In My Mailbox

Another week – another mailbox of books.  Actually, it was quite a small mailbox week for me until today.  5 books were delivered today and I nabbed two from the library.

SO thank you as always to Kristi at Story Siren for this wonderful meme.  Where I (and all of you) have a chance to inventory what hit the mailbox this week (or in my case, whatever came into my home that is “bookish”)

When Melody Grace McCartney was six years old, she and her parents witnessed an act of violence so brutal that it changed their lives forever. The federal government lured them into the Witness Protection Program with the promise of safety, and they went gratefully. But the program took Melody’s name, her home, her innocence, and, ultimately, her family. She’s been May Adams, Karen Smith, Anne Johnson, and countless others–everyone but the one person she longs to be: herself. So when the feds spirit her off to begin yet another new life in another town, she’s stunned when a man confronts her and calls her by her real name.

*Oh and heads up – there is a giveaway being posted this week for three copies of this book to be given out to lucky readers!

Paddy Meehan is no stranger to murder–as a reporter she lives at crime scenes–but nothing has prepared her for this visit from the police. Her former boyfriend and fellow journalist Terry Patterson has been found hooded and shot through the head. Paddy knows she will be of little help–she had not seen Terry in more than six months. So she is bewildered to learn that in his will he has left her his house and several suitcases full of notes. Drawn into a maze of secrets and lies, Paddy begins making connections to Terry’s murder that no one else has seen, and soon finds herself trapped in the most important–and dangerous–story of her career.

* And oh snap – guess what I saw?  Yup – giveaway will be posted this week where three readers will win a copy of this book!

In today’s fast-paced and technology-driven times, Christians feel stressed out and overly busy. Many are left longing for simpler days, unaware that these days are within their grasp, made possible by getting rid of spiritual and material clutter.

I am always trying to be clutter free and this book sounds like it may have some tips for that person (we will call her Sheila) who keeps every scrap of paper – every receipt in a drawer, just in case it is needed….

Kai Miller floats through life like driftwood tossed by waves. She’s never put down roots in any one place–and she doesn’t plan to. But when a chaotic hurricane evacuation lands her in Daily, Texas, she begins to think twice about her wayfaring existence. And when she meets hometown-boy Kemp Eldridge, she can almost picture settling down in Daily–until she discovers he may be promised to someone else. Daily has always been a place of refuge for those the wind blows in, but for Kai, it looks like it will be just another place to leave behind. Then again, Daily always has a few surprises in store–especially when Aunt Donetta has cooked up a scheme.

This looks and sounds like a fun read!

Will I never see you again either?” I asked, feeling as though I was about to jump off a high mountain peak and hope to land without hurting myself. That’s how impossible everything seemed at that moment, no matter what I did.

“Perhaps we will meet again,” Sasha said, softening his voice. “But you must see that it does not matter. You have so much ahead of you. It’s your choice now. Choose the future! Choose life!”

For Anastasia Romanov, life as the privileged daughter of Russia’s last tsar is about to be torn apart by the bloodshed of revolution. Ousted from the imperial palace when the Bolsheviks seize control of the government, Anastasia and her family are exiled to Siberia. But even while the rebels debate the family’s future with agonizing slowness and the threat to their lives grows more menacing, romance quietly blooms between Anastasia and Sasha, a sympathetic young guard she has known since childhood. But will the strength of their love be enough to save Anastasia from a violent death?

What’s that?  Didn’t I receive this last week?  Yes I did – so you know what means!  Watch for the giveaway of this additional copy!  You never know when or where this may pop up!

Portraying the pressures of teens to live a normal life while facing mental illness, this suspenseful young adult novel follows the journey of success-bound Abe, who struggles with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. A senior in high school, with a loving and wealthy adoptive family, Abe is on track for a big scholarship and an open future. Suddenly, horrific flashbacks rip him back to war-torn Africa, where five years previously he lost his mother, sister, friends, and almost his own life to torturous violence. During therapy, he uncovers even darker moments from his past that make him question how he survived. This action-filled thriller will open the eyes and hearts of teenagers to the lives of young people who have been exposed to profound violence around the world.

