For Kayla, who asked how many library books I have scattered around, I answer: 25. As one can predict, the goal to cut down the height of my Library Loot Tower fades from reach. Can’t I say 18 books since I read 7… No? Yes? It will allow me to feel oodles better about this mess.
- Library Loot is a weekly event co-hosted by Claire from The Captive Reader and Marg from The Adventures of an Intrepid Reader that encourages bloggers to share the books they’ve checked out from the library. If you’d like to participate, just write up your post — feel free to steal the button — and link it using the Mr. Linky any time during the week. And of course check out what other participants are getting from their libraries.
I am late on this post! At some point last week I went through with a planned, organized library raid, and I never made time for a Library Loot post between actual busy-ness and extreme laziness. While I am less busy and attempting not to de-evolve back into a bed-blob, like I did on Sunday, here are my latest library snags:
- The Book That Eats People by John Perry & Illustrated by Mark Fearing
This book is about a book that eats people — the very book which you hold! The illustrations are fun to look at, although — and for reasons I can’t pin down — I didn’t enjoy this as much as other children’s books. The humor doesn’t attract me, but I think kids will find this funny, scary, or a combination of both. If my five-year-old self read this book, The Book That Eats People would be double-locked inside a container, wrapped for extra precaution, and weighed down by several heavy objects.
I’ll talk straight: you are reading the blog of someone who covered her clown collection with a blanket after watching Poltergeist. Even at eight years, I sill felt too afraid to try Fruit Gushers because I believed they’d turn my head into a strawberry, just like the commercials showed. When I was five, I experienced my first earthquake. I used my mom’s leg as a ladder, because I thought my foundation would crumble and fires would spread and my life would explode. In conclusion, a book that eats people would have scared me too.
- The Walking Dead, Vol. 4: The Heart’s Desire by Robert Kirkman, Charlie Adlard, & Cliff Rathburn
I read this! I don’t know — how many people are out there who read TWD and get tired of all the cussing and make-out sessions? We’re in a post-apocalyptic setting and surrounded by zombies; months have passed. What would you do: sneak off to procreate every day and night, or yell at your survival group because someone swiped your last SpaghettiOs can? I’d be hoarding food. I don’t see enough diversity in the characters, as they all seem to share the same voice and sex drive.
Michonne finally makes her appearance, which — just about — is where the show left off. I like Michonne, minus the scenes where she tries to seduce Tyreese. Really, Michonne: you have a boyfriend. He’s zombified and you chained him up, but he follows you everywhere without trying to eat your face, so stop it. On the flip side, she kicks zombie butt and has conversations with imaginary people. Compared to Andrea, Lori, and Carol, Michonne is A++ material.
- The Secret World of Arrietty (Film Comic), Vol. 1 by Hiromasa Yonebayashi
Is it me, or have Studio Ghibli films been dragging? I tried watching the film, and the instant I hit pause I never went back.
- The Hunchback of Notre-Dame by Victor Hugo (Translated by Catherine Liu)
I do own The Hunchback of Notre-Dame, but I decided to try a different copy. After several tries to reach chapter two, I gave up and hit the request button for the library’s edition of Liu’s translation. I don’t know where I got my copy of Hugo’s book, or if it was a gift, but I felt frustrated at every attempted read — the translator is unknown, as s/he isn’t mentioned. The bystander role does not bother me, but I felt like an observer in the story, frustrated by the vague picture. Perhaps my lack of French knowledge plays part, but I hope Catherine Liu’s translation will make for an easier, less frustrating reading experience.
- Divergent by Veronica Roth
Currently reading Divergent, and I expect I’ll have finished it by tonight — then I’m off to finish Tiger Lily and begin Wonder (both are due back by Monday). It took me longer than I like to get hooked into the story, and now that I’ve reached this point I find that I’m still uninterested in Tris’s character. The larger picture — faction war and divergent rebels — draws me and keeps me reading. This isn’t to say I dislike Tris or Four, because I like them both; however, Four’s identity isn’t difficult to call out, I think (but I’m still uncertain if he’s divergent).
