Just finished (last night!) All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr. Need something a little less deep now, so I’ll be looking over Michael Ruhlman’s Egg cookbook.
May order a new book for myself as a holiday/spring treat, though it likely won’t get read until the semester ends.
Wendy: Yes, I am driving while listening. I have been doing this since 2003; it is like listening to the radio. If I get into a situation that needs my attention, I can turn if off, and it picks right back up where I stopped it. Most of my commute is highway, so I feel safe doing it. I don’t think I could handle my commute w/out audio books! 🙂
I love Black Beauty. I’m not reading anything right now, except for catching up on my favorite weblogs and descriptions of climbing roses and honeysuckles.
This time of year, a big part of my job is preparing tax returns. So these days, most of my reading material starts with the word, “Publication”: Publication 17, Publication 970, Publication 590-B, etc. Thank goodness it’s going to be over soon – I’ve already read the last few pages, and it doesn’t end well for many, 😉
I’m reading a wonderful memoir H IS FOR HAWK by Helen MacDonald. It has won major book awards in England–it is part nature writing, part grief memoir, about a woman dealing with the death of her father by training a goshawk. The memoir deals with her training this hawk and how in the aftermath of her father’s death, she dealt with the world and her grief through the eyes and the experiences of this bird (she is an experienced falconer, by the way, she did not just decide to do this as a lark.) It is very evocative and elegantly written and her descriptions are vivid. I cannot put this down. THE NEW YORKER reviewed it several weeks ago and convinced me I should read it. I am so glad I listened!
I’m reading Adult Onset by Ann-Marie MacDonald.
I haven’t heard of it. Fiction or nonfiction?
Just finished (last night!) All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr. Need something a little less deep now, so I’ll be looking over Michael Ruhlman’s Egg cookbook.
May order a new book for myself as a holiday/spring treat, though it likely won’t get read until the semester ends.
I’ve read raves about Doerr’s book. Did you like it?
Far from the Tree by Andrew Solomon. It’s long… and very intense! But so worthwhile. I think everyone should read this book
I attended an event where Solomon was speaking in person, when he was on tour for that book. He’s an incredibly gifted storyteller.
Black Beauty by Anna Sewell!
I always get so many good suggestions from this post. I’m making a list.
I’m listening to the audio book “The Daily Coyote” during my commute. It is a great story (non fiction); I highly recommend it!
Are you driving while you’re listening, Jill? And if so, are you able to fully concentrate?
Wendy: Yes, I am driving while listening. I have been doing this since 2003; it is like listening to the radio. If I get into a situation that needs my attention, I can turn if off, and it picks right back up where I stopped it. Most of my commute is highway, so I feel safe doing it. I don’t think I could handle my commute w/out audio books! 🙂
I don’t think I could concentrate in L.A. traffic. I’m too filled with rage.
I love Black Beauty. I’m not reading anything right now, except for catching up on my favorite weblogs and descriptions of climbing roses and honeysuckles.
It’s such a tragic story, I almost can’t continue reading. By coincidence, I know a real black stallion named Navarre who lives near me.
Are you about to garden?
This time of year, a big part of my job is preparing tax returns. So these days, most of my reading material starts with the word, “Publication”: Publication 17, Publication 970, Publication 590-B, etc. Thank goodness it’s going to be over soon – I’ve already read the last few pages, and it doesn’t end well for many, 😉
Funny! My father was an accountant, and we never saw him this time of year.
I’m reading a wonderful memoir H IS FOR HAWK by Helen MacDonald. It has won major book awards in England–it is part nature writing, part grief memoir, about a woman dealing with the death of her father by training a goshawk. The memoir deals with her training this hawk and how in the aftermath of her father’s death, she dealt with the world and her grief through the eyes and the experiences of this bird (she is an experienced falconer, by the way, she did not just decide to do this as a lark.) It is very evocative and elegantly written and her descriptions are vivid. I cannot put this down. THE NEW YORKER reviewed it several weeks ago and convinced me I should read it. I am so glad I listened!
I just read a few pages on Amazon. It looks wonderful.