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I spotted 100 Cupboards as I was trolling for available ebooks on my library's website, and while I don't read a great deal of YA or Juvenile Fiction (or fantasy, for that matter)  the summary grabbed my attention:

(taken from goodreads)
Twelve-year-old Henry York wakes up one night to find bits of plaster in his hair. Two knobs have broken through the wall above his bed and one of them is slowly turning . . .Henry scrapes the plaster off the wall and discovers cupboards of all different sizes and shapes. Through one he can hear the sound of falling rain. Through another he sees a glowing room–with a man pacing back and forth! Henry soon understands that these are not just cupboards, but portals to other worlds.

I work with many families through teaching, tutoring, and my duties as a nanny/babysitter and am always looking for books to recommend as read-alouds before bedtime. I still have about one hundred pages to go in this fun story, but I think the tale of Henry and the doors in his bedroom will soon be on that list. I was disappointed to see that it IS part of a series (can't any author for children and young adults write stand-alone books anymore?) BUT I can't say I am going to continue when I finish the first.

I am also a little behind in my book group's reading of Anna Karenina, so I need to catch up on that. However, with all of the family festivities this weekend and How I Met Your Mother season 3 out from the library, this could pose a bit of a problem.

Have a great holiday weekend!

 
 
If you haven't noticed yet, on the Read This, Read That homepage you can view the books I am currently reading. This updates itself as I add and remove books on my goodreads account. As you can see, I am currently in the middle of six COMPLETELY different books right now so I think I am having a bit of an identity crisis that is revealing itself through my reading choices. It started with needing a "side-book" to accompany my reading schedule for Anna Karenina and blossomed into something somewhat out of my control. This weekend, I will be focusing on The Black Echo by Michael Connelly, an author that many of my reading friends adore. He writes a good mystery/crime thriller at a literary level superior to many other books I have read in this genre, although I did cringe last night when he used the old "caterpillar eyebrows" in his description of a detective. WHY DO ALL MYSTERIES AND CRIME THRILLERS DESCRIBE PEOPLE IN THIS LINE OF WORK AS HAVING CATERPILLAR EYEBROWS?!?!? I swear, I have seen this in just about every mystery I have read. Perhaps an unspoken rule among authors? An inside joke? I'm on to you!  If I ever write a mystery (doubtful) I will make a conscious effort to describe the thin, over-plucked eyebrows of my police chief. Consider it my promise to you.

Enjoy your weekend!
 
 
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My neurotic, type-A personality propelled me to prepare for my impending surgery back on February 18th in a variety of ways. I went to the grocery store to stock up on food my husband could cook for himself without me drugged up in the bedroom worrying about the possibility of a house fire. I cleaned the house until it was so spotless Danny Tanner of Full House would have eaten off of my floors. Lastly, and most importantly, I visited the library to stock up on materials to keep myself entertained as I healed in the privacy of my freakishly clean home. I think I checked out somewhere in the neighborhood of fifteen books along with some movies and television shows on DVD. However, I later realized that all of this time would NOT be spent catching up on my to-read list because my post-op days would instead be divided into three distinct periods:
1.) The Sleep and Stare Period (approx. one week)
2.) The Sit and Stare Period (approx. one week)
3.) The Sit and Watch Embarrassing Television Period (approx. three weeks)
I looked much like the girl pictured, except I had bandages all over my face and usually had an ice pack balancing precariously on my forehead (and yes, it did slip a couple of times, sliding down my face and causing shooting pain to rocket up and down the length of my head). I couldn't concentrate. My head hurt. I couldn't read. COULDN'T READ!?! Instead, I sat and stared and thought about many things, none of which were too deep, philosophical, or really all that interesting. One thing I did think about was the idea of comfort reads when you're not feeling well. What do you pick up? Do your reading habits change?

Mine certainly do. I find myself reading books I wouldn't normally read that are generally geared towards young adults or older children, or sometimes even revisiting beloved books from my childhood. For example, the only book I read during this month was Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, and if we're being honest, I was so far gone on meds that it might as well have been War and Peace. (Do NOT send me mail telling me you can't believe I haven't read this series yet! Have you SEEN my to-read shelf???) I might also be inclined to pick up the Narnia series (yes, still working on that one too) or some of my all-time favorite books from the Little House on the Prairie series. If I am feeling really crazy, I'll grab some of the old V.C. Andrews books (the ones she wrote before passing) and read away with embarrassment. Don't say you didn't read and love these! I won't believe you! That woman tells a crazy tale!

I hope that none of you are imprisoned in your home with a to-read list 2,000 books long and a level of concentration so low you can only squeak out one measly juvenile series book about a wizard. What a huge letdown for the Book Addict. However, if you DO find yourself in this position of rehabilitating and "taking it easy" (which to me translated to "being in lots of pain and alone for hours with nothing to do"), make sure you plan ahead with your comfort reads.





 
 
Hello literary scholars!

Yes, it has been awhile since I have graced your presence with my witty book banter, but I have a good reason. I became pretty ill at the end of last year and required surgery in February. Due to some other events at this time, I was unable to post prior to going under. I am nearly recovered after six weeks on the mend and back in action on goodreads and Book Addict. This six-week extravaganza has inspired my upcoming blog post: Literary Chicken Soup. Stay tuned!