My first understanding of what Veteran’s Day commemorates comes from a family story set in World War II. Mama’s brother Durell served in the Seabees.
A definition needs to set out the premise of this book: Mobituary: (noun) An appreciation for someone or something that did not get the love deserved the first time.
I have heard rumors that fall, otherwise known as autumn, occurred this year. You would never know it in South Mississippi.
How exciting that Olive Kitteridge of the Pulitzer Prize winning book by the same name has returned. Olive, the retired irascible junior high math teacher in the small town of Cosby, Maine, can hardly help running into people she knows.
The long Saturday morning To-Do list was well underway. Coffee was ready to turn on and biscuit making equipment spread across the counter awaiting the sound of Al’s stirring before I started breakfast.
Abby Cooper’s middle grade novel, Friend or Fiction, begins with the common problem for this age of finding true friendship. Keeping friends for Jade Levy is complicated by her location in a town where people never live for long.
One hundred and seven years ago on this date, a baby girl was born on a farm about a mile outside of Sturgis, Mississippi to Erskine and Ada Hannah. Her parents named her Virginia for her Grandma Berry.
There comes a time when you must sneak another book ahead into the To-Be-Read stack as a priority. I faced one of those times after many of my book-loving friends asked, “Have you read Where the Crawdads Sing?” Comments included the words “different” and “unexpected.”
We were do-it-yourselfers before they became DIY in message-speak. However, it never occurred to me that I could start rumors about myself, and I really didn’t do it intentionally.
In a startling beginning to her novel Becoming Beatrix, Tami Charles introduces the reader to Beatrix when she spots a wishmaker flower in a crack of the sidewalk as she thrusts her body to the ground and presses her face to the pavement.
Tea Obreht’s comment in the Sept/Oct issue of Poets and Writers magazine seemed pertinent to writers until my grandfather and my grandson came to mind. She says, “A good writing day will end with the desire to keep writing.”
Now from the Three Rancheros friendship of Raymie, Beverly, and Louisiana in Raymie Nightingale, Kate DiCamillo returns to tell Beverly’s story, and again I read an advance reading copy from Net Galley focusing on the last of the trio.
Eight years ago today, I began posting a twice weekly blog, not knowing whether my interest or commitment would hold up for the long run. I didn’t know if I would last eight weeks or eight months, much less eight years. (I knew I would make eight days since I followed the advice I got before I began to have that many written ahead of time.)
There have been some surprises. The blogs with the most reactions haven’t always been the ones I would have expected. Within the same week, I had one blog reader tell me she liked the personal blogs more than the book reviews and another who said he really liked the book reviews more than the personal blogs. Since it’s my space and I enjoy doing both, I plan to stay with about an even count.
As for the book reviews, I have loved the opportunity that Net Galley gives bloggers to get advance reading copies. I especially like it when a book I have reviewed gets good reviews from the noted reviewers or makes it big when it goes on sale. (Examples: Educated, Just Mercy, The Yellow House, Mistress of the Ritz, and Caldecott winner Merci Suarez Changes Gears). It’s worth reiterating that I will only review books that I really like. I want to be fair to writers who work really hard and not give a bad word to a book that someone else may love even if it doesn’t appeal to me, and I want to be fair to my readers and not steer them toward a book that I didn’t even like myself – and I do find a few.
Perhaps one of the most enjoyable things with this blog has been the friendships I’ve made. Some are new ones when a friend of a friend either in real life or from Facebook joins my readers. Special times have brought a friend from the past that I had lost touch with but who has found the blog. Then there are all the book lovers who share the love of reading and maybe even writing.
So I celebrate the eighth anniversary with its traditional pottery or modern lace and linen before beginning a new year of “Readin’, Ritin’, but Not Much ‘Rithmetic.”
Alice Hoffman’s novel,The World That We Knew, begins in the spring of 1941 in Berlin with the murder of Hanni Kohn’s husband Simon during a riot outside the Jewish hospital.
I recently accepted a challenge to write about a special birthday. I’m guessing the challenger pictured a big childhood party of some kind, but the challenger didn’t know Mama.
Jeri Watts begins her book, On Snowden Mountain, with her 12-year-old protagonist Ellen out of options since she had burned up every pot and pan and used up all the groceries and credit at the store
Pushing “send” is one of the great joys of a writer’s life and one of the few where she has a degree of control. I experienced that joy last night and thought I’d do an account of what happens before and what I expect will happen after that happy event – at least in this case.
Susan Holt Kralovansky may have taken The Book That Jake Borrowed from personal experience.
Roshani Chokski was a new name with young adult titles that were unfamiliar to me when I went to the Mississippi Book Festival, and there is a reason for that!
Petina Gappah’s novel,Out of Darkness, Shining Light, begins oddly with the death of David Livingstone, the great explorer missionary.