(Side note: I’m on a YA dystopia craze. I read Marie Lu’s Legend — I enjoyed the quick pace and I’m already grieving the absence of June’s intelligence and over-all awesome. I’ll start Patrick Ness’s Chaos Walking series soon enough, and I’ve already submitted a request for Julia Karr’s XVI. I plan to purchase The Forksaken, too. In the mean time: any YA dystopian suggestions for me? Any YA dystopian books with male narrators? The Maze Runner?)
- Graceling by Kristin Cashore
All at once, people around me are going through a Graceling spazz! I keep hearing about it, so now is better than later. I’ve only heard good things about this series (kick-ass heroine lead!), but I think I will wait a little while before reading it. I am starting to notice that female narrators are taking their toll on me. Don’t get the wrong idea — these ladies are strong and powerful characters, but I’m beginning to miss the guys. After R.J. Palacio’s Wonder, I have The Knife of Never Letting Go planned, and then, maybe — maybe — I’ll delve into Graceling.
- An Abundance of Katherines by John Green
Once I read this, I’ll have read EVERYTHING John Green. (Not quite, but almost. Zombicorns and Let it Snow remain on my to-read list.)
- The Phantom Tollbooth by Norton Juster & Illustrated by Jules Feiffer
For Milo, everything’s a bore. When a tollbooth mysteriously appears in his room, he drives through only because he’s got nothing better to do. But on the other side, things seem different. Milo visits the island of Conclusions (you get there by jumping), learns about time from a ticking watchdog named Tock, and even embarks on a quest to rescue Rhyme and Reason! Somewhere along the way, Milo realizes something astonishing. Life is far from dull. In fact, it’s exciting beyond his wildest dreams…
*Sunday bed-blob blurb: If anyone has felt the all-consuming boredom I felt, you might sympathize. The boredom was so monstrous that I thought it would eat my brain and I’d never feel an ounce of joy again. It was like full-blown anhedonia. I tried reading, watching TV, writing, talking, eating — eating! Food did not satisfy me; nothing did. My brain responded to anything that required effort with, “Ugh dgjakshd.” (Apparently, eating takes effort.) I even found boredom in lying down and doing nothing. Everything was boring because nothing was stimulating. What.
I watched half of Detective Dee and the Mystery of the Phantom Flame, however. It may lack the elegance and visual beauty we see in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, but who cares about poor CGI when there’s Andy Lau as Dee and Chao Deng as the albino Pei Donglai? I love Pei. Pei is my favorite character.
Until he dies.
Lastly, I will share this with you all since I won’t get around to a WWW Wednesday post: Roberto Ricci, author of The Red Harlequin, has supplied me with a free copy of his book. I will read and review it within the next two weeks (why must I always accumulate so many books? I hoard them), so keep an eye out if you like.
The Red Harlequin by Roberto Ricci | YA Fantasy
“Our world is different from yours.
What matters here is your Chrome. You are born with it, you cannot change it. If your Chrome is green that is because your parents’ Chrome was green. If you are blue, you will always be blue. Your Chrome determines who you are and where you will live. The Chrome is not something you wear; it’s not something you paint on your face or on your body. For that, we have our masks.
Every Chrome is a mono Chrome, with just one color, except for the Harlequins of course. Some say the Harlequins are the result of cross breeding between different Chromes. Others say they were sent by the Gods to remind us how fortunate we Chromes are.”
Of Masks And Chromes is the first Book of the Red Harlequin Trilogy, an original Coming of Age/Fantasy story that is narrated by the young protagonist, Asheva, who takes the reader into a world divided by colors (Chromes) and united against only one thing: the harlequins. The Harlequins have more than one color inside them and hence are not aligned with the world of the Chromes.
The Red Harlequin is about freedom, diversity, and the fight against all prejudices and abuses of power.