Why, yes I do love to read

I keep meaning to post things and then forgetting, which results in lots of blank space.  So, instead of just leaving it off as I usually do, there is a chance that I will add my weekend in a quick succession of posts.  You have been warned. 

First off, Wednesday night was the inaugural meeting of the "Open Hat Book Club."  The hat being open not the book club itself.  I'm pleased to report that my method of choosing books worked every bit as well as I thought it would.  When Arynne first shared that she was going to start a reading group I suggest that each member submit two books to the list.  The first would be a book they had already read and thought that everyone else should read.  The second would be a book that they wanted to read.  I used to phrase that second one as a book they always wanted to read, but that wording tends to make people feel that they have to choose classics which is not at all the point.  Thankfully, we did in fact have a group with diverse reading tastes, as I had hoped, so our list runs the gamut.  There's fiction and non-fiction, biography, children's lit, a graphic novel, some classics, some best sellers, and even some trash.  Okay, I know I shouldn't pass judgment, but really, The Cheerleader !?

Our first book is Alexandra Fuller's Don't Lets Go to the Dogs Tonight: An African Childhood. I've already procured my copy (mostly because the Borders had neither the DVD for the newest Jane Eyre nor that of the Casanova miniseries which is what I wanted to spend my gift cards on), and will be starting my new reading adventure this ten-day.

I believe my book I think everyone should read is sceduled third.  I can't wait.  I submitted 84 Charing Cross Road.  I really wanted it to be the first book because nothing starts off a club about books like read a book about the love of books.  But, mostly I just want everyone to love Helene Hanff.  I'm on a one woman crusade (a pretty pitiful one at that) to get my favorite book, Letter from New York, back into print.  I'm sure that crusade will have about as much luck as the one to re-introduce the word "fortnight" into American-English. 

Why, yes I do love to read

I keep meaning to post things and then forgetting, which results in lots of blank space.  So, instead of just leaving it off as I usually do, there is a chance that I will add my weekend in a quick succession of posts.  You have been warned. 

First off, Wednesday night was the inaugural meeting of the "Open Hat Book Club."  The hat being open not the book club itself.  I'm pleased to report that my method of choosing books worked every bit as well as I thought it would.  When Arynne first shared that she was going to start a reading group I suggest that each member submit two books to the list.  The first would be a book they had already read and thought that everyone else should read.  The second would be a book that they wanted to read.  I used to phrase that second one as a book they always wanted to read, but that wording tends to make people feel that they have to choose classics which is not at all the point.  Thankfully, we did in fact have a group with diverse reading tastes, as I had hoped, so our list runs the gamut.  There's fiction and non-fiction, biography, children's lit, a graphic novel, some classics, some best sellers, and even some trash.  Okay, I know I shouldn't pass judgment, but really, The Cheerleader !?

Our first book is Alexandra Fuller's Don't Lets Go to the Dogs Tonight: An African Childhood. I've already procured my copy (mostly because the Borders had neither the DVD for the newest Jane Eyre nor that of the Casanova miniseries which is what I wanted to spend my gift cards on), and will be starting my new reading adventure this ten-day.

I believe my book I think everyone should read is sceduled third.  I can't wait.  I submitted 84 Charing Cross Road.  I really wanted it to be the first book because nothing starts off a club about books like read a book about the love of books.  But, mostly I just want everyone to love Helene Hanff.  I'm on a one woman crusade (a pretty pitiful one at that) to get my favorite book, Letter from New York, back into print.  I'm sure that crusade will have about as much luck as the one to re-introduce the word "fortnight" into American-English.