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But they don’t mean a thing if you’re not with me

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So sitting here and thinking about the book club I’d like to start, and Crystal is napping, so I can’t bounce ideas off of her, I decided to plow ahead full speed* and I decided the first book for my Lockup Library Book Club, and that is:

The Historian, by Elizabeth Kostova.

There’s 79 chapters in the book so I broke it down like this:

  • Chapters 1-20 due Oct 10th
  • Chapters 21-40 due Oct 17th
  • Chapters 41-60 due Oct 24th
  • Chapters 61-79 due Oct 31st

I figure every seven days we come back and discuss the previous chapters, you know that deal – what we thought, where it’s going, etc.

* it’s better to keep my head thinking about this, otherwise, I’d really be freaking out about my mom taking my dad to the hospital 30 minutes away. His knee/leg is all swollen. I’m a little freaky-outie right now to be honest.

Big sigh

So I want to be a paperback writer

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I stare at my books a lot. I look for more books that I want to read. Hopefully I can find some in the two or three second hand stores that I regularly go into. TinyTown and the surrounding areas, I figure, aren’t really into reading. The closest book store is 2.5 hours away. My mom is a reader – Nora Roberts, and her pen names.

From what I can find, there is a book club through the library. But I can’t find out how to join it, or have i been able to find a list of books the club has read.

Online book clubs would be where I’d go next. But then it comes down to finding the books. That could be the hard part.

If I were to post a list, updated every time I got a book, would any of my readers like to do a Void if Removed Book Club? Pick a book in my collection, and then discuss it?

It could be fun. At least I think it could be.

What do y’all think? Comment below, yay, or nay.

I said, certified freak seven days a week

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Awake yet again. Same sleep different day. I’m just waiting for my coffee to brew. Just like every other day.

It’s Sunday.

I was a little tossy turny last night, and way too warm. I had to shut the bed off sometime in the night. And had to lay there with only the sheet covering me until the bed cooled enough to cover up and fall asleep again.

If I dreamed last night I don’t remember any of them. I remember movement, that’s pretty much it. Nothing exciting, huh?

Coffee should be ready. Enjoy your Sunday, y’all 🙂

The moment I wake up
Before I put on my makeup

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Good morning, happy Saturday! It’s bright, cool, and crisp out there. Translation: cold as all get out. It’s -2c, but the feel like temp is -6. Everything has frost on it.

I had a massive allergy attack/cold attack for a couple of hours yesterday afternoon. It was too late in the day, so I took some night sinus pills. So before I went to bed I took the usual night dose. I think it was a little too much, it took me a while to fall asleep. There was, I think, for a few minutes, lightning flashing before my eyes while they were closed. But that passed rather quickly I think.

Just weird dreams after that. I was a private eye, trying to get out of a building, and I kept losing my gun in all the pockets of my jacket. Weird huh? I do remember giving someone trapped in the building a Kiss album – with 24 of their greatest hits.

I dub thee Weird Saturday.

And now for some covfefe.

I see into your window, although you’re far away

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Yes, I finally finished my first (I started over again around chapter 2 – I just got discouraged) read through of Ship of Theseus*! Whew! What a really good book.

The main story is amazing. It’s a story about S. S wakes up on the banks of a strange city, with no memory of who he is, or where he came from. He walks into a bar, orders a drink and sees a beautiful woman reading a book. He walks over and sits down with her. From there, he’s shanghaied and thrown on to a boat.

The boat itself is a mystery too. It’s very old, and has been repaired many times, and is crewed by 19 sailors – who’s mouths are sewn shut. I really can’t say more than that, as it all unfolds slowly at times, and sometimes so quickly, you have to go back and reread a few pages to see if you missed something.

That’s the beginning of Ship of Theseus by VM Straka**, and it only gets better. This is his 19th book published in 1949.

Then, there’s the second story in the book. The story in the margins between Jen and Eric. This is where reading can get very confusing and difficult. This is where I started to get discouraged. There’s just so much information to absorb on each page

Just another page

See that picture above? That’s a pretty average page. There’s a few with even more writing, and then some with only sentence or two.

Jen found the book in the stacks in her university library where she works. Eric has written in it since high school. She gets sucked in to Straka’s world and his 18 other books he published. Ship of Theseus is his last book, published after his mysterious death. Jen and Eric get to know each other through the book, and through researching who Straka was and who his translator was.

Everything included

* I have a feeling to get through all the stories and mysteries, and all the added items in the book. I know I’ve only scratched the surface of this amazing book.

** I know Straka doesn’t exist. S. Was the brain child of JJ Abrams, and written by Doug Dorst. I prefer to think Straka was real, and I’d love to read his other books.

This book comes in a black slipcover, and that’s really the only part that says that it was written by Dorst, and Abrams. When you slide it out of the slipcover, it’s fashioned to look like an old library book complete with check out stamps.

This is a book lovers book for sure. I sure love it.

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