A humble blog about the books I'm currently reading/already read/want to read. Reading keeps the mind sharp and playful. Learn from everything you read and don't regret any of it.
So finals are killer. And part of the reason why I haven’t been posting in a while.
& … my friend read my final paper… and apparently I cannot write this week.
This is ridiculous.
To say the least.
Finals has ruined my brain.
Right now I’m in love with George R.R. Martin. I’m in the middle of A Song Of Ice And Fire series (A Feast For Crows to be exact), and I cannot stop reading. He makes me laugh, cry, salivate over all those delicious foods, want to hit things, tear my hair out, wish I wasn’t living on a dry campus so that I could drink heavily while reading, jump up and down repeatedly while spinning in a circle, and cry yet again.
I’m going to finish A Dance With Dragons over Christmas break and have to sit and wait.. and wait… and wait until the next blasted book comes out. And the saddest thing is, I caught this train only this past summer. I don’t know what I would do with my life if I had to struggle since 1996 (when the first book was published) with all this craziness.
But I also love J.K. Rowling and Chuck Palahniuk and Holly Black and I wish I read more Jane Austen and Flaubert, they’re on my list, I just haven’t gotten around to them yet :/
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Molly Harper, Nice Girls Don’t Have Fangs (via bibliophibious)
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However cliche it sounds, I never really stop loving a book if I’ve fallen for it once. I’m kinda like that with people too—I move on, but those feelings at the time don’t just disappear.
So I guess I’ll answer in a roundabout way. A book that I was hooked on, but don’t like any more. Books, in my opinion, are like anything else you can put in your body. Some are healthy and necessary, but not delicious and satisfying (science textbooks//brussels sprouts). Others are healthy and delicious (classics or pretty much anything that has won the Newberry Medal or Pulitzer or PEN/Faulkner award// —insert favorite fruit here—). Yet others are completely horrible for you, but you do it anyways (crack books that are terrible but you cannot stop reading// crack. drugs. etc.).
My “crack” books are the Twilight series. I was tricked/forced to read the first one. And then I was addicted and could not stop. They are terrible. There is no good moral or social commentary (other than if Meyer wrote then for the purpose of making fun of ridiculously dumb teenage girls—Doubt it). These books are terrible. Yet I could not stop reading. Once I got hooked, man, was I hooked. But then I sobered up and now see the error of my ways… I won’t do drugs again, mom! promise!
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I prefer traditional books. Ebooks may be cool and practical, but nothing beats the feeling of touching the glossy printed cover, opening a new book for the first time, the smell of the unread pages, the sound of pages flipping, and the feeling of wanting-for-more when you find out that the book ends.
I especially love the smell of old books :) Plus when you read the Ebook you don’t really get a sense of when it ends. With reading traditional books you can feel the ending coming with every turn of the page.
