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A place to sit back and talk. Books, travel, life.
Facebook - Love that it keeps me in touch with friends and family in a way that I think is very positive. Hate that I find myself repeatedly refreshing the page hoping my working family and friends will say something to amuse me or respond to something I have posted.Simon Savidge and I have chatted a few times on our podcast The Readers about the internet's impact on our reading habits. We talked about how great it can be for bookish fulfillment, but we also talked about how it can be a big time waster and keep us from actually reading books.
Twitter - Love that I have connected with so many wonderful bookish people around the world. Hate that I find myself scrolling and scrolling and scrolling looking for what?
New York Times, Washington Post, and The Daily Dish - Love the fine reporting and commentary in each of these online news organs. Hate that I reflexively look at them throughout the day when FB and Twitter don't satisfy. Also, really hate how they can get me incensed about the state of the world and feeling frustrated that there is little I can do about anything.
|Crispy oyster and bacon Pad Thai. Really, really, yummy.|
|Notice the want ad placed by Christopher Marlowe for a male companion to share his lodgings. I was one year shy of coming out of the closet but I was already being cheeky.|
|The ad for Clarkin Coffin Company (after my bestie Michelle Clarkin) refers to the death of Shakespeare's 11-year old son H.S.|
|Photo credit: A Captive Reader|
|Best t-shirt I have seen so far on this vacation.|
And given that it was the Kingdom of Hawaii before US sugar barons overthrew the monarchy I think the coronet is certainly very fitting.
|Do you think one of these stock-photo kids at UH will pick up one of my books?|
|Photo credit here.|
|Flirt by the late, great Helen Frankenthaler|
I don't mind abstraction in my art, but I hate it in my books.
|I am reading a real version, not an e-book.|
|Low lighting conditions and a shaky arm make for a bad photo. This is the giant stack|
of books I have for my TBR for the next year. With no book shelves they will remain stacked on
top of boxes of other books while we live in our temporary apartment.
|Footed Bowl by Frances Palmer|
|Hammered Stainless Steel by Simon Pearce|
|Ceramic bowl made by a friend.|
|Urchin Bowl by Element Clay Studio|
|A bowl in the spa at our hotel in Chiang Mai, Thailand|
|Basalt bowl by Wedgwood|
|Ancient Celtic bowl|
|Beautiful, simple ironstone bowl found on Faded Plains|
|Lots of bowls at John Derian|
|And how could I forget hotty Jeremy Northam holding this golden bowl from |
the movie adaptation of Henry James' The Golden Bowl
|Not our house. Inspiration.|
|The once packed shelves looking considerably diminished.|
|Some of the boxes of books that will remain in hiding for almost a year.|
The books still on the shelves next to the fireplace represent the books in TBR that I will have access to. Everything I will read in the next eleven months is on those shelves.
|Getting ready to move I had to figure out whether or not to keep the turntable and my collection of mainly classical records. Haven't used the turntable for about seven years. Once I put a few of them on I knew I couldn't get rid of them. They sound so good.|
|Vintage Leontyne waiting for her spin on the turntable.|
|I ran around London collecting all 100 of the Penguin Great Ideas series seen on the top shelf.|
|Seems a fitting title for realizing I need to stop buying "collectible" books. They are just beautiful, but I am never going to read them and they take up too much space. Tried to sell them at on ebay, but when I saw how low the bidding was and how much I loved them still, I took them off the market. Then one of the bidder's, who happens to live locally, contacted me with a really good reason why she wanted them and with a decent offer. So I feel good about letting them go.|
|I had so much fun collecting these wonderful old Signet Classics. They have lovely, fun, interesting covers, but really ugly spines. I found a former lit major in my neighborhood who is now the proud owner of these 60 volumes.|
|Amanda's picture of the box and first of 100 postcards to make its way from DC to Georgia.|
|The rest of the cards providing visual interest on my desk while they wait their turn.|