Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Week["end"] Getaway

Last Friday I got in the car to head to Cadillac, MI with my family for the weekend to celebrate my grandma's birthday. Yesterday when my parents left, I decided I'd actually rather let the relaxing continue for another few days out on the lake.

In between lying on a raft out in the bits of sunshine we've had peeking through, taking my cousins out tubing on the water, and applying for countless jobs, I finally had a chance to finish Mrs. Dalloway. I enjoyed it, but I think right now I'm in the mood for something a little faster-paced. It was surprisingly difficult for me to let myself get sucked in to Woolf's extensive (albeit beautiful) narrative--blame it on the kids running around and the bonfire smoke sneaking inside. In any case, I'll be reading it again someday. Now, on to The Book Thief.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Happy Birthday, Mom!

Yesterday was my lovely mother's birthday, so of course I made her a cake. This vanilla cake with a mocha buttercream frosting turned out pretty yummy (whereas eating all the scraps for the rest of the day made me feel like a sick little fatty, but that's beside the point).

Also yesterday, I kept up with my reading kick, finishing the last two-thirds of Kathryn Stockett's The Help. I couldn't stop.

My grandma gave me this book a few months ago because both she and my mom had loved it. The movie came out yesterday, and I'm actually really excited to see it (maybe tonight?), but I had been meaning to read the book long before all the movie publicity started. I couldn't fit it in my luggage for Denver, but I couldn't get my nose out of it all day yesterday and wound up just finishing it. Stockett's prose was really amazing; I always find it incredible when a single author can capture many unique voices within one book and do so in a way that really distinguishes one from the other. After building this book up so long in my head (and then all the added publicity on it from the movie), I was surprised to find it actually delivered. I spent all day yesterday wishing I was more like Eugenia "Skeeter" Phelan. Okay, okay, I'm still wishing it today. I'll report back about the movie, but it's time to go make some of Great Grandma's Maraschino Cherry cupcakes to take up north with us tomorrow.


Alright, I read it. You really can't beat $.99 for a Kindle e-book (unless of, course you, get something for free), and I'd been meaning to check it out, so during my last few days in Denver, I read Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. Since I've read all of Austen's other works, people often ask me if I've read this one, and now I guess at the very least I can say I have (and I attempted to understand this trend). I will say, the title doesn't lie. The plot was literally Pride and Prejudice...and zombies. I won't be rushing to the store to buy Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters or Jane Slayre any time soon, but I will admit that Elizabeth Bennet imagining cutting Lydia's head off was mildly entertaining, and the pictures definitely gave me a laugh.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011


As I mentioned, on Sunday I started Kirk Farber's Postcards from a Dead Girl. I finished it early Monday morning, partially because it was an easy read, and partially because I found it really interesting and the prose was wonderful.

The plot was really unique, and the writing almost felt a bit magical; I'd definitely recommend this book. I might be a little biased, now having met both the author's agent and editor, but I thought it was great. Anyone want to borrow it? ;)