Although I wish I made time to read more ALL the time, I always make time in the summer. Don't ask me why. Usually the summer ends up being just as busy and crazy as the rest of the year, but somehow the summer just seems like the time for reading. Maybe it's because of those summer book lists we used to get in middle school. Or, in elementary school, the summer reading club a the library where we could earn stamps and stickers for reading books. Or, in college, the freedom to quit reading through a syllabi, and read anything I wanted during the summer break. Who cares why. I like books, and I like them even more in the summer. So there.
And, in a subconscious gesture to ensure that I can always spend an inordinate amount of my summer time, I married another book fanatic, who just so happens to ALSO believe that a good way to start summer vacation is to make a reading list. Good 'old David. He likes books so much, he even WRITES them. Obviously, we were meant to be.
It probably goes without saying, but I desperately hope that Henry likes books too, because there are a LOT of books from my childhood that I need him to love. Where the Wild Things Are, Snuggle Piggy and the Magic Blanket, The Red Ripe Strawberry and The Big Hungry Bear, The Giant Jam Sandwich... and those are all books he doesn't even HAVE yet! (In case you are wondering what to get Henry (or me) for Christmas.)
So, anyway, in case you are looking for some good book recommendations, or you just like to know what I do with my time these days, here is an abridged list of what I have had my nose in all summer long.
Don't judge me. I loved every minute of it. Not the same romantic blood-sucking thrill as Twilight, but just as addictive.
Definitely the BEST non-fiction read this summer. Moore has a lot of great things to say on the theology of adoption, and the vignettes about his family made it a quick and fun read. I'd reccomend it even if you AREN'T considering adoption.
I started reading this for a Sunday School class, and I REALLY enjoyed it. It was the first Tim Keller book I'd read, which is weird since Presbyterians seem to think that he's like, one step down from Jesus. I wouldn't go that far, but it was still a good book.
There is a reason this book won the Pulitzer. Forget the movie, forget the mini-series, you have GOT the read this book. It was AMAZING. And don't tell me you don't like Westerns, it doesn't matter. I loved this book the way I loved Gone with The Wind, or Portrait of a Lady, or East of Eden, or Little House on the Prairie. There is a short period of mourning when I reach the end of any of these books. Like moving away and leaving your friends behind. Oh, just please go read it. Don't make me keep waxing poetic about it. I just need someone to love this book and talk to me about it. Now, please. Please?
I read this book b/c my friend Catherine recommended it on her blog. I still have like a chapter and a half left, but I think thats close enough to post it, yes? I hate reading this book. It's really good, but I hate reading it. It makes me feel like I need to start actually doing some crap, and I am lazy, and prefer to keep my life as comfortable as possible. So there's my warning. If you read this book (and you probably should) be prepared to do some crap.
I also read a few (or an alarming amount, depending on your perspective) of Julie Garwood romance novels, and Phillip Margolin legal thrillers. I am too embarrassed to put pictures of all of them up, or cop to exactly how many I may or may not have read. I love them. They are respectively, my guilty pleasures and my cheap thrills. I don't care if they're not literature. I love them more than chocolate ice cream.
And, since I am Very Serious about continuing to make time to read this fall, I have started this book:
at the recommendation of my sister Lauren. (Technically sister-in-law, but both of my sisters-in-law are sort of awesome, and I want to just call them my sisters all the time, because I don't like the 'in-law' distinction. Is that allowed?) Lauren, you have not let me down. I'm only about a hundred pages in (its a big book) and I am already deeply in love with the brothers. Deeply.
And there you have it. My summer in books! And what a lovely summer it was.
Maybe later I will post all of the books I have been reading to Henry this summer. He is such a good sport. He lets me shove books in his face all day long, as long as I let him chew on them a little when we are done. What a kid!