I love shopping the Goodwill bookshelves, despite the fact that they’re raised their prices to insane levels since I was in high school (when pretty much any book was a dollar). Eli and I like to cruise for interesting old cookbooks, and I like to supplement my library with both classic literature and trashy novels (I am always on the lookout for forgotten YA novels and VC Andrews). This week, though, I had a yen for trashy romance novels. Notable among those that I purchased is Judith McNaught’s Whitney, My Love, which was one of the earliest Regency historicals. Neat-o. (I also hear it’s got some of that old school objectionable material, which should make for interesting reading.) And I haven’t read Shelters of Stone since it first came out, so I am feeling a little Earth’s Children reunion this summer.
I’m especially stoked about The Shy Stegosaurus of Indian Springs by Evelyn Sibley Lampman. She was a massively popular children’s author throughout the Fifties and Sixties who set most of her novels in Oregon and the West and who also wrote intelligently and responsibly about Northwest Indians, even before the Indian resurgence of the late twentieth century. There’s an award named for her! Sadly, pretty much all of her work is out of print, so I was really excited to stumble across this one. One day I’ll tell you about how I picked out the cover for a reprint of her novel Treasure Mountain.
Eli pointed out a copy of The Velveteen Rabbit with the same illustrations as the one he had when he was little, and since they were adorable, I had to snag it, though I have my own hardcover copy. But the star of today’s trip is without a doubt this magnificent comic we found:
Words fail me.
On Monday evening, I put my beloved companion of nearly fourteen years (about half my life) to sleep. When we came home from our honeymoon, Kitty Girl became ill, and was diagnosed with stage 4 CRF (chronic renal failure, aka kidney failure). We’ve spent the last month and a half hoping that she would plateau and spend many more months with us–or even years. But despite the dietary changes and the daily subcutaneous fluids, her condition gradually deteriorated until last Thursday, when her vet gave us a week, tops. We spent the weekend cuddling, eating salmon cream cheese and tuna, and saying goodbye, but due to her continued deterioration we had to take her in to be put to sleep Monday. It’s been a really rough week since then; I expect her to climb on me purring when I wake up in the mornings, or to be sitting on the toilet waiting for me to finish showering, or to start crinkling about on a nice piece of paper. There’s a furry pudding-shaped hole in my life.
I’m sorry to be a drag, but I wanted to say why I haven’t been posting recently, and also to be a bit self-indulgent by sharing her.I’ve spent countless hours lying in bed or on the couch with Kitty Girl, reading, and she was nearly always on my lap while I worked at my desk trying to get book reports posted. She also had a bizarre affinity for books, always rubbing her face on then, and sometimes making sweet, sweet love to them. I’ve mentioned her a time or two before. Pic-heavy post below the jump.
I told you to expect it! And here I am, catching up at long last!
Pretty much the first libraries I remember are the Mililani Public Library and the Mililani Waena Elementary School Library. I attended Mililani Waena from mid-kindergarten till fifth grade, when the district lines moved and I was unceremoniously transferred to Mililani Uka. Quelle horreur! (I did not manage to get any school library pix as they were closed pretty much all of the days we were touring Sites of Schatzi’s Past.) The Mililani Library is just a block (a very BIG block that happens to be the high school) away from Mililani Waena. Originally, there was hardly anything around it, but when I was little, they built a shopping center with Star Market and Longs, and even a theater. Now there’s a Walmart and a Home or Office Depot right there, too. Crazy.
Right off the bat, once I started reading, I started kicking it at this library. Mom had to limit me to seven books per trip after several overdue book debacles; before that, I often needed a bag to carry everything away. After school, I often walked to the library. Some afternoons, they had movies (nearly always of a late Seventies vintage) playing in a quiet room to the right of the entrance, past the restrooms (now this is a reading room, and apparently where periodicals are kept). When Mom got off work at the hospital, she would stop at the library to pick me (and sometimes a friend) up. On the way home in the car, I would read the most interesting book from my pile, and when we got home, would often remain in the car reading it either until a) I finished it, b) it was too dark to read, or c) Mom called me in. Read the rest of this entry »
I have been lax in my updates and posting so far this year, but I promise you that I have been reading and taking notes on everything that I read! (In fact, I can hardly just read a book without thinking about what I’ll be writing about it. I need to start writing things down, though, because I often forget. Especially when I’m drunk and reading. Argh.)
BUT! We just returned from our honeymoon in Hawai’i, and not only did I read some fun books there, but I also have some fun pictures of … LIBRARIES! Yeah, we toured some of the important Libraries I Have Known on our honeymoon. Cuz that’s how I roll.
So, look forward to my getting all caught up on reviews, and also library stories–and to leave you with something to reflect upon, here is part of what my wedding bouquet looked like, constructed out fo pages from my Jane Austen omnibus that tragically (and providentially) fell apart a few months ago:
Mostly pages from Pride & Prejudice, Emma, and Persuasion, with a few from Northanger Abbey and a smattering of Sense & Sensibility. Learn to make your own at Offbeat Bride!
Because I can, here’s Kitty Girl helping me do homework and read The Dream of the Rood back during that one term that I was an English major.
Worth a Thousand Words is my opportunity to post sometimes only vaguely book-related pictures …
As I’ve mentioned before, a girl I know recently moved across country, and before she picked up and went, she got rid of a number of her possessions. She made up a list of all the books she was getting rid of, and offered to mail them to anyone who wanted them for the cost of postage. I do enjoy cheap used books, so I went over the list and selected some things that looked fun. She had some things I’d been wanting to read (like The Game of Kings) and some stuff that just looked nifty. I finally got around to putting them away last week, but before I did, I enjoyed this sumptuous stack in my living room. I do so enjoy gloating over a nice, big stack of books.
I haven’t finished anything in the last few days, but I’m not neglecting you. I promise!