Codex Born

Codex Born by Jim C. Hines (Book 2 Magic Ex Libris

☆☆☆☆/5

6/40 ish THE GREAT READING BINGE OF 2016
Genre: Fantasy/Sci Fi

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Libraries kept you from being alone…Books were your friends growing up. Your companions, your teachers…How many of those friends understood you as well as books did? Every book opened your mind, showed you the infinite paths that lay before you. Each one connected you to another soul.

This one wasn’t as good as the first but still a very fun read. I stand by my statement if Harry Dresden and Thursday Next had an alternate Universe baby, it would be this series. Issac Vainio is a libromancer. A person who can manipulate matter from books and make them real. He fights vampires and werewolves and protects the mundanes from Rouge libromancers and dark magic. Lena is his Dyrad girlfriend (kinda) who is a character personified into reality.

Issac and Lena find themselves in a prickly situation and once again, the Porters come and require his aid. Mysterious libromancers of unknown orgin, bugs made of metal, untouched magic, the story unfolds to reveal a dark truth about Guttenberg and the history of Libromancy. It also puts who Lena is under the microscope and she truly discovers what it means to be what she is.

If your seriously jonesing for something to read after the Dresden Files, read this. If your a Scifi/Fantasy buff, read it. There were so many cool and nerdy references  (from Doctor Who, Tolkein, and The Princess Bride) that my inner geek was pleased.

Highly recommended! Make sure you read the first one. XD

Beneath the anger and, if I were honest, the overwhelming terror, a part of me was looking forward to this. It was the part of me that cheered for every David-and-Goliath tale of the underdogs triumphing over impossible odds and unbeatable foes.

It was time to slay a dragon.

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The Importance of Libraries

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I volunteer once a week at my local library. For 2 hours, every Wednesday morning, I disappear into the stacks, fondle and smell books and make the shelves look pretty. It also gives me an opportunity to see books I typically wouldn’t look at and I usually bring home a pile. I started volunteering because I was at a very bad point in my life. I hated my job working food service. My anxiety was keeping me house ridden, and I wasn’t reading. I was depressed and suicidal and volunteering made me happy.

Why are libraries so important? First and foremost: the access of resources. Free internet. Printing. Copy machines. Essentially information. Librarians are like Google of the book world. Anything you ever wanted to know or learn can come from your library. It allows access to those who don’t have the resources to have them. Homeless. Less fourtunate. Etc.

Community: most libraries offer free community programs to attend. Book groups. Arts and crafts. Author visits. Childrens Story Circles. Crafting. Gaming. Knitting. They usually have a little something for everyone.

Free: READING. God knows I can support my habit otherwise, right? Unlimited access to the written word. For free.

E Lending: Heard of Overdrive? Instant access to e books, audiobooks, etc and you don’t even need to leave your house. Instant download to the device of your choosing. No late fees. You only need a library card. Which is free.

With a library card, you can open a door to an endless stream of information.

For an avid reader like me, the library gives me ability to read new books, old books and learn. It’s warm. Comfortable. And feels like home.

Take advantage of the services your library has to offer. 🙂

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None of the Above

None of the Above by I.W. Gregario

☆☆☆☆☆/5

5/40 THE GREAT READING BINGE OF 2016
Genre: YA/LGBT/Fiction

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Give me a moment while I collect myself. This book hit really close to home to my heart.

This is a book about a young woman. Krissy. Track star. Perfect boyfriend. The “In” crowd. Friends who’ve been friends since the diaper years. And then she learns something. She learns that she is intersex. Or the more dis-used term, hermaphrodite. She is a woman with internal testicals.

This is a story about her journey and discovering who she is and what makes a woman a woman. People with AIS tend to be women. Without female internal organs. Which can only be found out during an ultrasound. They appear to be women but don’t have the internal plumbing. Surgery is often performed to remove the testicals. And Krissy’s journey was a hard one to read. The bullying. The name calling. And for once I was pleased the adults seemed sensible.

This book was about identifying with yourself and what makes you YOU. It was a very informative read and I learned alot. These women are not transgender and there is quite a bit about different types of intersex people (while Krissy was researching.)

This hits close to home because my brother came out as transgender and decided to go through the M-to-F transition. She is now known as Isabelle and I love her as much as I loved my brother. Nothing will change that and I will fight for her and people like her with every breath in my body.

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Growing up, my brother was my best friend. I have so many good memories of Alex and I growing up. As an adult I embrace Isabelle for her courage, her humor, and her bravery. I grew up with a brother, and as an adult, I gained an older sister. I’m okay with that. And I accept it because it’s who she is and who she wants to be and that makes her happy. Which all I want for my siblings is to BE HAPPY.

I HIGHLY recommend this book. It was soooooooo good and I felt myself tearing up as Krissy was discovering herself.

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Goodnight Tweetheart

Goodnight Tweetheart by Teresa Medeiros

☆☆☆☆/5

4/40 ish THE GREAT READING BINGE OF 2016
Genre: Chicklit

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She supposed this was what came of pouring your heart out to a total stranger. Mooning over old photos, while listening to the lonely wails of a saxaphone, two cats your only company

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Finding love in 140 characters or less. Down and out Oprah Book Club author Abbey is lonely. She’s stuck on her second book. And is close to becoming a reclusive crazy cat lady. Her publisher signs her up for Twitter and asks her to reach out to her readers. So, armed with her coffee stained sweats and Buffy the Mouse Slayer and Willow Tum-Tum, she starts to tweet. And meets someone. The story unfolds, and filled with wit and humor, it sums up what social media is capable of to love someone you’ve never met.

