Recently I was able to get my library card for the local library in Henderson. And while I wasn't able to check any books out (I didn't have proof of residency at the time) I got giggled at by my hubs.
For the record, I probably deserved it and will forever feel this way about both book stores and libraries. However, I was also asked why I have this reaction to books/book stores/libraries and I really didn't have an immediate or exact answer. I just do!
I love books. I love the smell of old books, new books, just books. I love walking into a store where the biggest draw is a book, or series. I love knowing that I'm going to be transported to another time or place just by opening the pages and letting the words draw me in. I love the new places, people and things I can see and/or read about and I will probably never stop. And even though it's not the same thing I love the fact that I have a tablet that I can download thousands of books on and can choose anything at random.
Getting this card means that I am able to escape to new places, I can wander the stacks and escape to the past or even imagine I'm racing into space and the future.
I love that my new library has a coffee shop attached to it and that if I wanted to, I could get a book, a coffee and then sit in the sun and read. (No, I haven't done this yet. However it's going to happen soon!)
So, technically I started this post a few months ago and then it went to the back burner, but I'm back to finish it. YAY!?!
You see I have a 14, almost 15 yr old, step-daughter that is in need of books for her 9th grade English class and I have decided to make it my mission to help her find books that she may like. (She loves reading about as much as the hubs and so that means that she usually falls asleep reading and unless a book grabs her and pulls her in, she's not going to finish it.)
I on the other hand love books... Like I said earlier in this post.
I have such an eclectic reading list that if you were to look at my Goodreads shelves you would probably just cry at the extent of it. Not that I'm recommending you do. I have just recently added a lot of the books from my Amazon account and I get an email everyday from Bookbub with free or reduced prices on it and I have a LOT of books that I haven't even read, but I keep adding to it.
Anyway, I posted on the book of face for help in finding something to help her get into books and was overwhelmed with the show of support from friends and family with ideas.
We took that list to the library, (yes, I can finally get books from the Henderson library); And came home with a few from the list for her. After coming home we also went through my boxes of books for the few on the list that I actually owned and she said she'd try them.
The short list included the Uglies series, the Dragonriders of Pern, Fablehaven, Sarah Dressen, the Septimus Heap books, Allyson Condie, Tamora Pierce and Rick Riordan.
Then I went wandering through the stacks and came back with a few more for myself.
I spent the next few hours starting, and finishing, The Martian by Andy Weir and Smokin' Seventeen by Janet Evanovich. I love to read and read and read... What can I say? I would totally recommend The Martian as it is way better than the movie. Don't get me wrong, the movie was amazing, but the book adds a little more depth to it. And for once I didn't really get upset that the book and movie were different. It was kinda fun being able to read the book and actually hear Matt Damon's voice as I did.
Janet Evanovich's books are just silly and fun to read and I will probably never give up that sassy Stephanie Plum. Kinda like I wouldn't give up Anita Blake from Laurel K. Hamilton. Thank you Lacey for getting me sucked into her universe.
Today, I've sat and contemplated whether I'm going to start another book, and most likely finish it, or whether I'm going to actually do something productive with my life.
I chose to be a little productive, I've done some cleaning and a little bit of laundry, and now I'm updating my blog. I've been on Facebook for a minute or two and spoken with Little Man and Babygirl. I've even walked the dog a couple times. But now that the important stuff is done, I'm hearing my "new books" calling.
Decisions, decisions, decisions.