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In lieu of not being with my Fathers on Father’s Day (sorry to my two favorite men! I will be home from NY soon to celebrate!!), I decided to share two books with you that are currently topping my list o’ things I enjoy:
~ One that I read and then re-read immediately because it was so delicious ~ Emily The Strange, The Lost Days. (I posted the book trailer here.)
~ And another that I am in midst of reading but find too fantastic not to share ~ The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman. (Not a difficult choice to pick this one up as it’s been on bestseller lists and has won the Newbery medal.)
At looking at the cover of these two novels, it appears as if I’ve suddenly garnered great fondness for the dark side (er…gone goth?), but rest assured, I still love puppies and sunshine and jasmine tea.
Anyway, if you can’t spend the day with your dad, for whatever reason, I recommend you pick up a good read and head to the park, the beach, your couch, or wherever you can find a reading nook/cranny. (Sunshine and jasmine tea optional.)
Enjoy and happy Father’s Day!
I just wanted to pause for a moment and toast two people who are doing it their way and doing a darn good job of it…
Author Susan Wiggs posted this on Twitter:
And author Meg Cabot posted this on her blog:
“My dad was an alcoholic, and he spent most of his time passed out on the living room floor in his underwear, so we could never have friends over (I spent most of my time at my best friend’s house, where even with her parents fighting, it was nicer than at my house). My house was sad. There were bottles of vodka hidden all over the place (under sofa cushions, in the toilet tank, but mostly under the front seat of the car, because my dad’s favorite place to drink was in the car. And yeah, this means what you think it means. But on the plus side, Dad drove so slowly that everyone passing us would scream, “Speed it up, old man!” so it was unlikely he would ever hit anyone).
What kind of books was I supposed to read? Books about girls whose dad was an alcoholic? Um, no thank you.”
“And I vowed then that if I ever became a professional writer, I’d write books that I hoped would give readers like me a fun escape from whatever awful thing they were going through.”
“So that’s what I write. Books that I hope make people laugh or daydream or just give them a little break from their real life.” [emphasis added]
So cheers to two people providing hope, escape, and laughter to one person at a time.
Generally speaking, book trailers can be rather bland and somewhat cheesy. This one, however, I find terrifically “strange.”
Fantasy seems to have entered my life.
I’m not usually drawn to fantasy as a general category but it seems to be finding me with very little effort at the moment. From reading Neil Gaiman to hearing Melissa Marr and Kristen Cashore (writers of NY Times Bestselling books that could be considered YA Fantasy) speak, to now reading their respective books (Graceling and Wiked Lovely). And to top it off (presumably? perhaps this will continue?), today on Notcot these adorable paintings featured on Small and Round were calling my name:
How great are these?
Well, I didn’t consciously invite you over, but, Hello Fantasy. Come on in.
