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Teaser Tuesday

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

  • Grab your current read
  • Open to a random page
  • Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
  • BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
  • Share the title & author, too, so that other Teaser Tuesdays  participants can add the book to their To Read Lists if they like your teasers!

Laura Hillenbrand’s biography of Louis Zamperini in her novel Unbroken “is a testament to the resilience of the human mind, body, and spirit.”

The men had been adrift for twenty-seven days.  Borne by an equatorial current, they had floated at least one thousand miles, deep into Japanese-controlled waters.

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I miss Molly Ivins

I loved reading Molly Ivins’ articles and especially liked her book Molly Ivins Can’t Say That, Can She?

And although I didn’t know her personally, reading the biography about her in Molly Ivins A Rebel Life by Bill Minutaglio and W. Michael Smith, I miss her even more.

An excerpt from the book:

In France, for the first time, she was beginning to tinker with writing about people in power–and doing it by zooming down from the hovering sweep, the historical panorama, and making a crash landing on the high-and-mighty.  It seemed too overtly intellectual, and full of shit, to do so in a droning, preachy, academic way.  It wasn’t really complex: She wanted to write the way she talked.  Like Holland, she’d suffer no fools; like her father she’d work like a dog; like her mother she’d roll with the absurdity.

She also read, constantly, and it informed her search for a style, a voice:  John Steinbeck’s Travels with Charley.  Rachel Carson’s Silent Spring.  James Baldwin’s The Fire Next Time.  Theodore White’s The Making of a President.  She told people she loved Thor Heyerdahl and his book about rafting the Pacific, Kon Tiki.  And she wrote more and more, filling up her notebooks with indecipherable handwriting, exclamation points, and doodles of dandies and clerics and fools.  She also grew more comfortable holding forth in public, dominating the discourse.  In France, strangers would look at the looming American, and she knew they were staring and she wold start jabbering in French.  Then she would start talking with a Texas twang.  Then she would use some Upper East Coast Smith inflections.  And then she would start laughing.  She told friends she still felt physically awkward, but rarely intellectually intimated.  The goal, too, hadn’t changed–it was the same goal she had written down on a piece of paper and put in her wallet back in high school.  “She always wanted to be famous,” said one close friend.

culling the library

phew!

It is actually a relief to sort and organize the books in my library and in the process, I loaded 36 plastic bags into six large canvas bags to tote to the library tomorrow!  The marvelous volunteers of the Friends of the Library will shelf these books and hopefully someone will pick them up and leave a little $$ in the donation box.  Thus, it is a good thing I’m doing (and of course, my favorite books are nestled on a different, freshly dusted, organized shelf in the library).  Hubby is happy.  I’m happy.  And the library will be happy.

I’ve discovered some books I have not read in years and  of course, that lengthened the Work Time, for I had to sit down and leaf through a few of them (a great many I can certainly live without).  There are STILL 24 shelves of fiction books that need to be organized and quite likely there are some I can do without.  Saving that for another day!

I Was a Better Mother before I Had Kids by Lori Borgman will be taken to the library and I trust that someone else will get as many laughs out of it as I have.

One chapter in her book is entitled The HOURS are Bad, but the Perks Are GOOD.

There’s a reason you won’t see the job of motherhood advertised in the classifieds.  Namely, because it would have to read something like this:

WANTED:  Woman with the stamina of a triathlete able to work twenty-four-hour shifts, fifty-two weeks a year, with no sick days, paid vacation, or personal leave time.  Candidate must be adept at multi-tasking in the midst of chaos, confusion, clutter, and frequent emergencies.  Interpretation skills required during the toddler and teen years.  Will not consider women with weak hearts, nervous conditions, or aversions to dirt, pungent odors, and small animals.

Teaser Tuesday

 

 

Life and the course we take through it are affected by many circumstances, some beneficial, some considerably less so.  This is an observation that is unlikely to be quoted in any compendium of great philosophical thought.