love or fondness for books or reading
love or fondness for books or reading
A while back Kate at Views and Mews by Coffee Kat asked the question, “Do you read newspapers?”
Well, when it comes to this topic I guess I am a dinosaur. I like the real newspaper. You know the one printed on paper that is delivered to your door early in the morning. Don’t get me wrong I love my computer and Nook but I still gotta have the morning paper.
Not that I always read it in the morning or actually read the whole thing. I have my way of perusing the news. I look at the front page headlines, then on page two is the weather, must look at that so I know how to dress. Then I look at the obituaries, not sure why I do this.
I remember making fun of my mother because she checked out the obituaries first thing. I didn’t understand the attraction. I still don’t understand and now I am the one doing it…first thing. Well, third thing. Maybe it is just an old thing. I didn’t get the habit until after I was fifty.
If it is a day I am not working, the comics are next, Dear Abby, then on to the puzzles. Crossword, Word Jumble, and Word Game…in that order, always.
Then I look at, not really read, the rest of the paper, except the Sports. I rarely, if ever, read the Sports pages.
And after all that I check out the sale brochures. The days I work just the first three get done in the morning the rest has to wait until afternoon.
I will be very unhappy if/when the day comes that I have to do all this on the computer or digital reader. I guess I would get used to it but that doesn’t mean I would like it.
Hasn’t this been the most interesting of boring posts you have read in days?!
Today, I think I need to get out more.
The other day I was looking at the list of books that I read last year. Some of them I wrote reviews but many I did not. So I thought that today I would tell you what I thought about some of them.
Not reviews just a word or two about why I did or did not like the book
These were ok but just…they got a ** rating
These I thought were good…gave them ***
This one was more than good ****
Ok, so that’s it. I have some more to tell you about on another day.
If you have read any of these let me know what you thought.
About a week ago I bought myself a ColorNook with my tax refund. I have wanted one since I saw one that my friend has. I read a lot and think this will be another way to have a reading stash. Especially nice that it won’t require another bookcase.
It did take me most of a day to get the wi-fi thingie set up. I needed to have my AT&T wi-fi password. Not only did I not remember the password I didn’t even remember having one to start with. The first contact with AT&T I was told to go to a web site and it would tell me how to get the password. Sounded easy-peasy. However, you need your password to get access to your account to get your password. Hmmmm…very interesting.
With the second contact it seems the customer service person and I live on different planets. I was unable to explain exactly what I needed and why and I became kinda frustrated and decided to end the conversation, politely of course, and try again another day.
On another day, I connected with a person that knew exactly what I wanted and why–maybe she has a Nook–and in less than five minutes I was ready to go ! \O/
I do not have any books on it though. Why, you ask? Because I have four books from the library, one from a friend, and one to review for Tyndale that I want to read before I get any other books. Who has time to read something on a Nook?
I can hardly wait until I do have time to read a book on my nifty new
A Black Cat Book Review
One Dog Night by David Rosenfelt
Andy Carpenter is a lawyer, a wealthy lawyer. He does not have to work and prefers not to, in fact, he does all he can to avoid having clients. Andy is happy to spend his time with his buddies and the two ladies of his life, Laurie, the woman he loves, and Tara, the Golden Retriever he rescued from an animal shelter. He will do pretty much whatever they ask of him.
Noah Galloway knows about drugs. He was a desperate homeless drug addict for years. He hit bottom, sought help, and is now successful, married, and has a son. He has been appointed by the President to be the White House messenger at a conference about the war on drugs. But Noah Galloway has a secret that is going to be exposed.
Six years ago there was a fire in an apartment building that killed 26 people. Noah knows he started the fire. He does not remember starting it or the how or why of it; he just knows he is guilty.
Andy Carpenter and Noah Galloway do not know each other but have two things in common, the dog Tara, and women who believe in them. Tara and the women convince Andy to take Noah as a client and defend him in court. What follows is the uncovering of a conspiracy involving big business, a judge, mob crime bosses, drug lords, politics, and a little boy.
Though the mystery of the fire and the conspiracy are far from humorous Rosenfelt’s Andy Carpenter is a man who sees the absurd and humor in life, especially his life. There are several conversations that Andy has with himself that are laugh out loud funny. You cannot help but like this dog lover, loyal friend, reluctant defense lawyer who will not forsake the innocent and does whatever it takes to have their innocence proven in a court of law.
Well, it’s Friday and I am writing my Thursday thankful post. Why Thursday on Friday you ask? Because I spent almost all day Thursday doing something I love.
The last several days I have read 2 books that were very good and 1 that was sorta good but mostly just ok. I have a hard time imagining what it is like to not like reading or worse to not know how to read. This has been a love of mine since kindergarten.
Here is my book suggestion for this week
I enjoyed this story. I never thought about what it was like for women after WWII and the men came home. It didn’t occur to me that after being in the work force during the war that they would be expected to return to life as it was before the war.
Today, I am glad the women of the 50’s were strong and didn’t go backwards as expected by some.