<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438</id><updated>2011-07-28T19:20:29.816-07:00</updated><category term='teenagers'/><category term='college'/><category term='alcohol'/><category term='favorite reads'/><category term='book review'/><title type='text'>The Traveling Book Club</title><subtitle type='html'>We may not be laying by each other at the pool anymore, but we can still share our favorite books.  From Boston to Washington D.C. to St. Louis to Grand Rapids to Orlando to Fulton and everywhere in between let us still pretend we are intellectually above our peers.  So put down your law books, fashion magazines, sports illustrated's, and vegan cookbooks to share your two cents.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Julia H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15119535422704048923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__CCsTRI0k0I/SohfstL7LkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/hOSUG9Mo6cU/S220/IMG_6929_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-607767963269774484</id><published>2010-01-20T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T18:27:53.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Necklace</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;The Necklace &lt;/i&gt;by Cheryl Davis is a story about thirteen women (with the average age around the late forties/early fifties) who all live in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ventura&lt;/span&gt;, California and decide to buy a diamond necklace....together.  The experiment was testing the possibility of 13 women being able to share ONE diamond necklace.  (A different woman had possession of the necklace each month)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book itself wasn't intellectually challenging.  In fact, I found the concept of the book to be interesting but very simply written...almost too simplistic to the point where I think a 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grader could successfully read this book.  However, I was able to take away a couple of different things from this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  We are all going to have a mid-life crisis where we find ourselves stuck in the same habits and rituals.  All of these women had breakthroughs with the necklace.  Yes, it is a form of materialism, but all of the women turned their experience with the $20,000 necklace away from it's materialistic roots.  Some women wore it while sky-diving, teaching, or even passed it on to strangers (eek!).  There was the sense of sharing that somehow helped shed light on their current repetitive lifestyles that made them want to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. As we get older, the harder it will be to have a sense of a sisterhood.  Another reason these women consented to sharing such a small item with a pricey tag was due to the fact that missed having a sisterhood, or never had one to begin with.  I think as we age we realize how important human compassion and connection is.  For these women, the monthly meetings were a way to express what they were going through in their lives. Some had husbands yes, but good friends are different.  Others were divorced or unmarried, or without kids, so this group was especially important for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  The concept of sharing one expensive item can be done.  This isn't the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.  These women weren't passing around worn out jeans, they were passing around a valuable item.... one that gleamed and inspired "oohs" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ahhs&lt;/span&gt;".  Of course there were disputes, rules, and drawn-out arguments.  However, I think the point of the book was to show that a social experiment can succeed.  The feuds and friction ARE what made these women take a second look at their life and what meaning they had attached to it.  Some women found their voices, others tamed theirs.  Some learned to compromise, to bend, and to understand.  Essentially the necklace helped these women change for the better.  Even though their story was told in the most simplistic of ways by the author, it got the point across.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you need an EASY, BREEZY, read--- this is the one.  However, I do think it's a book for older generations.  Sometimes when you aren't at the same crossroads as the people you read about in books it becomes to distant of a thought or too hard to relate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone is doing well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-607767963269774484?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/607767963269774484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2010/01/necklace.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/607767963269774484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/607767963269774484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2010/01/necklace.html' title='The Necklace'/><author><name>Julia H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15119535422704048923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__CCsTRI0k0I/SohfstL7LkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/hOSUG9Mo6cU/S220/IMG_6929_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-5557178454739472087</id><published>2010-01-04T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T12:19:44.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stereotyping People by Their Favorite Author</title><content type='html'>Bibliophiles may find &lt;a href="http://laurenleto.wordpress.com/readers-by-author/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; amusing. Enjoy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-5557178454739472087?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5557178454739472087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2010/01/stereotyping-people-by-their-favorite.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/5557178454739472087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/5557178454739472087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2010/01/stereotyping-people-by-their-favorite.html' title='Stereotyping People by Their Favorite Author'/><author><name>chelsea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_flbS9VlFPs8/S2yJquaQebI/AAAAAAAAAuU/oFkgS-KJ1DM/S220/c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-3877728836120632691</id><published>2009-12-16T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T16:22:38.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realize I am a little late on this favorite books trend we got going, but I will still put in my two-cents =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no specific order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. As mentioned by Cat, Handle With Care is my favorite Jodi Picoult book.  Of course, I never think you can go wrong with Jodi though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHITE OLEANDER- this obviously doesn't help seeing as everyone else has already read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The hour I First Believed - really a great book to get you thinking and the author is a fabulous writer (also try "I Know This Much is True" by the same author)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I recently read this: "The Bitch in the House"  It's a series of short stories from women (mostly on the East Coast) who bitch about their predetermined roles as mothers, lovers, and singles.  It's really interesting and quite entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-3877728836120632691?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3877728836120632691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-realize-i-am-little-late-on-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/3877728836120632691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/3877728836120632691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-realize-i-am-little-late-on-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Julia H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15119535422704048923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__CCsTRI0k0I/SohfstL7LkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/hOSUG9Mo6cU/S220/IMG_6929_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-8826613803379219118</id><published>2009-12-05T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T10:03:21.