Archive | 2007

Basking

Dec15

It’s been cold today here in the DFW metroplex, and while our winters are nothing compared to winter in places like Minnesota and Ohio, for us it’s been a brutal day, made worse by wicked wind. I do not usually have a problem with cold weather, so long as I can be home, wrapped in a blanket with a good book, sipping tea.

Today, I was out shopping. Not fun, especially at this time of year.

Where I wanted to be was on a deck chair by the pool at one of those Condo Hotels where you own the space, but there’s still maid service and food service. I’ve visited such places (mainly near La Paz), and they are wonderful. My parents almost bought one, but decided to build instead. That’s fine too.

I have the book.
I have the blanket.
Give me some warm weather, please, so I can get back to the important task of basking.

Reading Matters: Location

Dec15

It’s weird. I like to write in cafes, where I am energized by the steaming, frothing and whirring of the espresso machines, the cheerful banter between employees, and the half-heard conversations from other patrons, but I don’t particularly like to read in cafes.

My favorite place to read is in bed, followed by the bathroom (toilet) and the tub during a hot, sudsy bubblebath.

My least favorite place to read was always school classrooms. I can’t read unless I can immerse myself in the content. It doesn’t matter if it’s fiction or non-fiction, but there has to be total surrender to the words. In school classroom, ever mindful of the time when I was eight that I got so “into” a book that I didn’t hear the bell ring and spent an entire class on the floor of the school library happily reading (I was new, my first day at that school, so no one knew to look for me).

Subconsciously, I think I can’t read in cafes for the same reason.
Well that and the fact that I’ve never been one to read while sitting upright in a chair. I prefer to stretch, to sprawl, to lounge, when experiencing a book.

If you’re reading this: where do you like to read?

Wanted: A Local Bookstore

Dec15

Could someone tell the local real estate franchise folks that we need to update the shopping in Grand Prairie? I mean, we have a lovely Target in the same shopping center as Home Depot and Starbucks, but it’s really lacking a bookstore.

Oh, I know, there’s a Borders and a Barnes and Nobel just up the road in Arlington, and another Barnes and Nobel in Cedar Hill, but honestly, you should not have to leave your town to browse through shelves of books. Amazon.com is great, but it’s not the same. There is a special kind of romance in browsing through stacks of books, in picking things up because they seem interesting, in feeling the weight of pages.

My summer job during my freshman year of college was in a bookstore/cafe.
I think I never completely left it behind.

The Nanny Diaries

Dec14

I just finished watching The Nanny Diaries, the movie based on the book by Emma McLaughlin and Nicola Klaus, and starring Scarlett Johansson .

While I thought the book was delightful, and enjoyed the movie as much for the story as for the luxury homes in Manhattan where it all took place, I’m never entirely satisfied with book-to-movie translations, because when I read I’m immersed in a story, but when I’m watching something, I’m merely observing it.

That being said, Laura Linney as Mrs. X was fabulous, seemingly cold, but with vulnerability beneath the icy veneer, and Paul Giamatti as the mostly-absent Mr. X was simply perfect, and Donna Murphy was believable as Annie’s mother, even if her New Jersey accent was horribly inconsistent. Young Nicholas Art, as Greyer, the child in the film, was also very good – very much a natural kid.

Where the film excelled (other than at marketing CitiGroup, whose iconic red umbrella was used throughout the film) was in capturing the spirit of life in New York, where small kids really DO know whether something is on the East or West side, and how much there are distinct sub-cultures within it, changing from block to block.

If you haven’t read the book, see the movie first or you might be disappointed in the condensation of the story, but you will not be disappointed in the way they presented the spirit of the novel, or the city in which it all takes place.

Vacation Plans

Dec12

We’re off to Baja Sur for Christmas in a week, and while the only resemblance my parents place outside of La Paz has with any piece of Wilmington NC real estate is proximity to the ocean, I’m still in the mood to read a bunch of Anne Rivers Siddons novels before I get there, because her descriptions of the Carolina coastal lifestyle is very much my dream life: small towns, great books, a beach a short walk away, excellent coffee, good friends – these are my version of bliss.

I don’t have TIME to read any beach books just now, though, and once I get there, Christmas will drive all chances of reading away, anyway. But I do have a book sent to me by the author for review that I’m planning to read on the plane, and I’m carting along a bunch of books to leave with my mother and to be given as gifts to the daughters of one of her friends, a woman from India who wants her daughters to read, “English language novels with strong female role models.” I’m bringing them Little Women, Anne of Green Gables and The Secret Garden. I think they’ll enjoy all three.

