A little bit of reading…

Or at least I would like this week to involve a little bit of reading. It’s July 2nd, which means the Summer Lovin’ Read-A-Thon officially kicked off yesterday. I found myself on the busy side of things, so I accomplished little reading. Today, I hope, will not be a repeat of yesterday! Either way, I took a trip downtown for a scheduled library raid to pick up several books. Although most of the books I plan to read are from the library, I won’t make an official Library Loot post. I don’t have an exact “reading schedule,” either, but here is what’s set for Summer Lovin’ week!

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I thought I would have finished Neftzger’s book by now, and I easily could have. I enjoy her writing and the story immensely, told in fairy tale-like fashion, and the book proves highly readable. What stands between me and finishing The Orphanage of Miracles are other books! You might say I started Summer Lovin’s Read-A-Thon a few days early, as I took the weekend to read up through the third book in Tamora Pierce’s Song of the Lioness series. (What can I say? The series is addicting. Thank you, Tamora Pierce.)

As you can see, I also started Battle Royale. This is for Underrated Bookers, a group run by Rebecca (thebooker) on Goodreads. From the Underrated Book Project, books are chosen each month. For this month, the group picked books from the dystopian genre: Battle Royale, Ready Player One, and The Darkest Minds, so if you’d like to take part feel free to join the group! (You do not have to read all three books.)

Moving on to library books, now…

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I’m starting the library loot list off with leftovers. Yes: these are the very same books from two weeks ago. You can bet I’ll finish Lioness Rampant, if not this week then certainly by the following week.

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I am terribly excited to read this stack! I’ve said recently that I am itching for fantasy and steampunk, and, well… steampunk took over. My one and only worry is that I won’t enjoy these books as much as I’d like to. I can’t say I’m new to steampunk, as I do love the fashion and steampunk concepts that are used in films, but I am new to steampunk in literature. I’ve read so-so and mixed reviews for The Pearl Wars and Boneshaker–though I must say that my eagerness to read them doesn’t waver. I think the most promising out of these three might be Westerfeld’s Leviathan. His Uglies series isn’t for me, but Leviathan sure does have an appeal.

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Again: another great stack I look forward to. The Darkest Minds has sat on my to-read shelf since before its publication, and I am hoping to use Underrated Bookers as an excuse to finally read it. The sequel is due out soon enough, so I really do hope to make room for it at some point during July.

Of course, I believe I mentioned The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms and Wildwood Dancing in a Top Ten Tuesday post, which I still hope to read before summer turns into fall. I admit that I’m most antsy to start Jemisin’s book, as the summary and cover have a fancy, wondrous appeal that I have trouble denying.

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Sky Castle is a quick children’s picture book, which I discovered in the library’s catalog as I hunted down steampunk titles. Just to clarify: Sky Castle is NOT a children’s steampunk picture book, but I don’t deny the allure of one. I also have Melina Marchetta’s The Piper’s Son here, and I’m awfully excited to read it. I loved Saving Francesca, so I am eager to start the companion novel, like, right now.

Naturally, as an ATLA fanatic, I need to read The Search, where Zuko teams up with Azula to discover the truth of what happened to their mother. I weep tears of joy. Really, I do–and for a couple of reasons. The first being: Azula. She alone is one of the best villains I love to love, and I love her character all-around. (As I do Zuko. How can you not like him?) Secondly: we may finally learn the truth! ATLA’s finale slapped me across the face when the creators left this cliff hanger dangling on all of our faces.

Last up…

book 2Yes, we all know I picked up Battle Royale to read and finish, but the one book–above all other books–I am dying to read is Airman by Eoin Colfer!

Eee! What is that sound? Squeals of excitement and bliss.

Once I finish The Orphanage of Miracles and Battle Royale, which books am I picking up next? Who knows. As much as I want to read Airman, I am known for neglecting my own books so that I can plow through towers of library loot. I’m also a mood-ish reader, and I will waste a day trying to figure out which book out the many I should read.

