrance. Then it was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’ll be water if God wills it, he thought, and only realized he had spoken aloud when Eddie said, “Huh?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Never mind,” Roland said. “Let’s have a little palaver with Jake’s new friend, shall we? Perhaps he has an extra popkin or two.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie, tired of the chewy staple they called gunslinger burritos, brightened immediately. “Hell, yeah,” he said, and looked at an imaginary watch on his tanned wrist. “Goodness me, I see it’s just gobble o’clock.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shut up and push, honeybee,” Susannah said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie shut up and pushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man was sitting when they entered the boathouse, standing when they emerged on the river side. He saw the guns Roland and Eddie were wearing—the big irons with the sandalwood grips—and his eyes widened. He dropped to one knee. The day was still, and Roland actually heard his bones creak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hile, gunslinger,” he said, and put an arthritis-swollen fist to the center of his forehead. “I salute thee.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Rise up, friend,” Roland said, hoping the old man was a friend—Jake seemed to think so, and Roland had come to trust his instincts. Not to mention the billy-bumbler’s. “Rise up, do.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man was having trouble managing it, so Eddie stepped aboard and gave him an arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thankee, son, thankee. Be you a gunslinger as well, or are you a ’prentice?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie looked at Roland. Roland gave him nothing, so Eddie looked back at the old man, shrugged, and grinned. “Little of both, I guess. I’m Eddie Dean, of New York. This is my wife, Susannah. And this is Roland Deschain. Of Gilead.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The riverman’s eyes widened. “Gilead that was? Do you say so?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Gilead that was,” Roland agreed, and felt an unaccustomed sorrow rise up from his heart. Time was a face on the water, and like the great river before them, it did nothing but flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Step aboard, then. And welcome. This young man and I are already fast friends, so we are.” Oy stepped onto the big raft and the old man bent to stroke the bumbler’s raised head. “And we are, too, aren’t we, fella? Does thee remember my name?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bix!” Oy said promptly, then turned to the northwest again, raising his snout. His gold-ringed eyes stared raptly at the moving column of clouds that marked the Path of the Beam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-4171795106568839303?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/02/wind-through-keyhole-by-stephen-king.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Linda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TvtPc8KSsfI/TybAmPCOYnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mjrP1sfIDgw/s72-c/The%2BWind%2Bthrough%2Bthe%2BKeyhole.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-8501710322840945234</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2012 22:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-31T16:40:14.132-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mystery/Thriller</category><title>Defending Jacob  by William Landay</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CJqHvIg4_8k/Tyhs4ryAkmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/rbqfcekaFZg/s1600/0131_thisweek_defendingjacob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CJqHvIg4_8k/Tyhs4ryAkmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/rbqfcekaFZg/s320/0131_thisweek_defendingjacob.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703928649145684578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am intrigued by this book...sounds like the type of book I really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillip Margolin has been a Peace Corps Volunteer, a school teacher, and is the author of 15 New York Times bestsellers. He spent a quarter century as a criminal defense attorney during which he handled thirty homicide cases, including twelve death penalty cases, and argued at the United States Supreme Court. He is a co-founder of Chess for Success, a non-profit that uses chess to teach elementary school children study skills. His latest novel, Capitol Murder will be released in April, 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One perk of being a bestselling author is that you are sent advance reading copies (ARCs) of books by first time authors, or published authors whose editors believe have written a breakout novel. The ARC is sent by the writer's editor in hopes that you will write a "blurb," which is a sentence or two praising the book that can be used in advertisements. The books I blurb range from fun reads to very good reads. Then there is the rare book that knocks my socks off. William Landay's Defending Jacob is one of these gems. It is a legal thriller, but so are To Kill a Mocking Bird, Snow Falling on Cedars and Anatomy of a Murder. Defending Jacob, like these classics, separates itself from the pack because it is also a searing work of literary fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the heart of Landay's exceptional novel is a parent's worst nightmare. Assistant district attorney Andy Barber, his wife, Laurie, and their teenage son, Jacob, are living an idyllic existence in a middle class Massachusetts suburb until one of Jacob's classmates is stabbed to death in the picturesque park where the locals jog, walk their dogs and picnic. It soon becomes clear that Jacob is the prime suspect and the Barbers have to confront the possibility that the child they have doted from birth may be