Reading in Reykjavík

...someone who is willing to admit the real purpose of most cookbooks .

I hit on a sale at one of the charity shops I occasionally visit - any 10 books for a fixed price - and since there were some books there I wanted and buying 5 of them full price would cost more than getting 10 on sale, I went browsing and found five more I wanted. I got one more from the free books basket, and another two from another charity shop, a total of 13. In the background is the biggest of my TBR bookcases: What I got was: A French book of portraits of farm animals and their owners. Have I mentioned that I love photography books? If I haven't, well: now you know; A sampler of English poetry through the ages (I have the big Norton Anthology of English Literature , but this is something I can read in bed without breaking my nose if I fall asleep reading it); A Nancy Mitford novel - I have had her books recommended to me by several people and this one especially; Les Misérables , which I actually also have as an ebook, but this is a newer translation. One day I hope...

It's quite tempting to also list those pieces of poetry and hymns quoted (some extensively) but not mentioned by title, but I will resist. If I go down that road it will become endless toil and spoil the reading for me. I may have missed some, but I hope not many. Play: Coriolanus by Shakespeare Poetry: "La Jeune captive" by André Chénier "The Castaway" by William Cowper Folk ballad: "Puir Mary Lee" (Scottish) Literature: Arabian Nights

I've been a bad, bad girl and bought me some books. The attempt to diminish the TBR stack by buying only books I strictly think I might keep has flown out the window. The TBR challenge, however, is still on, although it has slowed to a crawl. I give you last week's book haul: I love travelogues and like to read about foreign countries and I also like to read memoirs, especially those of people in interesting jobs and/or exotic locations. Therefore I was quite thrilled to find a number of such books. There was a travelogue about Paraguay ( At the Tomb... ), a country I have hitherto only visited once before in a book (Greene's Travels with my Aunt ) and a book describing France - a country I think I should know more about since I am learning the language and am about to reach the step of deciding whether or not to splurge on a month of language school in the country. The Seven Pillars of Wisdom of course combines memoir and travelogue and although I have an ebook ed...

Today's prompt on Booking Through Thursday concerns summer reading: Do your reading habits change in the summer? Do you take your books outside more? Do you curl up in the air conditioning? Do you read fluff instead of serious books? Are you too busy playing in the sun or gardening or whatever to read much at all? My reading habits do not change all that much during the summer. I don't read more outside - living where I do means that for it to be warm enough for comfortable outside reading it has to be sunny, and I burn easily. I do love to read on my living room sofa with the balcony doors open and a breeze wafting in the sounds and smells of summer. Only yesterday I was reading and the room was filled with the heady scent of newly mown grass - wonderful! Neither do I exchange brain food for brain candy in the summer - my reading is always an eclectic mix of both - but I do tend to read shorter books and to reread more. My summer rea...

I came across this a couple of days ago: It was during the first days of my librarian career that I found copies of Harlequin books in the drawer of my little metal desk. The previous librarian, who was less than a week away from being discharged, informed me that the dogeared pages of those romantic books would always be hotly sought after by soldiers. “Be mindful of those Harlequins,” he briefed me. “Never let soldiers bring them to their barracks. Or it will be YOU who gets into trouble.” My Little Library in Anatolia by Kaya Genc (follow the link to read the whole article

After I wrote the last entry I picked up the book again and read it more or less in one session. Final thoughts:  All the character descriptions are brilliant. Some characters are summed up in one pithy sentence or one short paragraph, and you know exactly what kind of people they are, and yet none of the primary or secondary characters are stereotypes, because their words and actions then take over and show them to be more than mere cardboard cut-outs. This takes skill. The disapproving Mrs. Yorke, for example, is shown to hate youth and beauty, but is perfectly capable of changing her mind about said youth and beauty when it is suffering (e.g. Mr. Moore), when she turns out to be a mother hen type. There are passages that seem to serve no particular purpose, or which at least could have been shorter, but taken altogether the story does not sag badly at any time. It sails on at its own pace and gets there in the end. I am certain there are readers who would have wished the e...