Problem solved:

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I point out: the creepy-faced reading mug, for it has an actual face, and I refuse to drink from it.

I pooled together titles that interest me and wrote their names on paper scraps before placing them in my “reading mug.” If I ever have difficulty choosing what to read, I can blindly pick a title. Suddenly: choices becomes less problematic.

(Remember: sign-ups for the Summer Lovin’ read-a-thon are open through July 6th! Just before the 24-hour reading marathon starts.)

Happy reading!

Summer Lovin’ Read-A-Thon

The Summer Lovin’ Readathon is a week-long readathon event hosted by seven independent bloggers: Oh, Chrys!, Tumbling Books, Effortlessly Reading, Love Life Read, Shelf Addiction, Read Sleep Repeat, and Reviewing Wonderland.

Spend the week reading at your own pace, when and how you want. There will be daily challenges for awesome prizes and opportunities to get points toward the Grand Prize Packs.

As if that weren’t enough – the week will end with a 24-hr marathon readathon! Twitter parties, mini-challenges, games, prizes given EVERY HOUR, and more chances to get points toward the Grand Prize Packs.

Sign-ups will be open through July 6th.

Whenever I spy a read-a-thon happening in the blogging community, it always seems that a full and busy schedule accompany it. As much as I would love to take part, I’m rarely available–much to my dismay. The first week of July, however, looks relatively uneventful for me. Having gone ahead with several read-a-thons on my own time, I know how much fun they can be, and–not forgetting, of course–that read-a-thons tend to rekindle my pure love for reading books by removing the pressure to review them.

I have no idea what I will end up reading for the Summer Lovin’ event, but I do have some titles in mind…

My prospective reading list:

I’m on a fantasy and steampunk high with a smaller craving for historical fiction at the moment, but that all might change once July arrives. If you have the spare time and would like to join, either click the sign-ups link or the image above to read more about Summer Lovin’!

3 days & 19 books.

That’s right: 19 books. Before anyone calls me crazy let me say: no, I will not (to my dismay) read them all this weekend, but I wish I could. If my body did not require sleep–if my entire world orbited around books–then yes, I probably could finish them. (And I mean all of them.) Anyone who witnessed the further disintegration of my work ethic this week knows.

Academic endeavors were shoved under my bed, buried in the garden, slapped in the face, and pushed down by the weight of every book I read. In consequence,  I hurriedly rushed out of math this afternoon. The scent of Shame clung to every part of me as I handed my instructor the exam (intentionally face-down). Quietly I pray for a D, at best. Moving along…

It’s the weekend! It’s Friday night, and I have plenty of books to keep me company. That’s right: I plan to spend my Memorial Day weekend plowing through book after book at rapid pace. Raya, you need professional help. People are starting to think something is wrong, because all I do is read. Constantly, I read.

I will tell you what is wrong. Not reading is wrong. Matrices are wrong and irrelevant to my life in so many ways that I could not care less. The amount of care I possess comfortably sits somewhere in the negatives, and it has no intention of moving up.

No, I’ll tell you what’s going on here: I’m antsy for summer. I am tired of math, life, and math, and I need a break. Reading is solace. Lucky me, I only have a mere three weeks left, but until then: I’m taking advantage this weekend. I will roll and envelope myself in the sweet feeling of doing nothingness this weekend. Nothing but reading.

First books are first: I should have no problem finishing The Book Thief and Teen Angst? Naaah… tonight (the latter being a quick read), and I may tack Mr. Fox to my “why yes I read that” book list tomorrow.

“The Book Thief” by Markus Zusak
“Mr. Fox” by Helen Oyeyemi
“Teen Angst? Naaah…” by Ned Vizzini.

To complete a book challenge by the end of May, I have two more reads planned for this weekend: Robert Louis Stevenson’s classic Treasure Island and the William C. Morris YA Debut Award nominee Between Shades of Gray by Ruta Sepetys!