a sociopathic killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy takes a forced leave of absence from his job and helps defend the son he loves from a charge he cannot believe is true. Is he engaging in self-deception? How far will he go to protect his family? Laurie wonders if something she did as a parent has created a monster and her guilt destroys her. And then there is Jacob. Is he a typical angst filled teenager or a psychopathic monster? Landay skillfully keeps the reader guessing about Jacob's culpability and true nature up to the shocking final chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes Defending Jacob special is the way Landay gives the reader the twists, turns and surprises found in the best legal thrillers while making its centerpiece the tragedy faced by a normal family who are thrust into a nightmare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-8501710322840945234?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/01/defending-jacob-by-william-landay.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CJqHvIg4_8k/Tyhs4ryAkmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/rbqfcekaFZg/s72-c/0131_thisweek_defendingjacob.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-5189506568242606294</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jan 2012 22:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-26T17:07:04.447-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movies</category><title>Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close: A Novel</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7CWkampjRSs/TyHce5dStQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/j4sq3d12Ug8/s1600/MV5BMTUxNzYwMTE3NV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMDY2NzU4Ng%2540%2540__V1__SY317_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7CWkampjRSs/TyHce5dStQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/j4sq3d12Ug8/s320/MV5BMTUxNzYwMTE3NV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMDY2NzU4Ng%2540%2540__V1__SY317_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702081026605626626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really looking forward to reading this book...then reality set in as did disappointment. I totally agree with this review; so difficult to follow the voice of Oskar--and I really wanted to. It could have been a very powerful story; the quest for an almost unattainable answer, but what it ended up being was a mess of confusion. I want to know what others thought about this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely Loud is one of those novels that more than most will live or die on a particular reader's personal taste. Some will find it's twinned tales of a 9-year-old's grief over his father's death on 9/11 and his grandparents' tale of woe (centering on the Dresden firebombing) incredibly moving. Others will find it typographical and textual experiments wildly stimulating (blank pages, color plates, pages of nothing but numbers, photos, etc.). And some will have no trouble suspending disbelief with regard to Oskar's incredible precociousness or the fairy-tale quality of the New York City he moves in. Others, though, will find the book sentimental rather than emotional, cloying rather than powerful. The experimentation will be gimmicky distractions that mar rather than enhance the story. And the narrator's various quirks and gifts (his tambourine play, his vocabulary, his inventions and lists of aphorisms) not only unbelievable but almost unreadable. The lucky thing is it won't take you long to figure out which reader you're going to be. If the former, you'll settle in for an enjoyable ride. If the latter, it will be a long argument with yourself over just where you'll finally give in and quit reading. &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I fell into the latter category. It's rare that I come across a book that can have so much good writing in it that also makes me regularly want to hurl it across the room while I claw out my eyes. In the end, ELIC was a story ruined by talent, though I couldn't decide if it was insecure talent (propping up his story with gimmicks) or self-indulgent talent (throwing in everything and anything just cause he could). &lt;br /&gt;As mentioned, the story centers on young Oskar, whose father left him several phone messages before being killed on 9/11. One day Oskar finds an envelope marked "Black" with a strange key in it up in his father's closet (in typical fashion, not a normal closet but a closet with a whole host of quirky associations). Deciding "Black" is a name, Oskar then goes off on a quest to find what the key opens, attempting to interview all the Black's of NYC. Interspersed between Oskar's movements are letter written by his grandparents concerning their history, which includes the firebombing of Dresden. &lt;br /&gt;Oskar's story can be moving; there are some wonderful and truly brilliant passages. But for me it was marred by both his precociousness and his preciousness. One without the other would have perhaps been simply annoying, but both together made it almost unbearable. Toss in a consistent sense of arbitrary quirkiness and the book often left a bad taste in my mouth. Oskar for instance decides to interview the Black's alphabetically rather than by geographic proximity. Why? It serves the story's purpose. When seeking clues, a storeperson tells him it's interesting his father wrote "Black" in a red pen as that's so hard to do, write the name of a color in a different color ink. Really? Has anyone ever truly had to struggle to write the name of any color when using the trusty blue or black pen? Of course not. But this sounds quirky and mysterious. And so it goes. &lt;br /&gt;The grandparents' sections also have their moments of true brilliance, but are also marred by problems of credibility with regard to voice and, again, quirkiness (such as designating parts of their apartment "nothing" areas), along with typographical stunts that from my view seldom enhanced the story. &lt;br /&gt;ELIC therefore was extremely frustrating rather than loud, with the sense that one could have pulled out various lines/passages and put together a truly beautiful novella, but instead the reader got this. Is there talent here? Absolutely. Can you find places that will move you or make you laugh or make you marvel at the language? Absolutely. Is it worth it for those moments? From my perspective, absolutely not. But there is so much good here that I wouldn't recommend against trying it. I'd say give the book 30 pages (that's really all you'll need). If you can stomach Oskar's voice and mannerisms, you'll probably end up enjoying the book. If you find yourself cringing, save yourself. Put the book down and slowly back away. Don't strain to continue; you'll only pull something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-5189506568242606294?