I know that I was not the only one who felt the sadness brought by the closing of Borders. It hit me pretty hard the last go around since the Borders that they opted to close in my area was the one that I had been going to since college. There were tons of memories relived during that time. I met dates up there, I studied up there, I ran to the comfort of the bookshelves when I was fighting. That Borders was a place that I could escape to when I needed to escape. It was often a solitary experience. Over ten years of memories while I went through my most defining years.
And now they're closing the last one in our area.
The only other bookstores that we have around here are Barnes N' Noble and Books A Million (doesn't B&N OWN BAM?), and although I enjoy the ambiance of B&N I have to admit that OUR B&N is a wee bit pretentious. (Are all of them like that?) D is not a reader. In fact, prior to meeting me, I don't think that she had read a book in YEARS. Since we've been together, she doesn't get through many books, but she attempts them. (1) D feels intimidated by B&N but has always felt safe in Borders. It's interesting and something that I would never consider since I feel at home within the walls of any bookstore. Now I know that she will only be traipsing into a bookstore as a favor to me and will do her perusing on amazon.com for her bookish needs, little as they are.
Reviews here on RTTN from the past two weeks:
- Secrets, Monsters, & Secret Mirrors by Stephanie True Peters ~ five fairy tales told in comics
- The Goddess Test by Aimee Carter ~ what happens if Hades needs a new wife?
- Love is a Mix Tape by Ron Sheffield ~ romantic memoir through the medium of music
- Lucille by Ludovic Debeurme ~ PHENOM comic in the likes of Blankets
- peace, love, and rubber ducks by Lauren Myracle ~ great book about sibling relationships
This week, I DIDN'T finish
I picked up The Anthropology of an American Girl on a whim. And no, it wasn't the insinuation of the author being a contemporary Jane Austen OR finding out that it initially was self-published but formed such a loyal and LARGE following that a well-established publishing house picked it up. I merely picked it up because (a) I thought the title was pretty cool, (b) I dug the cover, and (c) it was a lengthy book that chronicled the life of a school girl from her senior year in high school through her college years (what I deemed my most formative years for me personally).
I was STOKED man. I knew this would be my favorite summer read. (As most of you know I've been chomping down heavily on young adult titles; I kinda figured this would satiate that need whilst giving me something more 'literary' -groan, hate the implications in this sentence, but *shrug* oh well- to read).
And IF by literary you are really looking for something (a) pedantic and (b) trite with a bit of (c) f-bombs being dropped in the rather suspicious way that at a sweet middle schooler might test out the profanity waters THEN perhaps this book is for you.
AoaAG is over 500 pages in length; I read 90 before I finally gave up. Giving up meant I was trapped in the truck while D drove us around thrifting sans a book. THAT'S how much I disliked it. I had nothing else to read! (Thank ye gods for Hanging with Friends - also, anyone wanna play?- which kept me occupied in between stops).
I wish I could give you guys an example but upon arriving home, I put the sucker up on PBS and immediately got rid of it. Has anyone else read this book and have a different reaction?
This up and coming week, I plan on reading
I have NO clue - *dagger eyes to AoaAG* I'm kinda gun shy now. (And yes, overly dramatic and indecisive!)
Also, I logged in 13 this week. I think I'm gonna break my 100 mile goal BEFORE the summer ends. *fist pump* YES!
(Anyone have favorite working out music?)