I don’t know about you lovelies, but I am so ready for March to be over. It’s been such a dreary, freezing month, and I’m desperately hoping April will bring some warmer weather. I woke up to five inches of snow yesterday, and I am DONE with the cold. I’m desperate for the weather to become nice enough to wear flats and dresses, or even to leave my apartment without a coat!
Although the weather has been bringing me down, I’ve had some interesting things going on. I started doing some volunteer work for a non-profit that organizes writing programs for schools and literary events for the greater community. I’m finally putting my PR studies to some use, helping them out with articles and press releases. It’s not a lot, but I’m thrilled to be getting involved. Continue reading →
2. Alice Munro was honored with a commemorative Canadian coin to celebrate her being the first Canadian to win the Nobel in literature. Although it’s a silver five dollar coin, this limited edition coin is being sold for $69.99. I don’t entirely get the concept of special “coins” that cost exponentially more than they are worth, but it’s cool that Munro is being honored.
Simon & Schuster; March 11, 2014
Hardcover; 368 pages
Source: Received from publisher for review
After years of struggling in the New York art world, seeing her work dismissed or ignored, Harriet “Harry” Burden is full of rage. She is tired of being sidelined, viewed not as an artist in her own right, but merely as the wife of her famous art-dealing husband. In middle age, she decides to create her most ambitious work yet — a work that will reveal both her own genius and the prejudices of the art world.
For her grand experiment, “Maskings,” Harriet exhibits work under three male pseudonyms: Anton Tish, a young fledgling artist; Phineas Q. Eldridge, a gay, black performance artist; and Rune, a critical darling of the artist intellectual set. Each of these shows are successful, reinforcing Harry’s conviction that her work has been ignored because of her gender. After years on the perimeter, she looks forward to her grand unveiling — the day that she will claim the work as hers and finally receive recognition for her talent. Continue reading →
Happy Bloggiesta everyone! From yesterday through Sunday bloggers all over the world are taking part in a blogging fiesta. (I’m a bit late to the party) We’re catching up on posts, doing blog maintenance, and participating in blog-improvement challenges.
I’ve been a major slacker on some aspects of my blog, so I’m glad it’s time for the blogging marathon! It’s a great event to make me do the little things I never feel like doing, and I hope to learn some fantastic blogging tips along the way.
The last few months have been a bit odd for me, reading-wise. Even though my page count hasn’t dropped off, I have felt like I’m in a reading slump. Don’t get me wrong, I have read some books that I’ve really loved, but I’ve also struggled through a few books that I couldn’t quite get into. Objectively, I can tell that these are very good books, and yet… reading them feels like a chore.
Despite my reading resolution at the beginning of the year, review copies have taken over nearly half of my reading, and it’s kind of bringing me down. I have so many books on my shelf that I want to read, backlist titles and classics I want to buy, and new releases that I didn’t review but that I’ve heard great things about… and I don’t have time to read them. My reading is scheduled through May, and I miss the serendipity of browsing in a bookstore, buying a book, and reading it immediately.
Happy Tuesday, bookworms! Like a true blue book nerd, I love a good list.
This week for Top Ten Tuesday, the folks over at The Broke and the Bookish ask bloggers to list the top ten things on our bookish bucket lists! This is a super fun topic, and there are so many ways to approach it: books that I have to read before I die, literary locations I want to visit, bookish things I want to do… and since I’m terrible at making decisions (no, really, ask Tom. I CAN’T do it.), I’m going to do a list a few of each of these!
Books on my bucket list:
1. Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace. In case you guys didn’t already know I’m a massive hipster. Continue reading →
I am a huge scaredy-pants. As a kid, I changed the channel as soon as Are You Afraid of the Dark came on TV. I steered clear away from the Goosebumps books at the library. In jr. high, I shook violently all … Continue reading →
I am a huge scaredy-pants. As a kid, I changed the channel as soon as Are You Afraid of the Dark came on TV. I steered clear away from the Goosebumps books at the library. In jr. high, I shook violently all through The Ring 2. When my friends decided to watch Saw at a high school sleepover, I spent most of the next two hours with my head under a blanket. For the next week, I slept with a night light. I scare easily, and I don’t like being scared. For this reason, I’ve never read a horror novel.
That said, 2014 is my Year of Reading Adventurously. I’ve read a romance novel and a graphic novel… so why not try a horror novel as well? When Wensend and Fourth Street Review announced King’s March, a month-long Stephen King reading event, I decided that now was the time to step outside of my comfort zone and read something scary. I chose to try The Shining because I’ve seen the movie (I actually love it, despite my usual aversion to anything scary) and I thought the book would be less scary if I already knew the story. Continue reading →
In four years, Jesmyn Ward lost five young men she cared deeply about. On the surface, these men, including her brother, died from drug overdose, homicide, suicide, and car crashes. However, in her struggle to make sense of these deaths, Ward sees a deeper cause. These men died because they were male and Southern and Black*. In her memoir, Ward tells the story of her family, memorializes the men she lost, and seeks insight into their deaths.
Men We Reaped is a devastating, gut-wrenching book. Anyone who has read Ward’s National Book Award-winning novel Salvage the Bones knows how elementally powerful her writing is, and Men We Reaped is possibly even stronger. It howls with grief as she tries to deal with the losses she has suffered and her constant fear of more bad news as the men she loves die, one by one. Continue reading →