Deep into the Night

I have so many things to do, and yet, I do nothing.

I don’t know where to start.

I get up, determined to begin, and find myself pacing back and forth. Accomplishing nothing.

So I sit back down and reach for my book. Always my book.

I don’t know what to do in my own story, so I get lost in someone else’s.

And slowly, the hours of the day pass, one by one.

Darkness falls, and still I read, deep into the night.

Another day ends.

A new one begins.

I am wasting time.

I am running out of time.

I am beginning to panick. 

And still, I read.

Deep into the night.

A Few Of My Favorite Books

It is no secret that I enjoy reading. I am in with the group of people who would read for a living if only someone would pay us to do so. I have yet to meet that person though, so I will continue reading in my spare time, no matter how little of it there may be.

There are a handful of books that I either came by on accident, or I almost didn’t read at all. The funny thing is that these books ended up on my list of favorites. So, in no particular order, here are some great reads:

1. English Creek Trilogy by Ivan Doig. The books included are English Creek, Dancing at the Rascal Fair, and Ride With Me, Mariah Montana.

When I moved to Montana back in 1999, I had a favorite little used bookstore not too far from my apartment. I went in one day and found Ride With Me, Mariah Montana and had to get it because I felt as though it were there waiting for me to come along. I enjoyed the book, but it eventually got lost on my bookshelf. Not too long ago, I came across it and thought I should read it again. Only this time, I looked inside the cover and saw that it was the third book in a series. How had I missed that years before? No idea, but I set out to find the other two books and then read all three in order. I enjoyed the trilogy immensely. Ivan Doig has such a great writing style. His stories are funny and his wording is perfect. I have a few of his other books patiently waiting in line to be read. I have never heard a bad review about Ivan Doig and have a feeling that his other books will be just as enjoyable.

2. Outlander Series by Diana Gabaldon. There are seven books in this series so far, but she leaves you hanging at the end of the 7th, so I am anxiously awaiting the release of a new one. Outlander is the first book.

A friend of mine suggested that I read it, with the warning that not everyone could get into it. Of the people she had recommended the series to, about half really enjoyed it and the other half, not so much. Because of this warning, I started reading with the thought that I might not like it, which is never a good way to start a book. By about half way through though, I was hooked. I devoured the series and have to fight the urge daily to go knocking on Diana Gabaldon’s door to see if she is done with the next one yet. She is great at sucking you into the story and making you feel as though you are a part of it. A really enjoyable series, though I will warn you that there are some parts that are difficult to read.

3. The House at Riverton by Kate Morton. Believe it or not, I found this book for $1 at a sale. It didn’t look like it had ever been read, but it sounded good so I decided to give it a try. Boy am I glad I did! It is a great story filled with lots of characters and details. I was afraid I was going to get everyone mixed up, but it was actually really easy to keep people straight. The ending is totally unexpected, and leaves you speechless. I sat there saying “wow.. wow.. wow..” over and over again. It was that good. I hated to see it end, which is always the sign of a remarkable book.

There are more that I have really enjoyed, but I will leave you with these for now. If you are looking for a good book to read, you might want to check one of these out.

Do I Have To Stop At Five?

I would be most content if my children grew up to be the kind of people who think decorating consists mostly of building enough bookshelves.  ~Anna Quindlen, “Enough Bookshelves,” New York Times, 7 August 1991

This evening we stopped into our local Hastings to pick up a Friday night movie. Hastings happens to be one of my favorite stores because they have all the best things – movies, music and books. The problem with Hastings is that even though we go in with the intention of simply renting a movie, we usually end up drifting over to the books, where we proceed to torture ourselves for a lengthy period of time.

Tonight was no different. We went in for a movie and found ourselves over in the books. What was different though, is that they were having a used book sale. I have seen signs for Buy 2 Get 1 Free before, but they had always expired the day prior and I found myself walking away wondering why I was always a day late and more than a dollar short.

Not tonight, however. Tonight was different. I checked and double checked the Buy 5 Used books for $25 signs and was excited to learn that the sale goes on through tomorrow! We didn’t miss this one!

$5 for a book is a pretty good price and Rob and I have no problems whatsoever finding books that we would like to take home, so we spent the next hour perusing the aisles. It had been a while since we had bought any books, so being able to select five was an extra-special treat. 

For some reason, I never feel guilty when we buy books. I don’t know why. Most things I do, but not books. $25 on gas feels like a waste, but $25 on books feels like winning the lottery. I just wish we had more tickets.

Simply… Books

The Scholastic Book Fair is being held in the library this week. I could get myself into a whole lot of trouble there. Since I spend a majority of my day in the library, I have had many opportunities to wander around the great selection of books for sale. Every time I look, I find more that I want to buy. The kids have picked out quite a few that they would like, each of their teachers has a wish list that people can purchase from to donate to the class, there are many that I would enjoy. I have even found several that Rob would really like. 

This is the exact reason I have a love/hate relationship with bookstores. Love them, but don’t love how expensive they are. If you were to send me on a shopping spree, I would spend all my time and money in the bookstore. Forget clothes or shoes or fancy furniture. I would rather fill the house with  millions of pages of adventure. The problem is that I am usually not able to spend very much in the bookstore. For this very reason, I tend to avoid them.

On the other hand, I have become a huge fan of Amazon. I can find great used books, a lot of times for under $5, including shipping. When they arrive in the mail, they bring all their glorious history with them. The coffee ring on the cover. A random highlighted line. A smudge on page 32. It makes me stop and wonder where exactly the book had been. How many times had it been read before it made its way to me? By who, exactly? 

I’m getting way off track here. Back to the book fair. Quite frankly, it’s torture walking around through all those books all day, knowing that I must behave myself. Luckily, it only lasts until Friday morning, then we’ll pack it all back up and it will be business as usual. I should be able to behave myself until then. At least the school library lets me take home as many books as I want. The only downside is that I eventually have to give them back…