I think this book sounds amazing!  I cant wait to read it!

Violet Parry is living the quintessential life of luxury in the Hollywood Hills with David, her rock-and-roll manager husband, and her darling toddler, Dot. She has the perfect life–except that she’s deeply unhappy. David expects the world of Violet but gives little of himself in return. When she meets Teddy, a roguish small-time bass player, Violet comes alive, and soon she’s risking everything for the chance to find herself again. Also in the picture are David’s hilariously high-strung sister, Sally, on the prowl for a successful husband, and Jeremy, the ESPN sportscaster savant who falls into her trap.

Guess what?  I have three of these to give away!  Watch for the giveaway being posted soon!

When Henry Oades accepts an accountancy post in New Zealand, his wife, Margaret, and their children follow him to exotic Wellington. But while Henry is an adventurer, Margaret is not. Their new home is rougher and more rustic than they expected—and a single night of tragedy shatters the family when the native Maori stage an uprising, kidnapping Margaret and her children.

For months, Henry scours the surrounding wilderness, until all hope is lost and his wife and children are presumed dead. Grief-stricken, he books passage to California. There he marries Nancy Foreland, a young widow with a new baby, and it seems they’ve both found happiness in the midst of their mourning—until Henry’s first wife and children show up, alive and having finally escaped captivity.

Oh I am so ready for a historical fiction read!

After a long absence, novelist CJ Baxter returns to his hometown of Adelia in upstate New York for his grandfather’s funeral. Facing a messy divorce and doubting his talent as a writer, CJ is forced to confront secrets that have tormented him since childhood. To complicate matters, his brother Graham is running for a Senate seat, and the family is intent on keeping the most damaging secret–surrounding a murder and its cover-up–in the family, for fear the truth would ruin Graham’s chances at winning. But with CJ airing their dirty laundry in his books, the family is forced to deal with him. CJ must find a way to remain safe while coming to terms with the newfound faith that compelled him to return to Adelia in the first place.

Ooh I just read about this one and I want to get into it!

Engrained in our culture is the belief that unbending discipline is the only sure way to success. You must go to the gym five times a week, never order the dessert, and don’t even think about buying that dress you keep staring at in the store window. Breaking from such a regimented lifestyle is a sign of weakness, right? Wrong!-and Joyce wants to tell us why…

Come on….. any title like that I had to read!  I just got permission to buy shoes!  🙂

For generations the Burdens were one of the wealthiest families in New York, thanks to the inherited fortune of Cornelius “The Commodore” Vanderbilt. By 1955, the year of Wendy’s birth, the Burden’s had become a clan of overfunded, quirky and brainy, steadfastly chauvinistic, and ultimately doomed bluebloods on the verge of financial and moral decline-and were rarely seen not holding a drink. In Dead End Gene Pool, Wendy invites readers to meet her tragically flawed family, including an uncle with a fondness for Hitler, a grandfather who believes you can never have enough household staff, and a remarkably flatulent grandmother.

At the heart of the story is Wendy’s glamorous and aloof mother who, after her husband’s suicide, travels the world in search of the perfect sea and ski tan, leaving her three children in the care of a chain- smoking Scottish nanny, Fifth Avenue grandparents, and an assorted cast of long-suffering household servants (who Wendy and her brothers love to terrorize). Rife with humor, heartbreak, family intrigue, and booze, Dead End Gene Pool offers a glimpse into the fascinating world of old money and gives truth to an old maxim: The rich are different.

This book came to me in an interesting way.  I am part of a New York Challenge to read a book with the setting in New York.  I was sent an email asking if I would like to read this book to complete that challenge.  I read about the book, found it interesting – and said yes!

I have been standing on the side of life, watching it float by. I want to swim in the river. I want to feel the current.

So writes Mamah Borthwick Cheney in her diary as she struggles to justify her clandestine love affair with Frank Lloyd Wright. Four years earlier, in 1903, Mamah and her husband, Edwin, had commissioned the renowned architect to design a new home for them. During the construction of the house, a powerful attraction developed between Mamah and Frank, and in time the lovers, each married with children, embarked on a course that would shock Chicago society and forever change their lives.

