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Tuesday, June 30, 2009

July's Pick Is.....

As of today, I have two votes for The Girl, two votes for InkHeart and two votes for either. Thanks for nothing, you gize! Just kidding. Thanks, really, for making me make a decision. For selfish reasons, I'm going to select The Girl Who Could Fly by Victoria Forester. I've read it already, so maybe I can come up with some fun things to do throughout the month. I guess it's not selfish if I want to take advantage of it to do things for you! :D

So, dig in! Happy reading!!!

"It's the oddest/sweetest mix of Little House on the Prairie and X-Men. I was smiling the whole time (except for the part where I cried). Prepare to have your heart warmed."
-Stephanie Meyer

"You just can't keep a good girl down...unless you use the proper methods.
Piper McCloud can fly. Just like that. Easy as pie.
Sure, she hasn't mastered reverse propulsion and her turns are kind of sloppy,
but she's real god at loop-the-loops.
Problem is, the good folk of Lowland County are afraid of Piper.
And her ma's at her wit's end...."
-taken from the inside cover of the book

Sunday, June 28, 2009

July July July

OMGOSH! I'm freeeeking out over choosing a book. I don't know why. It makes me giggle with uncomfortableness because I'm embarrassed and not sure it'll be a gooder choice than some of the ones gone by. But, it ain't gonna pick itself, now is it? Reading everyone's reviews of These Is My Words has this little twang a-ringin' in my head. Sorry that it's spillin' into my writin'.

I was going to pick a Jodi Piccoult book, but after only the first 14 pages, I'd read the 'f' word twice and decided that wouldn't be good. I don't want to subject anyone to reading foul language.

Soooooooo.....I have two selections and I'd like to hear your thoughts.

Selection A

The Girl Who Could Fly, by Victoria Forester. This is a light-hearted, pretty easy read. Several weeks ago, I came across a recommendation for this book from Stephanie Meyer on her website. She describes it as something like Little House on the Prairie meets XMen. I would have to agree. I quite enjoyed it. I really mean it when I say light-hearted. It isn't meaty and there won't be much to sink your teeth into. Even so, I think you'll like it too, and find it entertaining. It gets 4 out of 5 stars on Amazon.

Selection B

(sorry about the click to look inside thingy - it's dumb)

I recently watched this movie. I was aghast and spellbound. I was thrilled and impressed. Knowing how much more enjoyable a book is than a movie, I decided I had to read it and then decided that maybe it could be part of the vote this month. This book gets 4.5 out of 5 stars on Amazon and a lot of rave reviews. I think it would be fascinating.

So, there it is. Lay it on me. What do you think?

Full of Excuses

Been an interesting month. I'm sorry that I haven't read the book, especially after reading the raving reviews! There's nothing I love more than a good swoon. I gotta meet that Jack feller. I think Landee is disappointed in me for not reading.

Excuse Number 1: I dug out an old cross-stitch and I haven't been able to tear myself away from it. Then I got a new one, put the old one on the shelf and I'm obsessed with the new one.

Excuse Number 2: I got a puppy. I only get to sew when I have peace that she's recently poo'ed or pee'd outside, when the kids are keeping her busy or when she's asleep (making sewing time all that more precious). I get less sleep at night because she needs a poo or pee at 3 am.

Excuse Number 3: I somehow mysteriously acquired a double stress fracture in my foot. So, I'm now hobbling around with this big ol' boot on.

Excuse Number 4: This summer break thing with the kids is killing me. How can children with a huge yard, hundreds of toys, two different game consoles, DS's, slip and slides, water balloons, etc. find time to argue with each other and complain to me all day about being bored and needing something fun to do?

These are all mostly bogus excuses, since all a'you found the time and ability to get it read. But, I will be checking out the chat momentarily. And, I heard that I am the book selector for July...? Yes? Can't wait to tell you what my thoughts are about that. Post upcoming tomorrow.

These is the official discussion

First, I have to say "These is Markie's Words" made me laugh so hard I cried. Which I needed, because I had just finished this book and was crying so hard, I needed a good laugh. I now have a migraine, but am going to muscle through it for book club. There's just been too much death this week.
I can't believe how much I loved this book! I HATED the ending, but I LOVED this book. She had already been through so much sadness, I just thought, the least the author could do was let us all end on a high. So I have decided in my head to change the ending around a bit. See, after Sarah was dissed by the banker, and the bank owner found out his employee was rude to her and lost a $500 client, he was fired. Jack felt bad for the guy and helped him get a job as a firefighter. The court house caught on fire, and that banker guy thought he heard a baby crying and went to check it out. He got blown to bits. Jack felt bad and decided to move the family back to the ranch. April agreed, and came along. Upon arriving at the ranch, Sarah found out she was pregnant. The End.

