Archive for December, 2006

Top Ten

Here it is, folks. My ten favorite books from 2006. These are books that have stuck with me. I’ve thought about them each many times throughout the year. Here are they are, in the order I read them.

The Hummingbird’s Daughter Luis Alberto Urrea
Arthur and George Julian Barnes
Looking for Alaska John Green
The Mill on the Floss George Eliot
Intuition Allegra Goodman
The Book Thief Markus Zusak
The Thin Place Kathryn Davis
Black Swan Green David Mitchell
Ursula, Under Ingrid Hill
Love in the Time of Cholera Gabriel Garcia Marquez


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Going Native

Whew! Just finished book 63 this morning. Going Native by Stephen Wright. Earlier this year, I read The Amalgamation Polka by Wright and loved it–especially the first scene of the novel, where Roxana gives birth. I looked up Wright on amazon and read some great reviews. I could tell the cats that love his books are hard core. They are loyal, man. So, I went ahead and ordered two more Wrights. I read his Meditations in Green in March, and found it just eh. I love Vietnam fiction, but this was no The Things They Carried.

In a way, I’m surprised I even attempted Going Native. It’s psychadelic, violent, and hallucinatory. Three things I definitely am not. One chapter was too much for me. Way too much sex and altogether weirdness. But, Chapter 6 aside, I loved Going Native. Yeah, it’s violent. Random people are killed for pretty much no reason. It’s definitely not the type of book I usually read. But I agree with a lot of its themes–television really isn’t that great. Americans are too pleasure-hungry. That kind of thing. Of the three Wrights I’ve read, The Amalgamation Polka is by far my favorite. But, the others, especially Going Native, have expanded my mind. Maybe I’m ready to try another mind-expanding author. We’ll see.

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Books 2006

I figure my bookish readers want to know what I’ve been reading during 2006. Alas, alas. I started keeping track of my reading Christmas 2003. That first year, I read 82 books. The next year, 2005, I read 95 books. This year, I’ve read 62! Only 62! Granted, I have about 36 hours left in 2006, and I know I’ll bump it up to 63, but . . . . Still, what a drop! But, I have a reason. My eight month old son. He’s worth it. I suppose. No, really, he is!

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New Blog, (Almost) New Year!

As most of my most loyal readers know, I have another blog on xanga. That blog is very T-centric. I’ve tried to post some of my “reading stuff” on that blog, but, rumor is, that stuff isn’t popular with the readers. Someone (Abby!) even said she skips the “book stuff.” So . . . this is blog is book stuff only. I get so much joy out of reading other book blogs, and now I’m startin’ my own! Welcome friends! Oh, and don’t worry, I’ll keep posting on “Kate’s Days,” too!

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