Showing posts with label snot monster. Show all posts
Showing posts with label snot monster. Show all posts

Monday, August 22, 2011

Monday Reading - And Stuff

It’s Monday! What Are You Reading This Week? is a weekly event to list the books  finished last week, the books currently being read, and the books to be finish this week. It was created by J.Kaye’s Book Blog, but is now being hosted by Sheila from One Person’s Journey Through a World of  Books!

I feel like shit.

My gracious, loving, generous, 16-month-old Greyson has officially shared his back-to-daycare cold with me. Now the snot monster is trying to devour my cranium from the inside out. Ugg. Can you tell I'm teaching a SF/Fantasy class this term? My description is taking on an Octavia Butler quality. Sorry.

So anyway, I haven't been reading A TON lately due to some very strange and troublesome developments on the homefront of which I will not type, but I have been reading a little bit on a consistent basis. With this snailish pace in mind, I've almost finished Tolstoy and the Purple Chair: My Year of Magical Reading by Nina Sankovitch. As a lover of books about books, this one is clearly of interest. Three years after her sister's death, Sankovitch decides to read a book a day in order to slooowww her life down and deal with her grief. A BOOK A DAY?! Who does that? No one! Because most of us have to work. BUT, if I could do it, I certainly would. More thoughts on the horizon. Should finish this one by week's end.

My TBR pile is looking dead sexy right now, too. Not only did I download lots of books for $0.99 each recently (thanks to HarperPerennial e-books!), but I also have a juicy stack of review books calling my name. I'm currently reading Tout Sweet: Hanging Up My High Heels for a New Life in France. It's one of those memoirs about leaving life behind and moving into a dilapidated house in France. Think Under the Tuscan Sun, though that was obviously Italy.

I also received an ARC of The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern. You may remember me throwing a digital hissy fit because I couldn't get this one from NetGalley -- DE-NIIIIED! But receiving an actual ARC after I requested it directly from the publisher was SWEET! I haven't started it yet, but I fully expect to be punched in the face by its awesomeness in the coming weeks.



What's swirling in your bloggy, bookish world? Anything I need to read?

Monday Reading - And Stuff

It’s Monday! What Are You Reading This Week? is a weekly event to list the books  finished last week, the books currently being read, and the books to be finish this week. It was created by J.Kaye’s Book Blog, but is now being hosted by Sheila from One Person’s Journey Through a World of  Books!

I feel like shit.

My gracious, loving, generous, 16-month-old Greyson has officially shared his back-to-daycare cold with me. Now the snot monster is trying to devour my cranium from the inside out. Ugg. Can you tell I'm teaching a SF/Fantasy class this term? My description is taking on an Octavia Butler quality. Sorry.

So anyway, I haven't been reading A TON lately due to some very strange and troublesome developments on the homefront of which I will not type, but I have been reading a little bit on a consistent basis. With this snailish pace in mind, I've almost finished Tolstoy and the Purple Chair: My Year of Magical Reading by Nina Sankovitch. As a lover of books about books, this one is clearly of interest. Three years after her sister's death, Sankovitch decides to read a book a day in order to slooowww her life down and deal with her grief. A BOOK A DAY?! Who does that? No one! Because most of us have to work. BUT, if I could do it, I certainly would. More thoughts on the horizon. Should finish this one by week's end.

My TBR pile is looking dead sexy right now, too. Not only did I download lots of books for $0.99 each recently (thanks to HarperPerennial e-books!), but I also have a juicy stack of review books calling my name. I'm currently reading Tout Sweet: Hanging Up My High Heels for a New Life in France. It's one of those memoirs about leaving life behind and moving into a dilapidated house in France. Think Under the Tuscan Sun, though that was obviously Italy.

I also received an ARC of The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern. You may remember me throwing a digital hissy fit because I couldn't get this one from NetGalley -- DE-NIIIIED! But receiving an actual ARC after I requested it directly from the publisher was SWEET! I haven't started it yet, but I fully expect to be punched in the face by its awesomeness in the coming weeks.