This book made me laugh, and it made me cry. I hate to cry. My emotions were so up and down, I had to call in for some Prosac.
I was so sad when Clover died I had a hard time sleeping, I just kept thinking about it. Then today, I heard Howie screaming and crying in my bathroom. He kept saying his hand hurt so bad. I immediately thought of poor little Clover and his snake bite. It turned out, Howie had been messing around with Dwight's razor and cut his thumb up. I wished I had cheeped out and not bought the 5 blade. It gave me the willies.
I was so depressed when she married Jimmy. I kept wishing he would die. My wish came true. I was mad at his dying words. But, then I was glad because now Sarah wouldn't have feel sad over his loss.
Some parts that made me laugh:
Her church confession about not dying all her clothes black.
Her talking about the chickens getting fat (Landee mentioned it in more detail)
Markie's injun eating his ice cream.
Ernest's wife.....in my version of the story though, Sarah never held her tongue.

I loved Jack...deeply...from the time he held her in her skivvies while she confessed all her fears to him. He was always there to save her, even though she was more than capable of saving herself. I loved the letter she found in the book he never sent her. Other than the constantly running off to kill injun's, he was the perfect leading man. There are two more books in this saga, but I don't know if I can go on with out Jack. I'm pretty sure the author stuck with her ending instead of using mine.

So, let's get this discussion going. I say start with the sad and end with the happy. And please don't forget about the new ending. I don't want to hear any talk of Jack dying, or it's all over.

These is my reviews (with gramatical errors as I've had no formal edukshun)

Dear diary,
I can't tell you how happy I was when Hotpants picked this book for our humble book club. See, I had been wantin' to read it somethin' fierce ever since I heard of it, but I done made a deal with the devil, swearin' I wouldn't read it until the devil done read it first. I thought about reading the book every day, just like Sarah thought about reading that one book that Capt Elliot kept from her.

Anyhow, when Hotpants unknowingly found me a loophole in the devil's plan, and I devoured the book like a dust storm devouring an Apache warrior on the plains.

I have much more to say about it, but I'm plum out of time as my mom called in the middle of writing this and I talked to her for over an hour, dagnabit. Just know that I loved the book, a piece of me died with it, and I heart mustaches. So masculine.

Do Me Right Hot Pants.....Do Me RIGHT.

This book was srsly so good I just recommended it to a local book club I have here in the summer. That says a lot you gize. I agree with everything y'all said. Except I side with Cristin on the book Cap'n Elliot never gave back to her. It was perfect.....perfectly poignant and sad and romantic all at once. It somehow worked for me just right. What a nice change of pace and genre for our little non-exclusive book club! To emphasize my love for this book I am going to quote some of my fave passages:

"Jack Elliot, I told him, I love you every way there is to love a man...........I said it. I told him how much I loved him and he didn't slip away. He didn't even flinch or look the other direction, but lapped it up like he'd been waiting a long time to hear it."

"Sarah, he says, it isn't like I'm some old codger you have to coddle. Well, I told him, I want you healthy, to be sure that someday you are. He just smiled at me and put his arms around me. Then, right in front of the children,......................he put his hands on my face and kissed me hard...............................I love you, Mrs. Elliot, Jack said out loud..............I love you too, Captain Elliot, I said. Fine example you're setting for our children, though. Yes, indeed, he said. I want them to know that I love you and just how much, too. And that I don't leave you because that feeling's not there, but I stay alive because it is."

This AND Michael Jackson dying in the same week?! I'm not sure my emotional bookshelf can hold such a collection.

::running off to sob::

Sarah Prine is my hero!

First of all. I LOVE LOVE LOVE this book. It has everything I dearly love in a book: love, challenges, a strong main woman character, a handsome ornery, make me swoon every time I read about him kind of man. It made me laugh, cry, yell at the book and want to turn my eyes away from the page a few times. I wasn't half way through when I texted my girlie friend and said "You have to read this... HAVE to!!!". I started reading it on the exercise bike and had to force myself to put it away long enough to take a shower. The rest of the day I just read and yelled at my kids to be quiet. It feels like it's been a long time since I read something that I couldn't put down.

