The idea that I could even visit where Little House on the Prairie took place thrilled me a little more deeply than the prospect of seeing the other LIttle House sites, because I never imagined the site could be found. When I read the books as a kid, I knew that the places with names --Pepin, De Smet-- could be looked up somewhere, using the encyclopedias and maps of my world, but the cabin out on the prairie didn't seem quite real, was deep in the most remote regions of Laura World for me. Certainly the book implies the cabin was bound to be lost forever, once the family had emptied it out and left it behind.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Our New Read
Our new read for June is Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet by Jamie Ford. Here is a little teaser of it for you.
1986, The Panama Hotel.
The old Seattle landmark has been boarded up for decades, but now the new owner has made a startling discovery in the basement: personal belongings stored away by Japanese families sent to interment camps during the Second World War. Among the fascinated crowd gathering outside the hotel, stands Henry Lee, and, as the owner unfurls a distinctive parasol, he is flooded by memories of his childhood. He wonders if by some miracle, in amongst the boxes of dusty treasures, lies a link to the Okabe family, and the girl he lost his young heart to, so many years ago.
Sound interesting? Find a copy of it and get to reading. Happy reading!
1986, The Panama Hotel.
The old Seattle landmark has been boarded up for decades, but now the new owner has made a startling discovery in the basement: personal belongings stored away by Japanese families sent to interment camps during the Second World War. Among the fascinated crowd gathering outside the hotel, stands Henry Lee, and, as the owner unfurls a distinctive parasol, he is flooded by memories of his childhood. He wonders if by some miracle, in amongst the boxes of dusty treasures, lies a link to the Okabe family, and the girl he lost his young heart to, so many years ago.
Sound interesting? Find a copy of it and get to reading. Happy reading!
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Liz's Teaser Tuesday
"You always were selfish. Your one fault. Not willing to share anything, are you?" Suddenly, Damon's lips curved up in a singularly beautiful smile, "But fortunately the lovely Elena is more generous. Didn't she tell you about our little liaisons? Why? The first time we met she almost gave herself to me on the spot."
"That's a lie!"
"Oh, no, dear brother, I never lie about anything important. Or do I mean unimportant? Anyway, your beauteous damsel nearly swooned into my arms. I think she likes men in black." As Stefan stared at him, trying to control his breathing, Damon added, almost gently, "You're wrong about her, you know, You think she's sweet and docile like Katherine. She isn't. She's not your type at all, my saintly brother. She has a spirit and a fire in her that you wouldn't know what to do with."
"And you would, I suppose."
Damon uncrossed his arms and slowly smiled again. "Oh, yes."
The Vampire Diaries (The Awakening and The Struggle) by L.J. Smith
"That's a lie!"
"Oh, no, dear brother, I never lie about anything important. Or do I mean unimportant? Anyway, your beauteous damsel nearly swooned into my arms. I think she likes men in black." As Stefan stared at him, trying to control his breathing, Damon added, almost gently, "You're wrong about her, you know, You think she's sweet and docile like Katherine. She isn't. She's not your type at all, my saintly brother. She has a spirit and a fire in her that you wouldn't know what to do with."
"And you would, I suppose."
Damon uncrossed his arms and slowly smiled again. "Oh, yes."
The Vampire Diaries (The Awakening and The Struggle) by L.J. Smith
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Liz's Teaser Tuesday
After a pause, he asked, "What do you think of Nasuada's plans?"
"Mmm...she's doomed! You're doomed! They're all doomed!" She cackled, doubling over, then straightened abruptly. "Notice I didn't specify what kind of doom, so no matter what happens, I predicted it. How very wise of me." She lifted the basket again, setting it on one hip. "I suppose I won't see you for a while, so farewell, best of luck, avoid roasted cabbage, don't eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life!" And with a cheery wink, she strolled off, leaving Eragon blinking and nonplussed.
Eldest (Inheritance #2) by Christopher Paolini
Debby's Tuesday Teaser
He seemed to understand how lost I felt, and I was grateful for that, because an older guy like him - even if he was a counselor - should've steered clear of an uncool middle-schooler like me. But Luke had welcomed me into the cabin. He'd even stolen me some toiletries, which was the nicest thing anybody had done for me all day.
The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan page 101
Friday, May 6, 2011
The Wednesday Sisters
HI ladies, I'm not a blogger (I'm old fashioned and still write in a journal) so I don't know how to make this look pretty but I did just finish a good book called the Wednesday Sisters. It was about a group of ladies in the late 60s who meet at the park and become friends. They help each other overcome challenges that are common to all of us and they do it by forming a writing society where they all write and then critique each other's writing. It was a good story that I enjoyed and it was a nice break after some serious WWII books I've been reading. Anyway, check it out if you just want a nice read.
Secondly, the library doesn't have any available copies of our new book so if someone is done or has one, would you please let me know and pass it on? Thanks!
Secondly, the library doesn't have any available copies of our new book so if someone is done or has one, would you please let me know and pass it on? Thanks!
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Liz's Teaser Tuesday
"From this experience, I understood the danger of focusing only on what isn't there. What if I came to the end of my life and realized that I'd spent every day watching for a man who would never come to me? What an unbearable sorrow it would be, to realize I'd never really tasted the things I'd eaten, or seen the places I'd been, because I'd thought of nothing but the Chairman even while my life was drifting away from me. And yet if I drew my thoughts back from him, what life would I have? I would be like a dancer who had practiced since childhood for a performance she would never give." (pg. 349)
Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden
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