What's swirling in your bloggy, bookish world? Anything I need to read?

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Sick? Just read!

Yep, the snot monster strikes again. I'm usually head-coldish somewhere round about my birthday in November, but this year it's decided to wait until four days before Christmas. I'm at work like a good little minion, but I don't think it'll last too terribly long to tell the truth.


In good news, I am reading MULTIPLE BOOKS. Can't even tell you how long its been since my readerly mojo has stirred enough to read more than one book at a time.I finished Joanna Kavenna's The Birth of Love last night, and while my Nook was charging I skipped to where the movie left off, and started a partial re-read of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Once the Nook was set to go I dipped into Katherine Howe's The Physick Book of Deliverance.

Other books looming on my shelves for this holiday break: Reginald Rose's play, 12 Angry Men, and selected stories from Stephen King's Different Seasons. I'm looking forward to both. Will let y'all know what else I add to the Lit and Film syllabus.

What are you reading? What good recommendations have I missed in my prolonged absences??

Sick? Just read!

Yep, the snot monster strikes again. I'm usually head-coldish somewhere round about my birthday in November, but this year it's decided to wait until four days before Christmas. I'm at work like a good little minion, but I don't think it'll last too terribly long to tell the truth.


In good news, I am reading MULTIPLE BOOKS. Can't even tell you how long its been since my readerly mojo has stirred enough to read more than one book at a time.I finished Joanna Kavenna's The Birth of Love last night, and while my Nook was charging I skipped to where the movie left off, and started a partial re-read of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Once the Nook was set to go I dipped into Katherine Howe's The Physick Book of Deliverance.

Other books looming on my shelves for this holiday break: Reginald Rose's play, 12 Angry Men, and selected stories from Stephen King's Different Seasons. I'm looking forward to both. Will let y'all know what else I add to the Lit and Film syllabus.

What are you reading? What good recommendations have I missed in my prolonged absences??

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Bronchial Meltdown! And New Books...

My cold turned into bronchitis. Yay! I'm on so many drugs it's ridiculous. Horse-sized pills, syrups, inhalers, steroids. I usually feel a little better in the mornings, but as the day wears on I fade pretty fast.

Thanks to this hellish malady, I missed the last day of BBAW! The final question asked what we enjoyed about BBAW and what our blogging goals are for the next year.

My favorite day of BBAW was probably "Forgotten Treasures." I had such a good time romping through my own archives for a recommendation--The Journal of Dora Damage--and I saw tons of great books recommended by my fellow bloggers. Of course, I also adored the Interview Swap and thanks again to Brooke for being my partner!

As for the next year of blogging: the expected answer is to say "I want to review more!" since my reviews have slowed down significantly. However, I'm not going to do that to myself because I read as much as is humanly possible without neglecting my family or my job. Those two things have to take precedence, so as hungry as I am for it, reading gets pushed back a smidge.

I do want to keep productively blogging. I love talking about a reading life with my bookish friends, whether I'm cranking out reviews or not. I am a book person to the core, no matter how many books I can actively consume in a week or a month or a year.

And speaking of books, I just looked over at B&Ns e-book deals and found two yummy, and very reasonably priced, new-to-me books. One is the highly praised Case Histories, by Kate Atkinson. The other is Strange Bedpersons, by Jennifer Crusie. I've read quite a few of Crusie's novels in my time, but it's been several years since I got hold of one. They're really fun, light reading for the days my head needs a break.

I hope you all had a wonderful BBAW, and a great weekend. Wish me luck getting all mended and back to feeling human. Right now I'm definitely somewhere in the zombie category.

Bronchial Meltdown! And New Books...

My cold turned into bronchitis. Yay! I'm on so many drugs it's ridiculous. Horse-sized pills, syrups, inhalers, steroids. I usually feel a little better in the mornings, but as the day wears on I fade pretty fast.

Thanks to this hellish malady, I missed the last day of BBAW! The final question asked what we enjoyed about BBAW and what our blogging goals are for the next year.

