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Posted in Book Reviews, Books & Work by Other Writers/Artists, Uncategorized, Writers, tagged good books, Magic Mountain, reading on December 30, 2016| 4 Comments »
When I’m reading in the middle of the day instead of doing chores or writing, I know I’m in a good book. Here are some of the titles not necessarily current:
A Little Life (read it twice)
Little Paris Bookshop (read it twice)
Hillbilly Elegy
Barkskin
Smilla’s Sense of Snow (read it twice)
Shakespeare Saved My Life
The Underground Railroad
The Bell Jar (had read this in my youth..enjoyed it differently this time).
Am rereading Magic Mountain by Mann because of a funny story attached to this book. I organized a book club for residents in the condominium where I lived in Honolulu over a dozen years ago. I began with Winnie the Pooh and it was a great success with a math professor, a chemist, a fireman, a high school teacher, a marine biologist, a micro-biologist among others. Other children’s classics followed and discussions were heavy with philosophy and the intellect along with our inner child, until the micro-biologist began to complain and insisted on Magic Mountain for our following month’s selection. So we did. I read the book and appreciated the introduction to this book. No one showed up at our next meeting except for the micro-biologist and that ended my book club.
Hey, anyone for the Magic Mountain?
Posted in My Books, My Rants About Something, our children, Uncategorized, Wordsworth, It's In Your Pocket, Writers on June 11, 2016| Leave a Comment »
Once Upon a Time
Soon, soon,
I will be sitting alone
Under a tree perhaps,
Turning pages of a book.
The sound of paper, delicate
As hummingbird wings joins the rustling of leaves.
I take the top right corner of each page
Between my thumb and forefinger and savor
The sound now lost to man.
“Why are you weeping?” You will ask,
With Kindle in hand.
“Because this is the last book on earth.”
“A book?” You will ask. “What is that?”
“This” I say, and hand you my book.
“What is this?” you ask.
“That is a bookmark.”
I will then turn to the front of the book.
“This is an autograph signed by the author.
She signed this to me in real ink eons ago
In a place called a book store.”
Frances Kakugawa
Posted in Charles Pellegrino, To Hell and Back: The Last Train from Hiroshima, Uncategorized, Writers on March 30, 2016| Leave a Comment »
NYC is about good friends. And only a dear friend would wear this to dinner three nights later. IF you have read Charlie’s most recent book: To Hell and Back: Last Train From Hiroshima, or his Titanic books, or my favorite science fiction Dust, among many others, you’ll have an idea how a cup of coffee can last three delightful hours and more. Thank you, Charlie. Now go write your autobiography.
Posted in Book Reviews, Books & Work by Other Writers/Artists, Writers, tagged Mercedes, Stephen King on September 9, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Dear Mr. King,
If you hate readers who sneak to the ending of your books first, you gotta hate me. I’ve echoed so many times that if a writer wants you to read the ending first, he or she would have placed it in the beginning or right in the middle.
But…but…it’s not due to my lack of respect for you as a writer, it’s because you have so artfully crafted your stories with such suspense and intrigue that I just had to skip to the ending.
I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t sleep, worried if the characters who became so real, would still be alive in the morning.
So what I’m saying is, it’s really your fault that with each of the books I’ve read these past three weeks, I had to cheat and find out the ending hundreds of pages prior to the end. Mr. Mercedes and Finders Keepers were spellbinding. As was Christine.
Your On Writing, a must read for everyone, made me feel we are now friends but will restrain from calling you Stephen.
Now, you have started on the next book, haven’t you, and you won’t be turning me into a Morris Bellamy, or would you?
Cheers Stephen…I mean Mr. King.
a devoted fan
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