New Moon

New Moon Okay. For those of you who do not know the saga of my nights the last week, I’ll recap. My 7 year old daughter decided she wasn’t going to go to sleep without a fight. Every night it was something different: I can’t sleep alone, I hear crickets, I can’t sleep without my (fill-in-the-blank), and my personal fave – it’s too dark to see my dreams when I close my eyes. Anyway, it resulted in very very late nights and lots of screaming and tantrums.

So, the only thing I am currently capable of reading appears to be the Twilight saga. I laughed my way through Twilight, and now I am crying my way through New Moon. Seriously, I feel like a big nob, but there it is. I can’t concentrate on anything more intricate, and I am obviously deranged in my reactions to these books.

Don’t judge.

Twilight by Stephenie Meyer

I’m re-reading this right now, and I find myself thinking, “How is it that I forgot how funny Edward and Bella are in the beginning of the book?” And not unintentionally funny, either. They are witty and sarcastic and make me wake up Mike by laughing out loud. How did I forget this?

Hopscotch by Julio Cortazar

Hopscotch (Pantheon Modern Writers Series) The big gimmick with this book is that you can read it two ways. You can read it the normal way, which would be start at chapter 1 and read straight through. Or, you can read the hopscotch way. At the front of the book is the list of chapters in a different order that supposedly make a different story. As it turns out, you read the first 56 chapters in their regular order with these other “bonus” chapters interspersed.

The writing is a lot like Hemingway. Since it was written in the 1950s, that makes some sense. Also, it has been translated from the Spanish. Half of it takes place in Paris and half in Buenos Aires. There are lots of bits still in French or Spanish and I am too lazy to plug them into Babelfish to figure out what they said.

Okay, so the plot… There’s this guy – Horacio Oliveira. He is living in Paris with a woman he calls La Maga. He is part of some intellectual club made up of various artists and writers and whatnot living poor in Paris. They get together and drink and philosophize and poor La Maga can’t keep up.

Oliveira is not really a likable guy. He’s self-obsessed and over-occupied with navel gazing.

In the second half, he is in Buenos Aires, but he’s basically the same guy.

I am pretty positive I didn’t get all the little things I was supposed to pick up on in this book. I might read it again one day to see if I catch anything I missed.

Yay a meme!

One Word Meme:

Which I stole from Nik

1. Where is your mobile phone? Kitchen

2. Relationship? smooth

3. Your hair? blah

4. Work? Books!

5. Your sister(s)? Older

6. Your favorite thing? Reading

7. Your dream last night? Nada

8. Your favorite drink? Coke

9. Your dream car? Lamborghini

10. The room you’re in? Office

11. Your shoes? Barefoot.

12. Your fears? bugs

13. What do you want to be in 10 years? rich

14. Who did you hang out with this weekend? Myself!

15. What are you not good at? self-censorship

16. Muffin? chocolate chip

17. Wish list item? Bookshelves

18. Where you grew up? Oklahoma

19. The last thing you did? laundry

20. What are you wearing? shorts

21. What are you not wearing? socks

22. Your pet? asleep

23. Your computer? slow

24. Your life? fast

25. Your mood? content

26. Missing? husbandface

27. What are you thinking about? movies

28. Your car? Mazda3

29. Your kitchen? 80′s

30. Your summer? Sweltering

31. Your favorite color? Black

32. Last time you laughed? 9:10 pm

33. Last time you cried? unknown

34. School? maybe?

35. Love? Yes.

The City of Dreaming Books by Walter Moers

The City of Dreaming BooksI don’t even know where to begin describing this book. The main character is like Indiana Jones only better read and a dinosaur. Yes, you read that right, ladies and gentlemen. A dinosaur. On his adventures he meets some really good people, and some really, really bad people.

One of the best parts of this book is the illustrations! The author has illustrated his book with pen and ink drawings of monsters and bookhunters and books. They are so much fun.

The Orm was definitely flowing when he wrote this.