This book came from my friend Heidi.  Her book club just read and reviewed it and she thought I would enjoy it too.

LIBRARY

In Vietnam, some tigers have four feet.  Others have only two feet.  Vietnamese Christians courageously spread the gospel between the gospel between the government tiger and the religious tiger.

I wanted to read this book in January for the Social Justice Challenge but my library didn’t have it.  Just yesterday they received a copy that they had ordered new for me since I had requested it.  I still wish to read this.


So that’s my mailbox this week.  How about you?  I would love to read all about it!


10 Years From Now…

I am hopping around this Saturday minding my own business when I hop my way over to Slighty More Than Dirt and find Alissa’s post on where we see ourselves 10 years from now.  Now I want to play too.

This is why blog hopping is dangerous.

When it comes to where I would like to be living in 10 years that one is easy.  I will just live here:


Ok… so maybe I am dreaming just a bit but I have always wanted to live some place warm year around and on a secluded beach.  I really value my alone time and I just want to have days of reading and hopefully writing in a cozy little cottage such as this….

I would love for there to be a room in this house like this:

Or this….

(except for the dude…. I don’t know how he got in there unless he is Al in 10 years.  Al?  Is that you)?

As for the where exactly…. that is yet to be determined but the idea has been tossed around maybe in this area:


This is more my dream…. Al would like to live in Florida but I think he would like to be more towards Orlando.

There has also been some talk of possibly living here:

No joke – that’s Honduras.  I am not sure yet if I would want to live there full-time but we have talked about maybe someday spending 3 or 4 months there a year.

If we are in a warm climate year around this would be my vehicle of choice:

and hopefully I would still be fit enough to continue the bike tours that I love on this:

And I would really like to be at this point in my life:

Ok ok…. maybe that’s a bit “shoot for the moon” but I would like to realistically be here:

Yes.  I have always wanted to be a writer.  Many …many ideas.  Just need to get moving.  🙂

Oh and as much as I love alone time…. my 10 year plan still looks like this:

Yes – in my ten-year plan there is still the non fiction super hero of my life, Al. 

If you would like to ponder over where you see yourself in 10 years and post about it – please link back to Slightly More Than Dirt we can all check out the ten-year plan!  🙂

The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan (book and movie Review)

Twelve-year-old Percy Jackson is about to be kicked out of boarding school . . . again. No matter how hard he tries, he can’t seem to stay out of trouble. But can he really be expected to stand by and watch while a bully picks on his scrawny best friend? Or not defend himself against his pre-algebra teacher when she turns into a monster and tries to kill him? Of course, no one believes Percy about the monster incident; he’s not even sure he believes himself.

Until the Minotaur chases him to summer camp.

Suddenly, mythical creatures seem to be walking straight out of the pages of Percy’s Greek mythology textbook and into his life. The gods of Mount Olympus, he’s coming to realize, are very much alive in the twenty-first century. And worse, he’s angered a few of them: Zeus’s master lightning bolt has been stolen, and Percy is the prime suspect.

Now Percy has just ten days to find and return Zeus’s stolen property, and bring peace to a warring Mount Olympus. On a daring road trip from their summer camp in New York to the gates of the Underworld in Los Angeles, Percy and his friends–one a satyr and the other the demigod daughter of Athena–will face a host of enemies determined to stop them. To succeed on his quest, Percy will have to do more than catch the true thief: he must come to terms with the father who abandoned him; solve the riddle of the Oracle, which warns him of failure and betrayal by a friend; and unravel a treachery more powerful than the gods themselves.

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Before I begin my review… I would like to share with you why I read this book.  Two words really:  Harry Potter.  I had heard that this could be compared to the likes of the phenomenon that is Harry Potter.

(Pause for dramatic effect)

Now I know it is not safe for me (not even in the comforts of my own home) to say that I am the biggest Harry Potter fan that ever lived.  No doubt as soon as those words would leave my fingertips, you would hear later that I was found dead next to my lap top having been strangled with a gryffindor scarf.  Or, OR – I may find myself suffering from one of the three unforgivable curses.  So instead I will just say that I am a real admirer of JK Rowling’s work and find the whole Harry Potter world fascinating.


