'Safe'
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."
The first reading will be at Borders with Sam Waterston and his daughter, Elisabeth, reading from passages of the Fitzgerald novel on Monday, July 12, at 6 p.m. at the Time Warner Center at Columbus Circle.
Dude. I'm totally going to that.
They're both in the Shakespeare in the Park Much Ado this year, aren't they?
People don't keep a book in their car specifically for that purpose?
I have a car book (and a home book and a bag book), but I don't like reading them at lights.
Comics, on the other hand, I have to bribe myself with food to keep from reading before I get home.
I actually have a book that my library gave me for the "Youngest Reader Award". I was 4. The book, Maxwell Mouse.
When I was moving, my mother took it from me to ensure I didn't lose it.
I have a car book (and a home book and a bag book), but I don't like reading them at lights.
Not enough challenge?
Not enough challenge?
Heh. Increments are too small to make any progress.
Ok, so you all are the people I have to honk at.
Sam Waterston portrayed Nick Carraway in the movie version of "The Great Gatsby."
The one with Redford? I saw that one. Huh.
When you're thinking of a woman who is so beautiful and charming that men are drawn to her irresistably...
of course you cast Mia.
My mother always thought that I was antisocial because I like to read.
My brother taught me to read because he was tired of me bugging him to read to me. Because of that, I learned to read at a third grade level. I skipped the Dr. Seuss and Dick and Jane books. When I went to kindergarten, I told the teacher that I could read, but she didn't believe me. I tried to read from a book, but she thought that I had memorized it (as kids sometimes do) She finally believed me when I was reading the notes that she was sending home with the kids. The good kids knew what they had, and the bad kids knew what they had, but the middle of the road kids weren't sure. So, I read the notes to them. Teacher saw a crowd at recess, came to see what was going on. They called my mother, "Did you know that your child could READ?" My mother said "of course. She told you that."
I was perfectly content to sit around and read for hours at a time. My worst punishment was being made to sit in the middle of my room doing nothing. I wasn't allowed to sleep, I just had to sit there.