Blog Hop: Love Is in the Pages…

book-blogger-hop-finalToday’s Book Blogger Hop question is: What is your favorite Valentine’s Day read?

Hmm, I don’t think I’ve ever given much thought to a Valentine’s Day read before.  My favorite bookish romance remains Turnip and Arabella in The Mischief of the Mistletoe, though that’s a Christmas book, closely followed by, well, basically everyone in the Lunar Chronicles.  I mostly go to movies for holidays, and my favorite romantic comedy is Alex and Emma (a movie about a writer, incidentally!)

Valentine’s Day is not happy for everyone, for a variety of reasons, and in that scenario I recommend Terry Pratchett, my go-to for blue days.

If I actually read anything as a sort of Valentine’s Day event this year, it is most likely to be my own fourth book, which is what my boyfriend is currently reading. 😉

 

Book Review: Remembering Lucy Maud Montgomery

I kicked off my L. M. Montgomery-related reading challenge this year with a book that’s sat on my shelf unread for a while (I love when challenges get me to read unread books I own!): Remembering Lucy Maud Montgomery, edited by Alexandra Heilbron.

I’ve seen it said elsewhere that Montgomery’s novels reflect the sunnier side of her personality (with their pastoral scenes, romances and happy endings), while her journal was her grumble book for her darker pains and worries (especially in the last few years).  This book tries to fill in a third side, the face people around her knew.  It’s a series of interviews with people who knew her, about what they remember.

This book is a brilliant idea that came thirty years too late.  Montgomery died in 1942, and the book was published in 2001, nearly 60 years later.  Since Montgomery was herself in her sixties when she died, simple math and the human lifespan indicates that people interviewed must have been much, much younger than she was.

Despite that, the book starts out relatively strong, interviewing relatives who, though children at the time, seem to have some genuine insights into who she was and how she related to their family.  One fun note, among the relatives’ interviews and elsewhere, is that she routinely talked to herself, while she was plotting out stories and shaping dialogue.  She mentions in her journal that she thinks stories out before writing them down, but doesn’t describe speaking them aloud.  The best relatives’ interviews are from a series of nieces and nephews, though there was one from her granddaughter, who had surprisingly little to add. Continue reading “Book Review: Remembering Lucy Maud Montgomery”

Blog Hop: Reading or…?

book-blogger-hop-finalToday’s Book Blogger Hop question is: Read or Clean? Read or Bake? Read or Make Dinner? What would be your choice?

Well, my first thought was that obviously I would rather read than do any of those things!  But…sometimes bathrooms get dirty (on a fairly predictable schedule) and I’m quite the stickler for regular meals.  So while, in a perfect world without responsibilities, I’d rather read than do most things, in this world I suppose I do actually clean or make dinner instead of reading on a very regular basis.  I only bake once a year at Christmas.

Setting aside the responsibility question, there are some other, more challenging competitors for my reading time.  Read or watch TV?  In theory read, but that doesn’t always bear out.  Read or work on my novel?  Work on my novel–unless I’m too drained, and then reading takes less energy.  Read or blog?  Sorry, friends, I read more than I blog.  Read or eat lunch with someone on a workday?  Reading is my midday recharge, every day I can possibly manage it (95% of the time).  Read or go to church? I like lazy Sunday mornings, but I’m at church every weekend, and I can’t always make it Saturday night.  Read or see my family, boyfriend, or friends?  People first–until my introvert self has had enough and I have to go home and read to recharge.

What competes for your reading time?  What wins out?