I Won’t Be On A Deserted Island, But I Still Had To Choose Some Books To Take Along

Happy Friday!

Every day of this past week has been a little crazy. A million things to do, places to go, and chores to finish. All of this so some vacation days can be enjoyed in the upcoming week. Why is there so much to do to actually be able to relax?

As always, I begin thinking about which books I want to bring with me when I go somewhere a few weeks in advance. I need choices. What type of book will I be in the mood to read? What if one stinks or what if I read way faster than normal (don’t laugh, it could happen) and need more books? Of course I’ll have my Kindle and that has more books than I could need. But always in the back of my mind, the thought lurks-a Kindle is an electronic device, it could fail. There’s no way I would ever not have traditional books with me. I’m totally ready in the event of a zombie-apocalypse, at least book and wine wise 😉

I decided a few days ago which books I would bring along. Those books are the ones inside the cute yellow bag. As I begin to read them I will share them with you all. There is one in particular that I am so excited to read. I decided at the last minute to throw in The Nest, because

A. I just picked it up a used copy thanks to a good review by a fellow book blogger. I had previously been on the fence about it. Thanks @eastcoastapproach

and

B. The cover is beautiful

Again, I need choices. Just like with clothes, what if something you thought was going to be good actually decides to be itchy or all of sudden fits weird? Yeah, I know you understand.

Also in my bag is my giant, somewhat water-damaged book of variety puzzles. It’s the thing with a bright green mechanical pencil sticking out of it. Yes, this officially makes me a hundred and four, but sometimes I do want to do a word search or crypt-o-gram puzzle. No shame.

There are three magazines inside as well. Two I haven’t read and the third has a list of the best bookstores in the south, one of which I hope to be visiting next week. If I do get the chance to go, I will take you all with me (at least in pictures).

Currently I’m halfway through reading Child 44 by Tom Rob Smith.

It’s the first book in a trilogy that takes place in Russia. I’m sort of on a Russian kick- if reading two books in row that take place in Russia equals a Russian kick? I’ve read The Farm by Smith last year and enjoyed that as well.

Amazon synopsis:

Stalin’s Soviet Union is an unofficial paradise, where citizens live free from crime and fear only one thing: the all-powerful state. Defending this system is idealistic security officer Leo Demidov, a war hero who believes in the iron fist of the law. But when a murderer starts to kill at will and Leo dares to investigate, the State’s obedient servant finds himself demoted and exiled. Now, with only his wife at his side, Leo must fight to uncover shocking truths about a killer-and a country where “crime” doesn’t exist.

So far so good!

Last but never least, the red and white top sticking out of my bag belongs to one of my favorite wines called Jam Jar. It’s a red sweet shiraz and it’s lovely, especially when paired with a book.

Have a great evening and read lots of words!

Sincerely,

tmc

“From the reading of ‘good books’ there comes a richness of life that can be obtained in no other way.”

-Gordon B. Hinckley

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Friday

Friday. Books. Wine. Dessert. Four of my favorite things. Friday has always had a neat and tidy feeling. The ending of a work week combined so nicely with the beginning of the weekend. Friday feels hopeful. As in, maybe I can finish house and life chores and still manage to finish a book or three before the next week begins.

Books. Well really everyday has some sort of book-matter attached to it. If it didn’t, my life would really be out of sorts. I can count on one hand (& not even use all of my fingers) how many times I have been somewhere and not had a book with me over the last ten years. I’m that much of a book nerd. The last time I forgot my kindle I felt antsy. Books are my security blanket.

Wine. I prefer a medium to dry red. But really I am not picky. A five dollar bottle can taste just as good as a high dollar one. And really, after a glass or two, they all taste pretty darn similar. If you are pouring, I am drinking.

Ah, dessert. This has become tricky over the last two years. I cut my sugar drastically because I think I was a sugar-aholic. That being said, I have some amazing recipes that get the job done and are quite delicious.

There you have it. Friday’s are for the extra good stuff in life. So I’m off to finish my book, start another, all while drinking some wine and eating dessert.

Cheers to Friday!

“Wine is bottled poetry.”

-Erin Morgenstern

Retreat

Books are my retreat. Words linked and crafted together to create incredible stories never fail to amaze me.  Worlds that I can effortlessly fall in to and become part of are my favorite places to be. I have been a part of more fictional worlds than I can count and for as long as I can remember. It’s not that I don’t enjoy real life, it’s just that reading is something I always look forward to- even if it’s the last five minutes before I close my eyes to sleep. Life isn’t always good, in fact many times it’s quite trying. Reading is my retreat from all of the surrounding nonsense. The older I get the more nonsense I seem to notice, or maybe I’m just becoming a bitch. Who knows and honestly I don’t really care. So, each day I will finish working, tidy the house, start some laundry, and then hopefully get to sit and feast my eyes upon some good words.

“People say that life is the thing, but I prefer reading.”

– Logan Pearsall Smith