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/01/extremely-loud-and-incredibly-close.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7CWkampjRSs/TyHce5dStQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/j4sq3d12Ug8/s72-c/MV5BMTUxNzYwMTE3NV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMDY2NzU4Ng%2540%2540__V1__SY317_.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-3317119738076331681</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jan 2012 00:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-23T18:02:50.249-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movies</category><title>Movie Mondays</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soul Surfer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ha5cngidwvc/Tx30K3KZQXI/AAAAAAAAFYo/NMAdy-ygt2k/s1600/soul+surfer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ha5cngidwvc/Tx30K3KZQXI/AAAAAAAAFYo/NMAdy-ygt2k/s320/soul+surfer.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Book, 2004 by &lt;a href="http://bethanyhamilton.com/"&gt;Bethany Hamilton&lt;/a&gt;, Sheryl Berk, &amp;amp; Rick Bundschuh&lt;br /&gt;
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They say Bethany Hamilton has saltwater in her veins. How else could one explain the passion that drives her to surf? How else could one explain that nothing—not even the loss of her arm—could come between her and the waves? That Halloween morning in Kauai, Hawaii, Bethany responded to the shark’s stealth attack with the calm of a girl with God on her side. Pushing pain and panic aside, she began to paddle with one arm, focusing on a single thought: “Get to the beach....” And when the first thing Bethany wanted to know after surgery was “When can I surf again?” it became clear that her spirit and determination were part of a greater story—a tale of courage and faith that this soft-spoken girl would come to share with the world. &lt;br /&gt;
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Soul Surfer is a moving account of Bethany’s life as a young surfer, her recovery after the attack, the adjustments she’s made to her unique surfing style, her unprecedented bid for a top showing in the World Surfing Championships, and, most fundamentally, her belief in God. It is a story of girl power and spiritual grit that shows the body is no more essential to surfing—perhaps even less so—than the soul.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Features:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1455681/"&gt;AnnaSophia Robb&lt;/a&gt;, Helen Hunt, Dennis Quaid, (Carrie Underwood)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Tagline:&lt;/em&gt; When you come back from a loss, beat the odds, and never say never, you find a champion. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Awards:&lt;/em&gt; It was nominated for the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ESPY"&gt;ESPY&lt;/a&gt; for Best Sports Movie. It was also nominated for&amp;nbsp;a People's Choice Award for Best Book Adaptation.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Have you read the book or seen the movie?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The movie has been showing on &lt;em&gt;Showtime &lt;/em&gt;recently and I watched it one night when I couldn't sleep. I can't believe she was able to surf again after the attack. Inspirational story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-3317119738076331681?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/01/movie-mondays.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ha5cngidwvc/Tx30K3KZQXI/AAAAAAAAFYo/NMAdy-ygt2k/s72-c/soul+surfer.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-1810930344627504097</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2012 22:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-19T17:03:21.452-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nonfiction</category><title>Fairy Tale Interrupted: A Memoir of Life, Love, and Loss</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tp7xrkwuWTw/TxihLyMuunI/AAAAAAAAAIc/V7s21G9rc8Q/s1600/John.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tp7xrkwuWTw/TxihLyMuunI/AAAAAAAAAIc/V7s21G9rc8Q/s320/John.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699482552263162482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The release date for this book is January 24th.