THE BOOK

That being said, a book that is to be in the likes of the former mentioned was one that had to be read.  I picked up this book, The Lightning Thief and was prepared for the adventure.

In the first part of the book I was surprised to find it written in such a young way.  The wording was kiddish and while this is a book written for 9 – 12 year olds, I immediately felt that this was not going to be anywhere near the quick delightful wit of the Rowling Books.

My hope was to read the book and then see the movie but as I struggled through the first pages on the book I felt that maybe seeing the movie would help to jump-start the book for me.  So, I went and did something I would usually never do, before finishing the book, I went to the movie.  (more on that later)

The movie did what I had hoped it would – it made me want to complete the book version and along with comments I heard through my blog here and on Twitter that it was worth it to keep reading, that is would pick up…. I read on.

As the book turns toward the quest of Percy Jackson and his two unlikely friends, a daughter of a god and a satyr (half man half donkey), the book indeed took on a stronger appeal to me.  I found myself doing what I always do when I am really enjoying a book – it is with me everywhere I can hope to squeeze in a few minutes to read (the bathroom while I blow dry my hair, at the table while I eat breakfast, in the car for long stop lights and trains, and next to when I watch tv to pick up during commercials or during low-interest in what I am watching.

Rick Riordan’s The Lightning Thief has won the 2008 Young Adult Sequoyah Book Award.


Book recommended?  Yes…. just hang on through the slow start and kiddish language…. it gets better.

Will I continue with the series?  Jury is still out but I think if I can find the books I probably will just to see where they go.  I will not be reading them with the urgency I did the Harry Potter books, but I do admit I am curious to read what happens next.  (My nineteen year old son is on the fifth and last book of the series and loved them).


THE MOVIE



The movie was likable right from the start and didn’t have the slow uptake I felt the book had.  Incredible scenes led to my interest in finishing the book.  I thought the scenes at the Lotus Casino and the magic cookie were brilliant.  I like movies (and books) that are just smart in how they put things together.

I thought how it all came together at the end was a bit too neat…. I can’t give anything away here but it really was a quick act of putting everything in its proper place and kind of left me with a bit of “come on….”

Book  VS   MOVIE


I have to believe the internet is shouting about the huge differences between the movie and the book.  As I completed the book I was actually shocked on how different the two were in how the story unfolds, even the fact that the movie left out key characters and changed the outcome in so much I thought on the spoiler page I would list them out.  I would love for anyone who have read the book and seen the movie to join me there for a “rant” about the differences and a chance to discuss in more depth what that was all about.



I purchased my copy of the book in Illinois at Borders

Morning Meanderings….

Gah!  I swear I have a bug or something…. I have no energy.  Nada.  I had big plans to hit the gym this morning and start my day out right but instead I got up, grabbed Coffee Cup, a cozy blanket, and Lap Top, and meandered to my cozy reading chair.  I need to snap out of this tiredness.

Right now I am contemplating the distance from the chair to the kitchen to make my morning oatmeal.  I am seriously thinking it may not be worth the effort.  (Perhaps this afternoon I will force myself up town to find a vitamin and definitely fruits and vegies).  Maybe when we were traveling last month and ate out so much, all that junky food has killed the energetic me…… I must find and return her to her proper energetic self!  🙂

SO…… today I will be finally posting my review of Lightning Thief Book VS. Lightning Thief Movie….. if you have experienced one or the other – or both – or none, I think you may find what I have to say somewhat amusing…. (hopefully).

Ok… my final meandering moment here this morning I wish to share is I found myself on Twitter this morning and wandered over to The Bookette due to an interesting Twitter post about a giveaway.  (Oh don’t you just love winning books?)  Well the book giveaway is for two signed copies of When I Was Joe by Karen David and I have to say the book has me interested.

Stop over to The Bookette and check it out!

I am off to the kitchen (I think I can I think I can…..) and after breakfast I am hopeful to catch up on some bloggish duties including blog hopping so I hopefully will be over seeing all of you throughout today!

