I've been in a weird reading space, a distracted one, where I don't feel like sitting down with any particular book. I'll read a bit of The History of Love, a bit of Consider the Lobster, a bit of Rasmus and the Vagabond, a bit of last week's New Yorker...What do I do to take care of this problem? Put four more books on hold at the library, including a couple of YRCA* nominees.
Has anyone read God Went to Beauty School by Cynthia Rylant? We were looking for items to put up on our staff favorites wall for poetry month and a coworker handed it to me. I read the whole thing there at work. I thought it would be something entirely different than what it is. I love it. Go read it, it'll only take a few minutes. I would describe it as "funny and heartwarming" if I were in a cliched mood. I can't think of anything better, though.
When I was in that half-awake state this morning, I thought that each time my snooze went off it was a signal that I had more work to do - work that I was doing last night, where I basically audit paperwork. Why? Why must I feel like I'm at work when I'm half-asleep? And why does my imagination so vividly fill in the individual quirks for each item I audit? And why the hell would work be brought to me in bed?
Why is it that I have the energy to go on a 3 mile walk but not to do my taxes? I know, completely different kinds of energy, but still. I don't so much mind paying taxes as I despise the whole "doing" of taxes. It's a pain in the ass.
*Young Readers' Choice Awards, duh.
Has anyone read God Went to Beauty School by Cynthia Rylant? We were looking for items to put up on our staff favorites wall for poetry month and a coworker handed it to me. I read the whole thing there at work. I thought it would be something entirely different than what it is. I love it. Go read it, it'll only take a few minutes. I would describe it as "funny and heartwarming" if I were in a cliched mood. I can't think of anything better, though.
When I was in that half-awake state this morning, I thought that each time my snooze went off it was a signal that I had more work to do - work that I was doing last night, where I basically audit paperwork. Why? Why must I feel like I'm at work when I'm half-asleep? And why does my imagination so vividly fill in the individual quirks for each item I audit? And why the hell would work be brought to me in bed?
Why is it that I have the energy to go on a 3 mile walk but not to do my taxes? I know, completely different kinds of energy, but still. I don't so much mind paying taxes as I despise the whole "doing" of taxes. It's a pain in the ass.
*Young Readers' Choice Awards, duh.
posted by Jess at 9:40 AM
3 Comments:
I've just gone through the 'I don't know what to read' blues. So I read Ella Enchanted on Babelbabe's recommendation. It was gorgeous. Why not just comfort read? Or re-read a favourite? Good luck!
I just got East, In Her Shoes, Granny Torelli, Daddy Long Legs, and The Beauty of the Husband at work. I feel optimistic. Of course, while at work I am overcome by the desire to read read read. And am surrounded by books.
Daddy Long Legs is fantastic. I love reading it and imagining my grandmother reading it for the first time. My grandmother said her concept of women's college came from reading DLL.
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