Tuesday, December 30, 2008


river deep, by rowan coleman, c. 2004 wcl

half of a yellow sun, by chimamanda ngozi adiche, c. 2006 bc6295472
in the winter dark, by tim winton, c.1988 lcl

Monday, December 29, 2008

quotes#994534 My one hundred adventures

Is this what it is to get older, to have adventures you can no longer tell your family because you are moving apart from them? Is this why my mother likes to have Ned around, so that she has someone to whom she can always tell her adventures? Or do you grow up and have adventures you tell no one? Are some adventures only yours alone? Will my mother have adventures she won't even tell Ned? p257

Ginny feels bad that she can't help me and is very upset with her mother, who doesn't seem to care that camp is making Ginny miserable. That ginny counted on her summer to work on her dress designs. Now at the end of her day she is too tired to be creative. She says she feels like a steam kettle with a plugged hole. Any moment she will pop. p140

Sunday, December 28, 2008

quotes#148894 The Wedding-Night Affair

"I am still a woman," she added waspishly, despite some people seeming to think I am a cross between a robot and a scarecrow." p72

Owen groaned. "You're a hard woman."
"Don't be silly. I'm as soft as butter."
"Yeah, straight out of the freezer." p15

Friday, December 26, 2008

quotes#733852 Great possessions

It was not Flynn's fault that at nineteen she felt as dried-out as the ostrich egg Margot kept in her drawing room, gaily painted, fragile and empty. p232

Lonnie cupped her hand round one of the flowers, feeling the coolness of the petals and breathing in the fragrance that rose from its golden heart, and felt comforted. She ought not to have needed comfort; most people would have seen her as the luckiest girl in the world, but Lonnie knew that always, except when she was holding Rosemary [child] or was completely swept away by the sexual passion of which she was vaguely ashamed, there was something missing in her life, an empty place waiting to be filled. p226
[cliche i know]

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

quotes#516008 Afterdark Princess

And Joe Quail wanted to laugh. He wanted to laugh and laugh until his sides split like baked apples. p95

"Of course," said Alice. "And once you have put on your moonglasses on you never forget. It's just that most people think there's only what they see wth their ordinary eyes. They don't realise that even the name, Forest Street, is a clue to the magic world secretly tucked inside the ordinary one lie a pea in a pod. They don't know about the Street Forest and they wouldn't want to. It's a funny thing, I don't know why, most people don't care for sorcery and danger." p22

Tuesday, December 23, 2008


the afterdark princess, by annie dalton, c. 1990 - wcl - predecessor to a book that i am currently reading

quotes#396888 the afterdark princess

Alice Fazackerly was not the kind of girl to give anyone a nasty surprise. She was as sensible as brown bread and butter. p1

Monday, December 22, 2008

quotes#718956 from my notebook Cinderella Rules

She didn't know why she'd worried about Shane needing to leave home for adventure. He'd just brought the adventure home to live with them. p398 [not profound but still good for me to note:]

Darby tried to squash the little leap of hope. Dangerous things, those little leaps. p377

anneke and i are going to read a few books together -- and will do the same with margaret as she gets into chapter books more.

the dream snatcher, by annie dalton, c. 1998 lcl

Wednesday, December 17, 2008


my one hundred adventures, by polly horvath, c. 2008 -- wcl - new red jfic
shadows on the shore, by jessica stirling, c. 1993 -- bc 6803169
turn left at bindi creek, by lynne wilding, c. 2000 -- lcl, paperback
50 management ideas you really need to know, by edward russell-walling, c. 2008 -- wcl new
contented dementia, by oliver james, c. 2008 -- wcl, new

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

quotes#893012 Comet in Moominland

"It's all over now," said Snufkin. "Don't cry any more Sniff."
"The garnets," Sniff moaned. "I didn't get a single one."
Snuffkin sat down beside him and said kindly: "I know. But that's how it is when you start wanting to have things. Now I just look at them, and when I go away I carry them in my head. Then my hands are always free, because I don't have to carry a suitcase."
"The garnets would have gone in the rucksack," said Sniff miserably. "You don't need hands for that. It's not the same thing at all just looking at them. I want to touch them and know they're mine."
"Never mind, Sniff. We're sure to find some more treasures," said Moomintroll comfortingly. "Now cheer up and get a move on. It's getting cold and creepy out here." p51

Friday, December 12, 2008


Bridget Jones's Diary, by Helen Fielding, c. 1996

Tuesday, December 09, 2008


The Mitford bedside companion, by Jan Karon, c.2006 - from patron
The wedding night affair, by Miranda Lee, c. 1999 bc 6782604
Comet in Moominland, by Tove Jansson, c. 1946 - request, ecl
The Cinderella rules, by Donna Kauffman, c. 2004 - request,ncl
Cole for Christmas, by Darlene Gardiner, c.2003 - wcl

Monday, December 08, 2008

quotes#128874 Chrissie the Wish Fairy

[only cos it's close to Christmas]

"How do they work?" Rachel wanted to know.
"My Magic Card makes sure Christmas cards spread Christmas wishes of joy around the world," Chrissie explained. "The magic of my wooden spoon makes Christmas food taste lovely, and means that wishes made by people stirring their Christmas puddings will be granted." p27

Saturday, December 06, 2008

quotes#170916 Singing bird

"I was thinking of something Proust wrote," he said, looking into the empty glass with a wry smile. "There is nothing like desire for preventing the things we say from having any resemblance to the things in our minds." p176

"Enough talk for two sets of teeth," Donal whispered. "But a great cook." p89

Thursday, December 04, 2008

quotes#274393 Singing Bird

At six o'clock, I waved goodbye to the cheery trio of removal men and went back inside. I stood for a while in the kitchen. The house was quiet. I opened the French windows and walked to the end of the garden. The brickwork glowed pink and gold in the evening sun. A frill of red leaves curled down the edge of the back wall. The scent of rosemary filled the air. I walked back up the path, wrapping my memories around me, like a cardigan. p43
[sold house]

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

quotes#552671 The Marriage Merger

"Great." She threw up her hands. "I'm not only a mendacious female, but I'm one with the memory span of a goldfish." p126