Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books. Show all posts

Monday, April 23, 2012

monday listicle - books

So I've been reading this new to me blog, The Good Life, and it's fun and funny.  And guess what?  That Stasha does a feature thing that is called Monday Listicles.  There are different topics every Monday where you list ten things, then link up.  Well.  You all know how much I love lists.  So I have to participate.  Because, you know, it would be a crime if I passed up an opportunity to write a list and link it to other list writers and then like, love my list so hard.  So apparently this week's topic is Ten Books.

I remember being a little girl and making myself a spot behind the couch with blankets and pillows - a spot where I could read without my sisters bugging me.  I think my list will be of some of the books that I loved way back then.  Books that I read so, so many times that I could have recited passages off the cuff.  Books that absolutely nurtured my love of reading.


The first five were a few of my favorites when I was young, like in elementary school, and the next five were some favorites from when I was a teenager.  But really, it's a sampling, because I literally read a new book or re-read an old favorite as soon as I finished the one before it.

Anyway, have at it:


1.  The Boxcar Children, by Gertrude Chandler Warner.  I read this book over and over and over again.  It was probably one of my very favorites, like ever.  I got it out of the library every single week.  I may have even gotten a tear in my eye when my daughter Meg read (and loved) it.  She's my reader.




2.  Ramona, by Beverly Cleary.  I read every single Ramona book, I loved that character - I just remember thinking she was hilarious, and I couldn't wait to find out what she'd do next.  I'm pretty sure I read every Beverly Cleary book out there.



3.  Blubber, by Judy Blume.  Poor Linda, the other girls were so mean.  I also read every single Judy Blume book, most were pretty enlightening... I will always consider her to be one of my all-time very favorite authors.
  



4.  Charlottes Web, by EB White.  This was another that I could (and did) re-read til forever.  I couldn't wait for my kids to read this.




5. A Little Princess, by Frances Hodgson Burnett.   




6.  Rumble Fish (and The Outsiders), by SE Hinton.  The first time I read Rumble Fish, I was on the train to Florida.  My sister Jen read it first and I couldn't wait to get my hands on it.  Then of course when I got home, I had to check out every other book that SE Hinton wrote.




7.  Go Ask Alice, by Annonymous.  This book scared the crap out of me.  And yet I kept that tattered book on the keeper shelf for years.




8.  Island of the Blue Dolphins, by Scott O'Dell.  This book was assigned reading in English class one year and I was annoyed because I hate when people force me to read something.  Then of course I loved it.




9. Flowers in the Attic series, by VC Andrews.  I was so wrapped up in this series.  I absolutely would still read it like, today.  In fact, maybe I will.




10. Carrie, by Stephen King.  This short story was the beginning of my love of Stephen King books.  I have so many SK books on my keeper shelf.



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Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Call me Ishmael

So we were getting ready to go to the library yesterday, and Megan, my 8 year old says, "I want to get out Moby Dick!" I was like, impressed. I've been a big reader since I was just a little girl, and I have been excited to see Meggie fall in love with books these past few years. So I went on to explain how Melville's Moby Dick was classic literature, considered to be one of the world's greatest novels - something everyone should read once in a lifetime, etc. I began to tell her I thought she might be a little on the young side for Moby Dick (ya think?), and it eventually occurred to me to ask her where she heard of Moby Dick in the first place. She smiled, and informed me that she heard about it from Timmy Turner. As in the kid from the goofy Nick Jr. cartoon, Fairly Odd Parents. Then she skipped out of the kitchen, giggling - with goldy summer hair billowing behind her.