My favorite day of BBAW was probably "Forgotten Treasures." I had such a good time romping through my own archives for a recommendation--The Journal of Dora Damage--and I saw tons of great books recommended by my fellow bloggers. Of course, I also adored the Interview Swap and thanks again to Brooke for being my partner!

As for the next year of blogging: the expected answer is to say "I want to review more!" since my reviews have slowed down significantly. However, I'm not going to do that to myself because I read as much as is humanly possible without neglecting my family or my job. Those two things have to take precedence, so as hungry as I am for it, reading gets pushed back a smidge.

I do want to keep productively blogging. I love talking about a reading life with my bookish friends, whether I'm cranking out reviews or not. I am a book person to the core, no matter how many books I can actively consume in a week or a month or a year.

And speaking of books, I just looked over at B&Ns e-book deals and found two yummy, and very reasonably priced, new-to-me books. One is the highly praised Case Histories, by Kate Atkinson. The other is Strange Bedpersons, by Jennifer Crusie. I've read quite a few of Crusie's novels in my time, but it's been several years since I got hold of one. They're really fun, light reading for the days my head needs a break.

I hope you all had a wonderful BBAW, and a great weekend. Wish me luck getting all mended and back to feeling human. Right now I'm definitely somewhere in the zombie category.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program


The snot monster is here for his yearly visit; he just happens to be early!

If you're not sure what the heck I'm talking about and fear I might be hallucinating, let me explain. I get sick this time of year every year. Seemingly on my birthday. However, the snot monster (illness) seems to be early since it's just mid-September. It started with Rocketboy, moved to Greyson, Chuck was the next victim, now there's Rocketgirl and myself. My sinuses hurt so badly I could positively claw my face off.

I'll be back when I'm well enough to be upright.

We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program


The snot monster is here for his yearly visit; he just happens to be early!

If you're not sure what the heck I'm talking about and fear I might be hallucinating, let me explain. I get sick this time of year every year. Seemingly on my birthday. However, the snot monster (illness) seems to be early since it's just mid-September. It started with Rocketboy, moved to Greyson, Chuck was the next victim, now there's Rocketgirl and myself. My sinuses hurt so badly I could positively claw my face off.

I'll be back when I'm well enough to be upright.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

The Eternal Smile



Welp, I got sick yesterday. Woke up unable to breathe through either nostril, a hacking cough, headache, and lots of other seasonal unpleasantries. Since I'm all high risk for nasty bugs like the flu, I called my doc, she scared the crap out of me until I called in sick and went to see her, and now I'm housebound until Monday. Luckily, I do not have the flu, but I have my usual almost-November sinus infection, and all I want to do is eat really spicy Chinese takeout and drink (decaf) tea in my jammies. The snot monster visits this time every year. I don't know why I'm surprised this time!

I could be working on stuff for online classes right now, but instead I'm getting my bloggy fix since I've been without this week, and I'll be reclining in my cozy bed to read Tideland, by Mitch Cullen (thank you, Nymeth!) shortly.

In the meantime, I wanted to go ahead and review Gene Yang and Derek Kirk Kim's collaborative graphic novel, The Eternal Smile. I was browsing through Borders one day when I realized that this graphic novel actually exists. I hadn't heard anything about it up until that point, and it finally dawned on me to get it from the library a week or so ago. I considered saving it for the 24 Hour Read-a-Thon, but alas, I couldn't wait. There's a picture of my significantly chubby head next to the word "impatient" in the dictionary.

I LOVED Yang's first effort, American Born Chinese. Loved it. Did a little (big, jerky) happy dance when it won the Printz Award. I expected something similar from this little gem.

Not. So. Much.

Before you think I'm saying it's horrible, it's not horrible. It's just not as good (at all, nope) as American Born Chinese. Apparently Yang wrote the three loosely connected stories in this volume and Kim illustrated them. The first story is about Duncan, a prince who must retrieve the head of the evil Frog King in order to marry his hottie princess. There's a twist--a big'un--and Duncan finds out that nothing in the kingdom is as it seems. I won't tell you what the twist is, but it's a really sci-fi-teenager-nerd type of twist. Next!

