Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Oh! I finally remembered to request (and got) "Adios to My Old Life" from the library!
Her "It's Not About the Accent" is just as good, IMO. I think I might even like it better.
I just got Women's World from the library the other day. I haven't started it yet, and I'm wondering if the gimmick is actually going to make it hard for me to follow the story, but the idea was so intriguing that I wanted to at least give it a shot.
Dang, doesn't look like the Seattle Library has that one, Steph. Hrmph. Maybe the bookstore will. The library had Adios when the bookstore didn't. (Somehow, ordering from Amazon is too much effort. Don't ask me what that's about)
What Did the Nobel Laureates Read When They were Young?
I didn't see this here before, but I've skipped a few.
Poisonwood- I am so mad at Rachel right now. She just used
shapoopie
in a sentence (as a substitute for a word she didn't understand, I think) and now I have that horrible song stuck in my head. And if that's not bad enough, it's the
Family Guy
version. sigh.
My favorite, favorite old-timey YA novel, the one I'll go back to over and over and over and over x eleventy-million, is
Daddy Long-Legs.
I love Judy finding her way socially, discovering that she's not just a smart-ass but actually smart, finding herself politically ("Hooray! I'm a Fabian!"), being a total but enthusiastic doof at sports, sneaking off campus to go skating and eat lobster with her friends, finding her voice as a writer, navigating flirtations and school dances and love and rigid social barriers and finding a space where she belongs.
Also, the whole thing is short enough that there's no need for an abridged/unabridged discussion, and it has pictures! Well, doodles. Which is almost even better.
I'm also just slightly bitter that there have only been two movie versions and they were both Not The Novel on an epic scale.
I've just started re-reading the Little House books based on discussions here. I'm on
Farmer Boy
(now #2 in the series) and all I have to say is, my g*d, the food.
I love Daddy Long Legs!
I remember several years ago chatting with my cousin's wife about the reading habits of her eldest daughter (who just got married last fall--eek!!). The two of them would read books out loud together, which I thought was awesome considering Danielle was already in middle school by then, and she was saying how they were looking for more books to read. I happened to mention DLL to her, and at the next holiday get-together, she thanked me a million times for the rec, since they both loved it.
all I have to say is, my g*d, the food.
That one, and Little House in the Big Woods, tend to wallow in the food porn, don't they? Actually, food porn is prevalent in most of the books--Laura's joy in the canned peaches in Shores of Silver Lake, the blow-out belated Christmas feast at the end of the Long Winter, the bliss of real cold lemonade in Little Town (which also had the novelty of the orange for dessert at the dinner party and the Ladies Aid Society Thanksgiving dinner with the actual roasted pig).
Compare that with the girls' ecstasy over getting the single piece of hard candy and the tin cup from Santa (via Mr. Edwards, IIRC) in Little House on the Prairie, and the rejoicing over Pa's bringing home the pail of wheat that he forcibly bought from Almanzo in The Long Winter.
Yeah, they all have great food (and the work that women must have done to produce it is just beyond my comprehension), but the meals (and sheer amount that they eat) in
Farmer Boy
are truly incredible.
Oh, I remember all the details about the food! But the pig's bladder as balloon is still my single clearest memory of ... whichever of the first two books it was in. That just astounded me.
My very favorite YA novel, which I still reread joyfully, is
Mr. and Mrs. Bo Jo Jones.
So much love. The tone, the voice, the story -- it all works, even forty-some years later.