Because
lysimache made me think of it, I present things I have read so far in 2005:
1. Are You Really Going to Eat That? Confessions of a Culinary Thrill-Seeker, Robb Walsh. Whee, travel writing plus food!
2. Neutron Star, Larry Niven. Short stories.
3. A Woman Alone: Travel Tales From Around the Globe, Faith Conlon, Ingrid Emerick, and Christina Henry de Tessan, eds. Some of the women are complete idiots. One falls asleep on a beach with her passport in a purse. Honestly. But others do really cool things and write about them in a really interesting way -- Faith Adiele, who visted Buddhist nun centers in remote parts of Thailand; Joan Chatfield-Taylor, who lived in France for six months; Marianne Ilaw, who writes about Ambergris Caye; Jamie Zeppa, who taught in Bhutan; and Bernice Notenboom, who traveled through the wadis of Petra on a camel. Sadly, the women who writes about Turkey, Margaret McConnell, is kinda lame. Not bad, just... boring. (My mom, who also read the collection, said so too -- so it's not just me. Tres bland and bus-toury. Sigh.)
4. Gaudy Night, DLS. Again. Comfort reading!
5. Methuselah's Children, Heinlein. I read it when I was really young, I think, but I wanted a new perspective.
6. Pledged: The Secret Lives of Sororities, Alexandra Robbins. On the plane back from Seattle. Creepy. Really, really, really creepy.
7. The Wee Free Men, Terry Pratchett. I finally actually bought the book -- I'd previously read it in a Barnes and Noble. (Which I view as a non-lending library with comfy chairs.)
8. Frumpy the Clown Volume One: Freaking Out the Neighbors, Judd Winick. A gift from my sister. Frumpy kicks ass and the series is great. Even if he did leave it to do...
9. Pedro and Me, Judd Winick. Re-read in a B&N, prompted by reading Frumpy. Wah!
10. Opus: 25 Years of His Sunday Best, Berkeley Breathed. Hey, guess where? B&N.
Aaaaaand probably others that I re-read and have forgotten already. I'm fairly sure I re-read a Stout in there somewhere, while on a train to SC or something. Perhaps it was Not Quite Dead Enough? Or maybe it was Fer-de-Lance. I re-read both fairly recently...
1. Are You Really Going to Eat That? Confessions of a Culinary Thrill-Seeker, Robb Walsh. Whee, travel writing plus food!
2. Neutron Star, Larry Niven. Short stories.
3. A Woman Alone: Travel Tales From Around the Globe, Faith Conlon, Ingrid Emerick, and Christina Henry de Tessan, eds. Some of the women are complete idiots. One falls asleep on a beach with her passport in a purse. Honestly. But others do really cool things and write about them in a really interesting way -- Faith Adiele, who visted Buddhist nun centers in remote parts of Thailand; Joan Chatfield-Taylor, who lived in France for six months; Marianne Ilaw, who writes about Ambergris Caye; Jamie Zeppa, who taught in Bhutan; and Bernice Notenboom, who traveled through the wadis of Petra on a camel. Sadly, the women who writes about Turkey, Margaret McConnell, is kinda lame. Not bad, just... boring. (My mom, who also read the collection, said so too -- so it's not just me. Tres bland and bus-toury. Sigh.)
4. Gaudy Night, DLS. Again. Comfort reading!
5. Methuselah's Children, Heinlein. I read it when I was really young, I think, but I wanted a new perspective.
6. Pledged: The Secret Lives of Sororities, Alexandra Robbins. On the plane back from Seattle. Creepy. Really, really, really creepy.
7. The Wee Free Men, Terry Pratchett. I finally actually bought the book -- I'd previously read it in a Barnes and Noble. (Which I view as a non-lending library with comfy chairs.)
8. Frumpy the Clown Volume One: Freaking Out the Neighbors, Judd Winick. A gift from my sister. Frumpy kicks ass and the series is great. Even if he did leave it to do...
9. Pedro and Me, Judd Winick. Re-read in a B&N, prompted by reading Frumpy. Wah!
10. Opus: 25 Years of His Sunday Best, Berkeley Breathed. Hey, guess where? B&N.
Aaaaaand probably others that I re-read and have forgotten already. I'm fairly sure I re-read a Stout in there somewhere, while on a train to SC or something. Perhaps it was Not Quite Dead Enough? Or maybe it was Fer-de-Lance. I re-read both fairly recently...
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