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Journal of a Novel – Where I learned that genius piddle farts around too

There are few authors that I love more than John Steinbeck. The moment I started reading East of Eden I knew that I had something big in my hand, this book was about everything, and so it is. I’ve read … Continue reading

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Book 60 – The Fainting Room

http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/16057408-the-fainting-room?from_search=true The summary for this book would have you believe that that it’s a mystery.  The beautiful cover art would have you believe it’s sexy.  The adult characters would have you believe that their actions make sense.  I would have … Continue reading

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Book 57 – As I Lay Dying

  As I Lay Dying   It would just be me and her on a high hill and me rolling the rocks down the hill at their faces, picking them up and throwing them down the hill faces and teeth … Continue reading

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Book 56 The Great Gatsby

This is one of my favorite books.  For the longest time this was my go to book when I had to give a favorite book.  Thankfully, my answer has become more complicated and convoluted.  I’m thankful for this personally, it … Continue reading

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Book 55 – The Unvanquished

“… the highest destiny of a southern woman- to be a bride-widow of a lost cause-” This was my first Faulkner novel since the Sound and the Fury beat me around the ears and told me that I didn’t know … Continue reading

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Book 43 Wonder Boys

  “The problem, if anything, was the opposite.  I had too much to write.”   This would not have been my original choice of quote for this entry, but that was the kind of day I had today, except that … Continue reading

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Book 41 – And Then We Came to the End

“We were fractious and overpaid.  Our mornings lacked promise.  At least those of us who smoked had something to look forward to at ten-fifteen.”   I loved the book, until the end, not the overall sense of the ending, like … Continue reading

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