Friday, February 25, 2005

"Silver Rose," by Jane Feather, c. 1987

(entry edited Feb 27th - new passage added)

This copy comes from booksfree.com. I started this one last night :) Shall let you know how I feel about the book over the next day or two.

I collect quotes as I read. These ones are fun, poetical, or even philosophical. Take what you like, and leave the rest. Note that these aren't necessarily the "best" in the book. These happen to be close to the spot where I stopped reading each night.

Oliver was a rake, untrustworthy, and emotionally shallower than a birdbath ... p18

She was listening with half an ear to Gertude, who was complaining that her copper kettles needed resoldering and the tinker hadn't been by in six months. "Send Sam to the Romany encampment. I'm sure there'll be someone there skilled at mending pots."
Gertrude frowned. "Them Romanies are trouble, m'lady. Don't want 'em around 'ere. There'll steal the tears outta yer eyes soon as look at you."
"They need work," Ariel stated with a slight dismissive gesture. "If they're treated courteously." She moved toward the pantries, leaving Gertrude muttering her disagreement. It was not a disagreement she would voice openly so Lady Ariel, whose tolerance for Romanies was well known, if disapproved of. p250
[comment: I remember being curious about gypsies when I was a teen. Now the net is about I have more access to information. Seeing this passage rekindled by fascination. I like the sentence about the "tears."]

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

Books read since January 7th, 2005 --

Cameo Lake, by Susan Wilson, c. 2001 -- link goes to blog as it's from the library. See entry of February 5th, 2005
The Longer The Thread by Emma Lathen, c. 1971
All Around The Town by Mary Higgins Clark, c. 1992
Writers Writing edited by Jenny Brown and Shona Munro, c. 1993
Room For One More by Virginia Nielsen, c. 1987
The Virgin Blue by Tracy Chevalier, c. 1997
A Mother's Reflection, by Elissa Ambrose, c. 2003 -- link goes to blog as it's from booksfree.com, see entry of January 18, 2005
Untie My Heart by Judith Ivory, c. 2002
A Warrior's Vow, by Marilyn Tracy, c. 2003 -- link goes to blog as it's from booksfree.com, see entry of January 7, 2005
Horse Heaven by Jane Smiley, c. 2000

Monday, February 14, 2005

See entry of January 29th, 2005 -- I now have my library copy of "Heart of a Woman," by Maya Angelou.

Sunday, February 06, 2005

"Murder on Embassy Row," by Margaret Truman, c. 1984 -- Book 12 of 2005

(entry edited Feb 12 -- to include passages from book)

This copy comes from booksfree.com and will be read after I finish my current read, "Cameo Lake," by Susan Wilson, c. 2001.

I collect quotes as I read. These ones are fun, poetical, or even philosophical. Take what you like, and leave the rest. Note that these aren't necessarily the "best" in the book. These happen to be close to the spot where I stopped reading each night.

"What is it about you, Sal, that keeps you from enjoying what you have instead of chasing after what you don't have?" p176
[comment: yes, it's cliche, but dang, i still like it :)]

Saturday, February 05, 2005

"Cameo Lake," by Susan Wilson, c. 2001 -- book 11 of 2005

(entry edited daily Feb 7th - 11th -- quotes added)

This copy comes from the library. I imagine I'll start this one tomorrow as I only have about 50 pages left on my current read (The Longer The Thread by Emma Lathen, c. 1971).

Cheers.

I collect quotes as I read. These ones are fun, poetical, or even philosophical. Take what you like, and leave the rest. Note that these aren't necessarily the "best" in the book. These happen to be close to the spot where I stopped reading each night.

Flakes of conversation from earlier in the day surrounded me. p48

The humidity was layered over the lake like whipped cream over a pie. p77

I wrote for a couple of hours, but my work was slow and mainly disjointed. The impulse which had given me my conflict had leveled out and now I had the technical work to do, the weaving of foreshadowing and believable character reaction. It was a little hard getting back to work on Monday morning, just like a real job. I was fidgety and eventually I abandoned the attempt and climbed into my [swim] suit. p144
[comment: any quote on writing intrigues me]

In theory we were to examine and rebuild our life, with the aid of a high-priced therapist. In practice, we just built new lives, the hub of our defeated marriage at the center, threads here and there crossing which would always keep us connected, but not close. p220

I tried to stand and shake off the enervation. I needed to pack, to gather our belongings spread from one corner to the other of the cabin, load the big car, and go home. Yet as I sat there, letting the dark cultivate my fears within its protective shield, a petri dish for my emotions and fears. p190
[comment: I like the petri dish analogy]