Second, I screamed (yes screamed) when she married that no good awful, Jimmy and I cried for her when he died and she found out he never loved her. Her pain is my pain.

Third, I felt like I was with her the whole time, I was afraid, excited, sad and felt all funny inside when Jack kissed her. It was AWESOME!!!!!!!!!

Fourth, though I don't think I would want to experience all that she went through, and it would be a hard life, I'm still fascinated by that time and all her life experiences and kind of wished I was there with her. I love her strength and found her weaknesses to be endearing.

Fifth, I'm glad she never read that book. I loved that he carried that book with him every time he left and that she put it away when he died. I can't even explain why I do, it just felt right. By the way did anyone else about die of heartache when you read that letter he wrote her but never finished or sent????

Sixth, I hate it when a book ends kind of sad. I just do, I cried for her and for me when Jack died. I'm still a little sad. They love each other....how can he die on her??? They were both still young....sniff sniff. I'm still not over it...

Still in mourning,

I Do Declare!! (These Is Landee)

I have some confessions to make.

Confession #1: This was going to be my book club selection and then HotTrousers stoled it. You can ask Jenny. I told her about it weeks before Amy came in and stole my thunder like the little buckaroo that she is. And I'm madder than a wet hen about it!

K, now that that is out of the way..... LOVED IT!!!

I have a feeling that a) had Sarah Prine been a real person and b)I had lived back in those dadgum days in the Arizona Territory we would have been like two peas in a pod. We would have stood back to back and shot those Indians and cattle rustlers and not lost any sleep over it. We would have been birthin' babies and baking cornbread together. She was so clever and witty and said things brilliantly. I loved her. I've decided that THAT is the mark of a good book for me.... if I wanna be BFFs or make-out with a main character, then it's good.

That brings me to Capt. Jack Elliot. ::swoon:: Well, I do declare! That man was purely desirable! I loved it when she said that every time she would think of Capt. Jack in an "inappropriate way" then she'd go feed the chickens... and those chickens were gettin' fat. He seemed to be everything she needed and nothing she didn't.

Confession #2: Jack Elliot was no "Edward" for me... and it was because of his mustache. I couldn't ever reeeeeeally love a man with a mustache. I mean, a mustache? Really? Oh well... I don't have any room for a legitimate crush in my life right now anyway. I did love him though. Deeply. For what he was for Sarah & how he felt about her. I do question, though, why he never gave her that book back. I mean, I get it. I reckon he needed it for his own personal reasons but she wasn't ever able to read it! I would think that after they were married--like on their wedding night or something--he should have given it to her. Just so she could read it and then give it back even. It just seemed bizarre that he kept that a secret from her. I didn't find it as touching as the author had intended.

Confession #3: I would not have lasted 10 minutes in 1881 in the AZ Territory, let alone long enough to birth babies and bake cornbread with Sarah.

Confession #4: If I ever met Jimmy Reed I would slap him across the face and knee him in his netherparts. Dadburn fool. I wish he would have died by becoming a pin cushion for the indians rather than that cute old guy across the way. He got off easy with a little back-breaking if you ask me.

Confession #5: My favorite part of this story was how it was written. Such an interesting format and way to write. Sarah's voice was a pure delight to read. I long to be as witty & clever as she is. It's true.... having the smarts has nothing to do with your edumakashun.

Confession #6: This would have been a better review but I loaned my book to Standsmom and it had all my favorite parts marked and all my notes in the margins.

These is Markie's Words

Life was tough in the western frontier in the late 1800’s. Living in constant danger of attack from indians, outlaws, train robbers, poisonous snakes, and mother nature, is enough to make most people “check out” like Sarah’s mom did, and never check back in.

Not people like me and Sarah Prine though. We eat nails for breakfast, barbed wire for lunch, and bullets for dinner. We never go tharn in the face of danger. We are hunger game survivors from district 12. We destroy demon hordes with scribbled on runes and a broken stele. We shoot wamp rats in our T-16’s no bigger than a parasite named Wanda. The forest is our baseball field. We snatch decorative river rocks from the gods just so we can chuck ‘em into a volcano.

Reading about Sarah’s adventures reminded me of some the harrowing experiences I have lived through in my own life. Yes, even 100 years after Sarah Prine, life is still rough living in the southwest. I decided that I should share some of my own struggles; so that I might also strengthen and inspire others during their own tough times.