Rises the Night

Dec8

by Colleen Gleason

Rises the Night isn’t just the second installment of Colleen Gleason’s series about Victoria Gardella, slayer of vampires and wearer of lace and corsets, it’s also the second novel in this period that I’ve read and enjoyed, and it’s all because Gleason manages to make her characters ride the edge between being truly period and truly contemporary.

As with the original book in the series, a continuing theme is protagonist Victoria’s struggle between the demands of the society in which she lives, and the calling she has answered. While the first novel raised that issue, however, this one really explores it, as well as giving Victoria a bit of dark romance on the side.

I’m afraid to even mention character names because I don’t like to spoil things, and I’m terrible at not giving away plot points. Suffice to say that even though Victoria is wearing bodices and full skirts instead of sleek black port authority clothing, she is every bit as much an action hero as a certain blonde vampire slayer we all watched on television, and every bit as star-crossed when it comes to love.

Read this book!

Gold Medal Wines: Wine of the Month Club

Dec3

One of my favorite relaxation rituals is to light a candle, pour a glass of wine, and recline in a hot bubble bath with a good book. In California, I was lucky enough to have stores like BevMo (Beverages and More) at my disposal, as well as easy access to a number of great small wineries. In fact, when we lived in our condo in the Rose Garden area of San Jose, there was a winery on our street.

Now that we’re in Texas, I’ve looked through the offerings at the grocery store and World Market, and their selections are okay, but for really interesting selections, I’ve become intrigued by the wine of the month club offered by Gold Medal Wine (goldmedalwine.com). They offer monthly deliveries of two bottles of wine from small California vintners, which they’ll send to those states where mailing alcohol is actually legal. Prices range from $32 – $179 / month, depending on the rarity and quality of the wine being shipped. (They’re divided into three levels of club membership with the $32 price being good and interesting, while the $179 level is for wines that are truly original, rare, and special.)

Each package comes with two bottles, generally one each of red and white, but sometimes just red. They’re packaged in a styrofoam bottle-protector, and come with the monthly newsletter that talks about the wines selected, as well as offering news and reviews of other wines. For the money, it’s a great way to experience new and different wines that you may not otherwise be exposed to.

There are no monthly minimums, but members do get a discount on half-case (or more) reorders.

Sex, Murder and a Double Latte

Dec3

by Kyra Davis

San Francisco mystery novelist Sophie Katz, half Jewish, half African American, drinks chocolate brownie frappucinos as if they were nutritional supplements and talks to her cat as if he’s a person. In this, the first book about her and author Kyra Davis’s first novel to be published, she also finds life imitating art, as she ends up trying, with her friends (one of whom owns a sex toy store, the other of whom is her gay hair stylist), to solve a murder that seems as if it’s ripped out of the pages of her last novel.

Along the way, she also has to deal with her mother, her sister and young nephew, and the fact that her prime suspect for the murder is also the man who stole her newspaper at Starbucks, and whom she’s dating…sort of.

Davis’s writing is fresh and funny, and manages to blend chick-lit with the mystery genre, her characters are interesting, and her plot works. A good mixture of froth, foam, and fear.

Any Publicity?

Nov30

It’s long been an adage that any publicity is good publicity, which is why I have to wonder if Kathy Griffin’s pointedly reading the ad taken about her Emmy speech from a Tennessee theater group didn’t serve to boost interest in other businesses in the town in question – like Pigeon Forge cabin rentals for example – just as the ad itself probably did what Pigeon Forge’s troupe (which spent 90k on the ad which was printed in USA Today) didn’t intend and call more attention to Ms. Griffin’s various concerts and Bravo tv specials.

I have a love/hate relationship with Kathy Griffin. I can never decide if her act is funny or not. Mostly, I think it is, and I think she serves a vital purpose when she does her shameless send-ups of pop-culture divas and aging actors. Sometimes, though, she just annoys me, and I’m not sure why.

I do know this: in my head, Tennessee is now inexorably linked to Kathy Griffin.

Breaking Silence

Nov29

Lest anyone think I’ve packed up the camping gear and gone into hiding, I thought I’d better post.

First, I’ve had company for almost a week, and while I’ve been reading like crazy, I’ve been enjoying some non-net time.
Second, I’ve been working out reviews in my head, so I can post them here, trying to make sure timing is good.
Third, I’ve been Christmasizing my house and shopping more than I should.

However, I just finished Sex, Murder, and a Double Latte by Kyra Davis, and am almost through with The Oxford Murders, by Guillermo Martinez and Sonia Soto so there is going to be bookish content soon.

Really.

I promise.