The second story is about a frog--Granpa Greenbax--and his zillion scams. He's a Scrooge type character whose greatest wish in life is to have a "pond" so full of money that he won't hit his head on the bottom when he swims in his earnings. His assistant, Filbert, sees an odd smile shape in the sky, and it becomes Greenbax's next venture. He erects a cathedral and puts on his preaching robes to rob the locals of their cash as they worship the Eternal Smile. There's a big twist in this story, too, and again, I really can't tell you exactly what it is. However, I will say, everything is not as it seems in Greenbax's life either, and he begins to realize that maybe a pond full of money is not the pond he's looking for at all.

Finally, my favorite of the stories, and the most "down to Earth" of them all, was about Janet Ho, a corporate cog destined to go nowhere. She asks for a raise, her boss laughs it off, and shortly afterward she receives one of those SPAM e-mails from a mysterious Nigerian prince who needs thousands of dollars in cash to escape to America. Janet finds meaning in their e-mail exchanges even as she gives away her savings. Slowly, her washed out personality begins to change and she begins to see life in a new light...despite the fact that she's being had.

While each of the stories was perfectly yummy on its own, I was disappointed by the fact that they just barely seem to go together. They're thematically alike in big, vague ways, and I expected and hoped for a tightly woven narrative like that in American Born Chinese.

Oh well! It was a quick, light read, even if it didn't floor me like that other book I liked so much. Can't win 'em all!

The Eternal Smile



Welp, I got sick yesterday. Woke up unable to breathe through either nostril, a hacking cough, headache, and lots of other seasonal unpleasantries. Since I'm all high risk for nasty bugs like the flu, I called my doc, she scared the crap out of me until I called in sick and went to see her, and now I'm housebound until Monday. Luckily, I do not have the flu, but I have my usual almost-November sinus infection, and all I want to do is eat really spicy Chinese takeout and drink (decaf) tea in my jammies. The snot monster visits this time every year. I don't know why I'm surprised this time!

I could be working on stuff for online classes right now, but instead I'm getting my bloggy fix since I've been without this week, and I'll be reclining in my cozy bed to read Tideland, by Mitch Cullen (thank you, Nymeth!) shortly.

In the meantime, I wanted to go ahead and review Gene Yang and Derek Kirk Kim's collaborative graphic novel, The Eternal Smile. I was browsing through Borders one day when I realized that this graphic novel actually exists. I hadn't heard anything about it up until that point, and it finally dawned on me to get it from the library a week or so ago. I considered saving it for the 24 Hour Read-a-Thon, but alas, I couldn't wait. There's a picture of my significantly chubby head next to the word "impatient" in the dictionary.

I LOVED Yang's first effort, American Born Chinese. Loved it. Did a little (big, jerky) happy dance when it won the Printz Award. I expected something similar from this little gem.

Not. So. Much.

Before you think I'm saying it's horrible, it's not horrible. It's just not as good (at all, nope) as American Born Chinese. Apparently Yang wrote the three loosely connected stories in this volume and Kim illustrated them. The first story is about Duncan, a prince who must retrieve the head of the evil Frog King in order to marry his hottie princess. There's a twist--a big'un--and Duncan finds out that nothing in the kingdom is as it seems. I won't tell you what the twist is, but it's a really sci-fi-teenager-nerd type of twist. Next!

The second story is about a frog--Granpa Greenbax--and his zillion scams. He's a Scrooge type character whose greatest wish in life is to have a "pond" so full of money that he won't hit his head on the bottom when he swims in his earnings. His assistant, Filbert, sees an odd smile shape in the sky, and it becomes Greenbax's next venture. He erects a cathedral and puts on his preaching robes to rob the locals of their cash as they worship the Eternal Smile. There's a big twist in this story, too, and again, I really can't tell you exactly what it is. However, I will say, everything is not as it seems in Greenbax's life either, and he begins to realize that maybe a pond full of money is not the pond he's looking for at all.