What’s In A Name?


Ok….. I need your advice.

When I started book blogging I really didnt even know that was what I was doing.  I had started recording my book thought on line in a blog format – pretty much as record keeping for me.  People finding my writing was not only rare but a little spooky.  My blog traffic in those early days was maybe 2 or 3 a week.

It wasn’t until June of 2009 that I received a comment on my blog that I clicked on to see where they came from which led me down the proverbial rabbit trail to a book blog and to another and to another….. and I found my “people”.  The rest is history…

When I started blogging, or at the time, I would call it book journalism, I wasn’t thinking  about blog traffic, marketing, promotions, connecting with others,…..  so I really did not put a lot of thought into the name of this “journal”:

One Persons Journey Through A World Of Books

(holy mouthful batman!)

Now as I am preparing to go to BEA this year, and have been thinking of ways to better promote what I do here…. the name has come to grate on me. It is  sooooooo Loooooonnnnggggg.  However what I need to know is if it worth it to shorten it up or will I just create confusion?

My Twitter name is Bookjourney so I have tossed that around.  Journey Through Books is my email.  I really don’t want to lose the name recognition if and when I do decide to change.  I just want something easier to say and easier to remember as I go forward.  My blog is growing and I want it to not only be memorable but also as user-friendly as possible.

Are you picking up what I am putting down?  🙂


I am interested in your thoughts.

Is it a bad idea to change your blog name?

If its not bad, any thoughts on what it should be?

How to go about it?  (I am guessing just keep it simple…)

Advice and tips are welcome as I ponder on this ……

Morning Meanderings….

I am home!  I had a good night staying over in town with my friend Sandi serving with the homeless.  Sandi and I almost always take the Thursday night together during our quarterly serving week and we are like teenagers talking late into the night about anything… and everything.

A bonus was when my son showed up from college and surprised us where we were staying and hung out for a couple hours.

Today I have little projects to catch up on (you know the ones that are constantly put off and put for an embarrassing amount of time…)  I have an overdue library book (YIKES!) and a book to pick up, I have payments to make, and dinner to plan.  I have books to donate and packages to mail.  This today is my mission…

HOWEVER… for starters, I have Coffee Cup in hand and I need to spend some time with all of you this morning.  I want to run out and visit blogs and I want to get a book review written so I can start catching up.  No big weekend plans here other than finishing up our serving week so I should have some catch up time.  🙂

How about you – it’s Friday…. the weekend is stretched out before you.  Any plans?

Morning Meanderings…


My late night blogging hasn’t been so much as of lately.  Busy schedules, long hours have left me pretty shot at the end of the day and my vision of posting my February recap and winners the last couple nights resulted in me staring at the screen and then going to bed.  😉

So – now…… morning…. with COFFEE….  I am going to do the February recap 🙂

February was an exciting month with J Kaye passing the torch that is called It’s Monday, What Are you reading, my way on February 8th.  What an honor!

Fun Facts?  I had 14,207 visitors in February and 1,632 comments.

Top Posts of February included Thirteen Reasons Why by Jay Asher and The Hotel On The Corner of Bitter and Sweet by Jamie Ford.  The Monday, What Are You reading Posts are the top traffic posts of each week.


And now to move on to the February Comment Winners!

Using Random.Org the 4 comment winners for February are:

#946  Helen (Helen’s Book Blog)

#8  darLyN

#789 Cathy  (Kittling Books)

#745  Marquetta

Congratulations!  Please choose an item out of the prize box and email me with your address and your selection at journeythroughbooks@gmail.com

And ….

The top commenter for February 2010 and winner of the $20 Amazon Gift Card is:

Wordlily!!!

Have a great day everyone!  I have another busy one and tonight is my second night I stay in town with those in the homeless program.  I will try to get on a bit later and hopefully will have a review up as well.  Otherwise the weekend (starting tomorrow) is a little more freeing as after today I do not work again until Monday.  (YEAH!!!)

