Morning blogger babes! Busy day--giving my students a midterm over short stories and literary terms, finishing up an assignment for tonight's Access and Retrieval online class, and finishing a 3-day long marathon of paper grading. BUT, I had to stop in to pass along some randomness!
Raz from Eco-Libris interviewed me about the 24 Hour Read-a-Thon since I'm urging readers to give money to plant trees. You can read the interview here.
If you're still on the fence about the Read-a-Thon, read Dewey's latest post for an extra dose of information.
You can read my latest "Finicky Reader" column at Bibliobuffet to learn more about my interest in children's literature then and now.
In other reading news, I'm well into Jennie Shortridge's Love and Biology at the Center of the Universe. Admittedly, I was a little unsure about this one when I started, but the cover is one of those "I'd sell my soul to live in the world of this cover" covers, and I'm finding that the contents are indeed worthy of the cover. I still want to lick the book regularly. More on that later...
I've also been picking through The Partly Cloudy Patriot, by Sarah Vowell when I need a paper grading break or my butt falls asleep sitting at the kitchen table tapping away on the laptop. I've only read a couple of essays, but she's already got me laughing out loud. A very good sign of things to come.
This passage, from the essay "The First Thanksgiving," made me giggle. Discussing her Montana family's intentions to spend Thanksgiving with her in New York, she gets a little...concerned...
I was terrified we wouldn't have enough to talk about. In the interest of harmony, there's a tacit agreement in my family; the following subjects are best avoided in any conversation longer than than a minute and a half: national politics, state and local politics, any music by any person who never headlined at the Grand Ole Opry, my personal life, and their so-called god. Five whole days. When I visit them back in Montana, conversation isn't a problem because we go to the movies every afternoon. That way, we can be together but without the burden of actually talking to each other. Tommy Lee Jones, bless his heart, does the talking for us.
Note: The opinions about family expressed above are not necessarily related to Andi's in any way. Her family is quite fun, talkative, and delightfully warped. Although, admittedly, talking about non-country artists can be a problem in certain circumstances.
P.S. I can't wait to see the new movie, W.