Finally, my favorite of the stories, and the most "down to Earth" of them all, was about Janet Ho, a corporate cog destined to go nowhere. She asks for a raise, her boss laughs it off, and shortly afterward she receives one of those SPAM e-mails from a mysterious Nigerian prince who needs thousands of dollars in cash to escape to America. Janet finds meaning in their e-mail exchanges even as she gives away her savings. Slowly, her washed out personality begins to change and she begins to see life in a new light...despite the fact that she's being had.

While each of the stories was perfectly yummy on its own, I was disappointed by the fact that they just barely seem to go together. They're thematically alike in big, vague ways, and I expected and hoped for a tightly woven narrative like that in American Born Chinese.

Oh well! It was a quick, light read, even if it didn't floor me like that other book I liked so much. Can't win 'em all!

Thursday, February 05, 2009

Thursday Sick Day


Daisy and I are bedridden today. It seems the sinus infection I got rid of a couple of weeks ago is back with a vengeance. Daisy pup is firmly under the covers, as am I, and I plan to stay here with periodic trips to the kleenex box.
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Since I called into work today, I now have a whole six days off until my next in-person class. That's sort of misleading since I have online classes to attend to and jobs to apply for, and a library science class to work on and find a paper topic for. Now I'm depressing myself.

Today is empty, though. Just lots of fluids, vitamin C, Alka Seltzer Cold, Dimetapp, and reading. I'm eyeing the small books. They look easier to hold. Wish me luck!

Review of Gloria Whelan's After the Train coming right up.

Oh, and while you're out surfing, why not visit Estella's Revenge? The new February issue is up and it's a lot of fun. Great interviews (Lane Smith, John Shors), tasty features, cool columns, lustworthy reviews. Just go see for yourself.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

It's Happening...

The snot monster is here.


It's less than a month until my 28th birthday, and as is usually the case, I'm in the process of getting sick. It's probably a combination of allergens in the air and weather changes in Texas, but I am sick on or around my birthday every single year, and if things keep going the way they are now, this will be no exception.


I have a medium pile of stuff to do:


  • Print off lecture notes for tomorrow night's online midterm.
  • Finish up my next Bibliobuffet column.
  • Grade the second writing assignment for one class before 3 other classes come sliding in.
  • Read for my other graduate class and post some discussion before the module is due on Sunday.

Things I would rather do:

  • Read The Year of Living Biblically.
  • Watch Big Bang Theory that I DVRed last night.
  • Sleep.

In other news, Daisy has officially become a teenager. I know this because she's been digging an intricate system of tunnels and ditches in the back yard just in case McCain-Palin manage to pull off a victory. She's an Obama supporter, too, ya know. Or she might just be bored. I walked out in the back yard a few minutes ago in an attempt to rescue a potholder she got hold of, and then I noticed that she'd hidden pillow fuzz and potholder stuffing, fake flowers, and an empty Pepsi bottle in several of the holes. Stockpiling.

Never a dull moment around here.

For now, I'm off to shower in hopes of unclogging my head.

P.S. The owl necklace at left arrived in the mail yesterday. I love pretty baubles. They make me not care that I sound like a drunk munchkin when I talk with a stopped up head.

Monday, December 24, 2007

Back from the Brink...

Of death, that is.

Or maybe that's just a slight overreaction. But I have felt like death since I got back from Texas. I got back almostontime Thursday night, and Friday mid-day my health began to decline. Today I finally went to the doctor, and I have sinusitis (translation: snot monster!!!). Now I have good drugs and the holidays can continue.

B. and I will be opening presents tonight and doing the big family dinner thing tomorrow. I've lots of cooking to do!! Thank God I'm not contagious.

I don't have much to report given all the sleeping and nose blowing, but I promise to return posthaste with a report on the Christmas goodies and news of my reading (which has been SO GOOD lately).

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to everyone!

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Pushing daisies...