These is MY words

June 16, 1967
My older brothers were goin’ to Mormon night at Disneyland. I wanted to go so bad I was about to bust my britches. My brothers didn’t want me taggin’ along onacuzza I was only 6 and they wouldahadta babysit me all the time. My mama sez, sorry Markie you is too young to go this year, maybe you can go next year.

June 21, 1969
My skool showed movies in the gym during the summer for us kids to watch. They gave away door prizes and I wanted to win me one of them prizes real bad. I finally got my number called, and got to pick a prize, but all that was left was a dumb old can of play dough.

February 12, 1977
Injun trouble! My folks went and got us one of them Navajo’s from the church placement program. His name’s Marvin. Last nite we was all sleepin’ in our beds, and Marvin creeps downstairs all quiet like and eats the rest of the ice cream we was keeping in the ice box. I was gonna eat that ice cream the next day you see, and I knowed that Marvin knowed it and wanted to get it first. I also knowed it was him that done it cuz everyone knows if you got a injun livin’ in your house that for sure he’s gonna eat the last of the ice cream.

April 19, 1981
Here I is in Guatemala. It’s plenty hot and humid here and just about all they got to eat is beans, and them beans is blacker than hot tar at midnight. Today we go a knockin’ on a door and I hears a voice comin’ from the other side sayin’ “no hay ninguno” which they taught me in the Mishunary training center means “nobody’s home”. But I knowed someone was home ‘cause if no one was home then nobody could have said them words behind that door.

February 19, 1983
Went skiing and stayed in a real nice lodge. After skiing all day my legs and feet was real tired and sore so I wanted to take a Jacuzzi bath, but turns out the hot tub wasn’t really very hot, and the jets weren’t workin’ right.

July 9, 1987
Our first baby is born. The nurse had to deliver her cuz the doctor was runnin’ late. When the doctor finally got there he yelled at the nurse cuz she handed him a gown that had a little spot of blood on it. I don’t know what she was thinkin’. How is a doctor supposed to work in those kinda condishuns, you know… in a gown… with a spot of blood on it.

December 3, 1991
Our second baby is born. I was gettin’ tired of waitin’ for her to come, and getting’ hungry besides, so I goes down to the vending machine to get a Snickers, but guess what? They is all out of Snickers so I gotta choose between one of them other candy bars that I don’t like as much.

August 3, 2004
A terrible nasty virus is goin’ around, and word is it’s caused by some kind of worm, and I done gone and got my computer infected. I had to spend a couple hours tryin’ to figure out how to get rid of it.

April 16, 2009
I go to watch American Idol that I recorded on my Media Center PC, only the show done run on too long so the end is all cut off. So now I gotta go download it so as I can see the rest.

April 28, 2009
We is at a bar that some folks calls a “tavern” and all my family got them there new fangled iPhones, only I ain’t got none.

May 28, 2009
Viruses is still goin’ around and wiping out poor defenseless computers. Some of my nieces done got themselves infected. Some even had to get new laptops onacuzza the dang viruses.

June 9, 2009
We is at Disneyland, only we keep wantin’ to ride Space Mountain but it keeps breakin’ down. We even got us one of them fast passes but it don’t do us no good cuz the ride is broke down. We only got to ride it one time. Then I goes to git me a bowl of my favorite clam chowder and I find out they done changed the recipe. The new chowder aint as good as the old chowder. From now on I’ll get the gumbo instead, cuz I like the gumbo too, and they ain’t changed that recipe.

Well, I hope all that talk of blood and thievin’ injuns didn’t make you go tharn and not come back.

I loved These Is My Words. I devoured it like southern grits with possum gravy. If I hadn’t already had the big V (the gentleman’s preventative) I’d give Amy my next born child out of gratitude.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

These is my reminder to you's

What? It's already the end of the month?!?! Where has my life gone? Where did MJ's life go? Well, hopefully you have finished the book this month and are ready for the discussion, because it's tomorrow night! Eeeeeek! I'm in charge and if I don't do good, JEspy will be angry with me and not allow me these privilege again. I is scared! So as a reminder, tomorrow everyone will post their reviews and disable the comments. I will post my review and enable the comments for us all to discuss together. So gather all your deepest thoughts and feelings together and prepare yourself for a night to remember. 9:00pm MST. Be there, or be square.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Guess What...

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This humble lil book club has come a long way. Thanks to everyone who helps to keep it going. In honor of this special day, I have declared it Book Club Day, and there will be no school. Feel free to share your favorite book club moment in the comments...