I LOVED this book. It was hilarious, filled with witty banter and I found myself laughing out loud throughout the whole thing. I saw alot of myself in Abbey and how social media can affect someone. Also tons of pop culture references which pleased my inner nerd.

I read it in one sitting and highly recommend it to everyone who wants a simple love story. If your a cat lady READ IT. Keep in mind that it basically a printed out Twitter convo.

A: I like to think of it as one of the places I keep myself. That way I never lose myself.
M: What if you can’t remember where you were you lost yourself? What if it’s to late to go back and look?
A: It’s never too late. As Cicero said ‘As long as there’s life, there’s hope.
M: I thought that was John Lennon. But either way, they’re both dead aren’t they?
A: Maybe they were both wrong. Maybe hope never dies not even when we do.

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Meeting the English

Meeting the English by Kate Clanchy

☆☆☆/5

3/40 (ish) THE GREAT READING BINGE OF 2016

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Being alive was the bastard. Being alive was the pits. When you were alive, you just had to close your eyes and hope you’d wake up dead.

This book was incredibly English in tone. It was a bit hard to plow through but plow through it I did.

This was a book about the dysfunctional family. Cast of Characters: Phillip (father, playwright, recent stroke victim), Shirin (Phillips young Iranian wife),  Myfanwy (Phillips ex wife and housekeeper), Jake (Phillips degenerate cocaine addled son), Juliet (Phillips fat obsessed, body image issued daughter) and Struan  (the young Scottish man hired to care for Phillip.) The year is 1989 and the stage is set.

It was unique in a way that described the family dynamic. Each character had a role and a plot and it all intermingled and set the tone of the story. The overall plot: The Pyr’s hire Struan to care for Phillip and being a Scottish boy in England for the first time, learns about the dysfunctional family syndrome. It really did read like a play in bits.

I really couldn’t grasp the tone or launguage of the book but the plot was subtle enough to keep me going. It was a chore until the last third of the book, in which I was quite relieved to be done with it. The ending was a bit abrupt and I felt the characters lost themselves along the way.

It was good in its own right but not one I’m likely to revisit anytime soon.

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My Book Nook

I have for the LONGEST TIME, wanted a space solely for reading. My dream evolved around a comfy chair, a lamp and a safe cozy place to read.

I got it in February of this year after many pleas to my man unit to let me convert a corner of my apartment into a book Nook.

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The decluttering process was grueling. But I managed it. And I scoped out a non recliner rocker and purchased it from Amazon.

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Complete with Tardis lamp, a side table, and handmade throw pillows, my book nook became a reality.

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I was even able to put my art on the walls. (Harry Potter diaramma, signed Neil Gaiman poster…).

What my ultimate goal was, was to have a comfy space to read that wasn’t the bed. Living in a one bedroom apartment can be both maddening and feel like a cracker box at times. But, we learn to make due with the space provided. 2 of my bookshelves are in this area (2/7) and I usually stack my library books next to my chair. It’s also where I spend my mornings drinking my coffee and cuddling a lap cat.

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When she doesn’t steal my comfy chair, that is. 😉

Having a reading space is important. So important. It’s like a shrine to the literary gods. A place of solace and solitude. It’s a place that is safe and I can find my center.

I still read on the couch, in bed, in the tub, and in my car. But having my book book made me happy. 🙂

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Books that Stick

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I remember watching the Disney version of Beauty and the Beast and being completely enamored by the Beasts library. I was around 4 or 5 at the time and even had a Beauty and the Beast themed birthday party. I wanted that library. So bad. I was also an avid “Reading Rainbow” fan. And belonged to the Pizza Hut Book Club. XD

The first book I ever remember reading was a Box Car Childrens book. It was my first chapter book and I had gotten it from my P.E. teacher who encouraged reading by giving out books as rewards. I was a goner from there. I read Animorphs, everything by Judy Blume. I am a first Gen Potter head. (I had to WAIT for the books and was the same age as Harry with each book release). But what books really stuck with me through the years?

Where the Red Fern Grows by Wilson Rawls. My 5th grade teacher read it to us as a class and I reread it every so years and still bawl like a baby.

Clan of the Cave Bear by Jean M. Auel. I was 13 when my mom handed me a copy and the next 2 in the series. Yes, a 13 year old probably wouldn’t have a good idea about rape but it solidified my love for historical fiction.

LOTR and The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkein. My Gma had copies and we had a 60’s set that I devoured. I have since replaced my copies and I read them every few years.

Anne of Green Gables by L.M. Montgomery. I was in 6th grade when I read this. Our school participated in an Accelerated Reading Program and I was the only one brave enough to read it to get all the points. I loved it and loved the red headed Anne and her misadventures.

Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling. I mentioned being a first gen Potter nerd. First editions for my Birthday and then going to see the movies. I always donate a copy around Christmas. Because HP changed my childhood into something magical. And I’m still waiting on my Hogwarts letter.

I could make an endless list of books that changed me. The Belgarid and The Mallorian by David Eddings. Douglas Adams. Black Beauty. But then I might start rambling.

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I got lucky. My parents always encouraged my reading. It kept me quiet and it occupied my time. It let me live many lives and escape the turmoils of the world around me and embrace a world of literature. As an adult, I have well over 300 paper books in my apartment and about 400 on my kindle. (Yes, I read both.)

Nothing makes me happier than spending time with a good book, a lap cat and a cup of tea. 🙂

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