I'm so glad this three-day week is almost over. I'm trapped at work until all hours tonight, I've been pestered by students all day, and my ankle is swollen to the size of a ham. And I have a headache. One of those dull ones that feels a bit like a rod up the back of the neck. Like your head won't turn just right to relieve the pressure while your head slowly fills up with snot to the point of bursting. Yep, one of those.

But, on the brighter side, I think I have a new favorite TV show. I was talking to Thesis Director, and speaking of, I really must rename her here since a) I'm done with my thesis b) she can now be thought of as a proper friend because I'm not a student anymore. Hmmm, in the grand tradition of absolutely no imagination, I'll just call her S. Anyway, so I was talking to S. last night and she suggested I should watch Pushing Up Daisies on ABC because she spent a good 45 minutes watching it in her office when she should've been grading papers. I'm always up for some good procrastination material, so I gave it a watch just now when I should've been grading papers. Sure enough, it's fantastic. It will certainly become a favorite afternoon viewing experience of mine since I have multiple hours to kill before my Tuesday/Thursday night classes.

For those who haven't heard of it, it's a really quirky, pretty, stylized dramedy about a guy who can touch dead things and bring them back to life. The catches: if he touches them again, they go back to being dead; if they stay alive for more than a minute someone nearby will die in their place. I'm sure you see the possible pitfalls.

Anywho, it's just a really gorgeous show in addition to being quirky and funny and sweet. The sets and manic colors sort of remind me of Tim Burton if he were rolled in Sweet Tart dust. Don't look at me like that, you know exactly what I mean.

Well, as much as I'd love to stay here and chat, I have about a zillion articles to write, papers to grade, review books to read, and a couple of Spring courses to plan, so I guess I should be going. Although, truthfully, I'll probably end up turning off the light, retreating to the floor of my office, and taking a leetle nap. I hope they vacuumed today.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Snot Rules, and My Latest Reading Endeavors


The last few days have been filled not only with joyous reading, but also a hefty amount of snot. Yes, kids, the snot monster has pinned me to the wall once again, infiltrating my sinuses, soring my throat and making me feel icky all around.

In fact, yesterday, after a lazy mid-day nap, I attempted to get out of bed (on my side, closest to the wall, as always) and in leaning too far forward in my haze, I smacked my head on the wall. Enough to make my already fuzzy head a bit fuzzier. Not fun.

But, I'm happy to report, today I feel well enough to post for you all, although I don't have anything terribly interesting or introspective to say. I'm currently waiting for the DirecTV guy to come fiddle with our dish (haw haw), and I plan to devote most of the day to writing articles for my freelance undertaking. I'm way behind for the week, so I have 12 of those little puppies to crank out before Sunday (not terribly difficult, but annoying nonetheless).

Yesterday, between naps, I did manage to settle the question of "What to read after Harry Potter?" and the answer is just as surprising to me as anyone. I had a book of short stories, The Last Communist Virgin, all lined up, but instead, between naps, I started and finished Marie, Dancing, by Carolyn Meyer. It's a young adult historical fiction novel about the life of Marie van Geothem, the young girl who modeled for Edgar Degas's statuette, "Little Dancer Aged Fourteen" (pictured above). Meyer's fictionalization originally drew me in because of the seeming similarities between her story and another historical art novel I enjoyed, Girl with a Pearl Earring. However, the premise is where the likeness ends. Marie is a devoted, headstrong, loose canon of a character, whereas Tracy Chevalier's protagonist, Griet, was quite reserved and often dictated by her fellow characters. Marie is a hell cat bound by loyalty and honor in the midst of her mother's unhealthy absinthe addiction and her older sister's leanings toward prostitution. While some of the themes and suggestions seemed a little icky for a YA novel (Marie posing nude for the aged Degas, etc.), all-in-all it was a tastefully written novel and pretty darn involving. Involving enough that I read it in a day--a sick day--after all. I'll post a proper review in the August issue of Estella's Revenge, but for now, there's a peek into my thoughts.

Now, who thinks I have time to sneak out to McDonald's for a breakfast biscuit before cable man shows up? Hmmm. I think I'll try it!
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