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am a self-proclaimed addict of the Kennedys, and I am not ashamed to admit it. I was in fifth grade when our only Catholic president was assasinated. I will never forget that day, November 22, 1963. Since then I have read several books about our late President and his family. I have Jackie Kennedy's new book on my list and now I will put this one there. Can't wait to find time to read these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone else, John F. Kennedy Jr. may have been American royalty, but to RoseMarie Terenzio he was an entitled nuisance—and she wasn’t afraid to let him know it. RoseMarie was his personal assistant, his publicist, and one of his closest confidantes during the last five years of his life. In this, her first memoir, she bravely recounts her own Fairy Tale Interrupted, describing the unlikely friendship between a blue-collar girl from the Bronx and John F. Kennedy Jr. &lt;br /&gt;Funny, moving, and fresh, her memoir is a unique account by the woman who was with him through dating, politics, the paparazzi, and his marriage to Carolyn Bessette. Her street smarts, paired with her loyalty, candor, and relentless work ethic, made her the trusted insider to America’s most famous man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After John and Carolyn’s tragic, untimely deaths on July 16, 1999, RoseMarie’s whole world came crashing down around her, along with her hopes for the future. Only now does she feel she can tell her story in a book that is at once a moving tribute and a very real picture of her friend and employer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many books have sought to capture John F. Kennedy Jr.’s life. None has been as intimate or as honest as Fairy Tale Interrupted, a true portrait of the man behind the icon—patient, protective, surprisingly goofy, occasionally thoughtless and self-involved, yet capable of extraordinary generosity and kindness. She reveals what John really had in mind for his political future, how he handled media attention, and the reality of life behind the scenes at George magazine. She also shares how she dealt with the ultra-secretive planning of John and Carolyn’s wedding on Cumberland Island—and the heartbreak of their deaths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairy Tale Interrupted is a deeply loving story and a fascinating adventure, filled with warmth, humor, insight, and five years’ worth of unforgettable memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-1810930344627504097?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/01/fairy-tale-interrupted-memoir-of-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tp7xrkwuWTw/TxihLyMuunI/AAAAAAAAAIc/V7s21G9rc8Q/s72-c/John.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-127705488040817358</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jan 2012 14:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-14T08:32:52.219-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">group picture</category><title>Group Picture-Before I Go to Sleep</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IB2YqHYwLVo/TxGRaURBkQI/AAAAAAAAFX0/psOUkNx-yIg/s1600/blog+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IB2YqHYwLVo/TxGRaURBkQI/AAAAAAAAFX0/psOUkNx-yIg/s400/blog+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pvnntAXhYBk/TxGRiDaLSVI/AAAAAAAAFX8/L0ZlD0jTSeo/s1600/4+hearts+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pvnntAXhYBk/TxGRiDaLSVI/AAAAAAAAFX8/L0ZlD0jTSeo/s1600/4+hearts+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before I Go to Sleep&lt;/em&gt; was a great suspense-filled novel...definitely a page turner! Some things felt a little far fetched when we really thought about them, but still a good book. Congratulations to SJ Watson on a great debut novel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-127705488040817358?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/01/group-picture-before-i-go-to-sleep.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IB2YqHYwLVo/TxGRaURBkQI/AAAAAAAAFX0/psOUkNx-yIg/s72-c/blog+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735179976810914534.post-496933447003076491</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2012 21:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-10T15:38:42.575-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">goals</category><title>2012 Reading Goals</title><description>Before we get too far into 2012, do you have any reading goals for the new year? I didn't do so well with my reading goals last year. Here they were:&lt;br /&gt;
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1| Improve my # of books completed in the 52 Challenge (&amp;gt;30). &lt;em&gt;I actually read &amp;lt;30 in 2011.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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2 | Complete all 4 seasonal challenges this year. &lt;em&gt;I was unable to read The Millenium Trilogy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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3 | Read at least 10 books from my 100 list. &lt;em&gt;I didn't complete any from the list!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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4 |&amp;nbsp;Start at least one more new book club tradition. &lt;em&gt;I'm sure there's something we can count for this!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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5 | Apply my One Little Word, CHANGE, to my reading this year. &lt;em&gt;I did start reading mostly electronic books; I guess that counts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For 2012, I guess I need to set more reasonable goals!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sw_N2amEDM0/TwyvvZ_0C9I/AAAAAAAAFXs/V9Yzr-fqi04/s1600/2012+reading+challenge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sw_N2amEDM0/TwyvvZ_0C9I/AAAAAAAAFXs/V9Yzr-fqi04/s1600/2012+reading+challenge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 | Read an average of 2 books per month; I'll shoot for 25.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;2 | Read 3 books from my 100 list.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;3 | Apply my One Little Word, ACCOMPLISH, to my reading this year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyone else have reading goals for 2012?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735179976810914534-496933447003076491?l=novel-discussions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://novel-discussions.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012-reading-goals.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kate)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sw_N2amEDM0/TwyvvZ_0C9I/AAAAAAAAFXs/V9Yzr-fqi04/s72-c/2012+reading+challenge.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