Judging A Book By It’s….. Title or Author


We have hashed our way through conversations of judging a book by its cover.  Been there… done that… still happening…

BUT – today my question is what about the title or cover.  Have you ever passed on a book because of its title?  Or because of the author?  OR… have you picked up a book because of the title or author?

I have two examples of skipping (or almost skipping) books because of titles.  One I talked about a week ago when I linked on to Home Girl’s Blog and her subject on book confessions.  The book I talked about there was Leave It To Cleavage by Wendy Wax.  If it were not for my book club it would have been a no to me on both accounts.  No to the title…. and the authors name just added to my resounding no.  Well – I did read the book for book club and found it to be a light, clean, chick lit read that did make me laugh.

Judgement #2 was Good In Bed By Jennifer Weiner.  This one I did not read…. because of the title.  The book club did read it and said it was a wonderful book and had a good story to it about an overweight woman struggling with body image.

As for judging a book by its author, Lori in my book club would not read Nora Roberts.  Thought she was a terrible author and had no interest in her books.  I told Lori she had to read the The Three Sisters Trilogy by Nora….  at least book one, Dance Upon The Air.  She begrudgingly did – and loved all three of the books in this series.

So how about you?  Have you judged a book by its title or author?

STILL A Winters Journey by Greg Budig

Shhh….

Imagine….

you are being guided through a winter wonderland.  The snow is falling.  Gently.  Beautifully.  Each flake unique in its own way as you walk through this world of quiet snowfall.

As I sank into the book and viewed the pictures they gave me the impression it was dawn – but no, author Greg Budig whispers his words into the pages:

What seemed like early morning, was really afternoon,

as the ever lowering, powder grey sky covered me in a world of half light.

The words fall on to the pages in a rhythm that reminds me of the snow fall itself.  There is something about reading this book…. I can feel the quiet of what is being written.  It is a Minnesota snow globe day – where the sky hangs low and dark and all is peaceful.

A beautifully written book.  I am Minnesotan and have been all my life and this well written book leaps from the pages into my own world, into my own memories, of walking through the quiet of a snowy, snowy day.


Greg Budig was born and raised on the windswept prairie of western Minnesota in the community of Morris. He grew up with his mom, dad, and four sisters in the spacious house that was attached to the small grocery store that his parents owned and operated for over 30 years. He is the middle child with two older and two younger sisters…needless to say, he never knew the joys of having to share clothes or a room. It was in the privacy of his own room that he spent hours writing, painting, and dreaming.

For over twenty years now, Greg has lived and worked in the city of St. Cloud, Minnesota where he and his lovely wife Cindy are raising three wonderful and imaginative children named Matthew, Emily and Anna. Both their cozy little northside house, as well as their three children, are featured throughout his current book which is entitled “I Hear the Wind”. The book is dedicated to his wife and children, as well as to the memory of his editor Craig Thorn IV who lost his courageous battle with cancer shortly before the book was released.

“Sometimes who we are and what we do are two different things.” Greg has said. He has spent a lifetime working at jobs that have nothing to do with writing or art, but he has always kept the hope alive that his talents will someday be recognized.

I received my copy of this book from Author Greg Budig

Morning Meanderings…

This morning…. I am studying Coffee Cup and wondering if there is a way I can put my face to the cup instead of lifting it to my mouth.  Perhaps if I had a straw….

I am tired.

The crazy busy schedule between work, hiring, meetings, volunteering, and keeping a home is taking me through the ringer.  Last Friday I requested for and was approved to work 10 more hours a week at our Church Office.  Starting a 4th service in April I needed to be able to do my job well and not feel like I am always playing catch up.  The hours were approved and now I am in the adjustment phase.  🙂

I feel as though I lost my super hero cape….

So – I was going to put the February winners up last night and …. uh…… yeah.  Didnt happen.  However, tonight Al has dinner with friends to share his Honduras trip and I will have a few hours this evening to myself and that is my goal for that time – to do a little blog catch up.

If you haven’t seen me visiting lately, I apologize….. I will get there.  I enjoy visiting all of you who visit me – plus I need to get around to all the Monday Memers too.

A little later today I have a review coming up of a wonderful book called Still.  It is by a Minnesota Author.  Stay tuned 🙂