My personal copy of Treasure Island is moderately-worn and, to its credit, old. Alas: never completely read. I first began Jim Hawkin’s adventurous tale two summers ago. How many pages did I read through before placing it back on my shelf? I can’t tell you. Where is the adventure?! Well, I can’t tell you that either, because I never read the proper amount of pages to find out! Come Saturday or Sunday, however…

I have another batch of books–three more (to be exact), and I’m excited to begin the first:

Lighting is such a rude, fickle thing. At the very top of the stack sits Michael Scott’s The Alchemyst, followed by:

  • Starters by Lissa Price
  • Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins
  • Lips Touch: Three Times by Laini Taylor
  • Half World by Hiromi Goto

Unless some of you have managed to escape the craze, everyone should know Catching Fire is the second book to The Hunger Games trilogy. I read Hunger Games last month–a book I had pre-judged as one I would dislike. How wrong was I? A lot wrong, Raya. A lot. I flipped through Hunger Games in under a week, possibly a few days. Near three (or was it four?) in the morning, I read the last page with hot, hot need for book #2. Now, because it was in the early hours I shuffled over to my laptop and searched Google for spoilers.

Why do I look for spoilers when I know all I’ll be left with is the gross aftertaste of disappointment? It brutally wounded my hot, hot need for book #2, because by the time I finished spoil-splurging through Wiki and Google, I learned what happens in book #3 as well. But: lo! After watching Jennifer Lawrence dart around with bow & arrow for 2 hours and 22 minutes, my hot, hot need for book #2 was replenished ten fold.

Also grouped with Collins’ book is Starters by Lissa Price and Lips Touch: Three Times by Laini Taylor. I haven’t a clue what to expect from Price’s book, but I hope it will help feed my YA / fantasy mania. Taylor’s book is not something I would normally consider. The cover illustration presents a girl who I can’t say looks particularly classy, and the title doesn’t help. While I have long since stopped judging book covers, I still eye titles like I can see entire plots in them. By reading a summary, however, the book’s innards* sounds better than what its appearance lets on. Lips Touch: Three Times goes hand-in-hand with the sudden fairy tale fantasy frenzy I’ve been craving. As such, I also have The Alchemyst (the first of six in The Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel series) and Goto’s Half World.

(*”Innards” is such an unflattering word, but it will do.)

But as you know, that is only one of three book stacks. As for the second:

In continuing my Discworld experience, I have in my possession Equal Rites: only the third of I-lost-count Discworld books. (To be followed, of course, are Mort and Sourcery.)

The rest include:

  •  Tao Te Ching by Lao Tzu
  • Bashō’s Ghost by Sam Hamill
  • The Blue Fairy Book by Andrew Lang (Didn’t I mention how starving I am for fairy tales?)
  • Mad Love by Suzanne Selfors

Who knows when I will work my way to reading these. Their due dates are creeping up and just around the corner. I imagine Mad Love and Tao Te Ching will take little time, but Pratchett is deserving of my attention. He has wit that can’t be glossed over in a haze of speed-reading, and I predict I’ll be forced into returning Lang’s and Hamill’s writing before I set eyes on their books’ first pages. There is always some bitter resentment in returning a library book when I haven’t read it.

Yes, I can check it out again, but have you seen my request list? It doesn’t know how to stop growing.

And now, I present my last and final stack. This lovely bunch was picked up today:

You can barely see it, but the small lad at the top is William Blake’s Songs of Innocence and Songs of Experience followed by:

  • The Marriage of Heaven and Hell by William Blake
  • Blood Red Road by Moira Young
  • Hereville: How Mirka Got Her Sword by Barry Deutsch (a graphic novel)

Side note: I think I’ve been in love with William Blake since long before I wrote an essay on him. It was way back when I was still a woe-is-me teen wannabe-poet, spewing angst, and crazy about dead writers–preferably the very old, very dead male kind. (Also: Kate Chopin, but she’s a different story.) My Blake-infatuation has since simmered down considerably, but it might be time for rekindling.

Now if you excuse me, I have some books to read.

Reading like it’s my last day