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You guys are going to kill me, as I have MORE Picoult books to add to the list of favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Pact - Jodi Picoult (My favorite Picoult novel is a story about a high school couple who are torn apart when one commits suicide and the other gets charged with murder, don't worry I didn't ruin anything as this is all said on the first page). Also, Handle with Care is her latest and I know is one of Julia's faves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Freakonomics -by those Steven guys haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Light Chicklit reads include: All of Emily Giffith's books (Something Borrowed and Something Blue are the first two)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. On my "to read next" list includes: The Help by Kathryn Stockett (it's supposed to be PHENOMENAL) and Shanghai Girls -Lisa See&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm reading One Fifth Avenue by: Candace Bushnell (author os SATC, duh) but it's kind of slow and lacking. Blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-8826613803379219118?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8826613803379219118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-guys-are-going-to-kill-me-as-i-have.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/8826613803379219118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/8826613803379219118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-guys-are-going-to-kill-me-as-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Beauty and the Bean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09777695700385276231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-1317057501839891677</id><published>2009-12-03T19:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T19:17:32.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorites</title><content type='html'>Hi C Lee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my favorites of all time are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* White Oleander (which I know you ADORE)&lt;br /&gt;* When the Nines Roll Over by David Benioff&lt;br /&gt;* Lullaby by Chuck Palahniuk&lt;br /&gt;* My Name is Asher Lev by Chaim Potok&lt;br /&gt;* Naked by David Sedaris&lt;br /&gt;* Brave New World by Aldous Huxley&lt;br /&gt;* The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald (I hated it in high school, but have re-read it a couple times since then and have absolutely fallen in love)&lt;br /&gt;* The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath&lt;br /&gt;* Bird by Bird by Anne Lamott (focused on writing, but very creative, story-like, wonderful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that helps get you back on the reading train. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I am ashamed to admit that I got sucked into the whole Twilight madness. I read the first book and couldn't stop. I was gonna take it to the grave, but I figured I'd get it off my chest. lol Oh dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-1317057501839891677?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1317057501839891677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/12/favorites.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/1317057501839891677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/1317057501839891677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/12/favorites.html' title='Favorites'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10091858203845573734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-8964828115760840210</id><published>2009-12-02T11:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T11:21:36.588-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite reads'/><title type='text'>help</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;It is clear I have not been my usual literary self lately. To get me started again (without having to resort to the "T" word...) what are your absolute favorite books of all time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Some of mine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Tree Grows in Brooklyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;White Oleander &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Pretty Little Dirty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;The Sun Also Rises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;there are more, but that's all I can remember for now. Let me know your faves so I can check them out and hop back onto the readiiiiiiiiiingggggg rainboooowwwwwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-8964828115760840210?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8964828115760840210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/12/help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/8964828115760840210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/8964828115760840210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/12/help.html' title='help'/><author><name>chelsea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_flbS9VlFPs8/S2yJquaQebI/AAAAAAAAAuU/oFkgS-KJ1DM/S220/c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-4920805217129272882</id><published>2009-10-16T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:16:52.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nazis, Sex, and a Dozen Eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"City of Thieves" by David Benioff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;This is the story of a character named Lev Beniov and his accomplice Kolya who are assigned an impossible mission during the Nazi blockade of Leningrad. Lev is an intelligent, awkward, self-doubting 19-year-old Jewish boy trekking across the country with Kolya, the Slavic sex god who was imprisoned for wartime infractions. They are both summoned by the street police to go on an impossible mission of finding the Colonel’s daughter a dozen eggs for her wedding cake. Once done, they will get their ration cards back, be set free from jail, and allowed to go back to their families and towns, or whatever was left of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Despite the graphic details of the book as the two trudge from town to town and witness starvation, war, savagery, and killings, Benioff seems to insert almost irrelevant spits of humor and inanity – reminding the reader that our narrator is only 19 and has been shoved into war times barely with any chest hair or a place to call his own. He plays on the absurdity of the human condition and how sometimes we are compromised even in times of great struggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;He travels quickly between humor and devastation, and I guarantee you will laugh out loud and cry a few times while reading this book. To quote a NY Times journalist, “Benioff reminds us what a beautifully ambiguous world we live in,” and it’s true. I promise you will not want to put this down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;If you like the novel and are interested in any of his other work, I’ve also recently finished “When the Nines Roll Over,” which is a collection of short stories by Benioff – they are lovely in so many sad and beautiful ways.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-4920805217129272882?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4920805217129272882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/10/nazis-sex-and-dozen-eggs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/4920805217129272882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/4920805217129272882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/10/nazis-sex-and-dozen-eggs.html' title='Nazis, Sex, and a Dozen Eggs'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10091858203845573734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-7946211981015265987</id><published>2009-09-22T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:29:55.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hour I First Believed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Wally Lamb does it again.  Another engaging novel with thoughtful research to support the historical events throughout the book.   Don't expect to read this novel in a couple of days, but do expect to go on a journey with the main character &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Caelum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; Quirk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;The novel stems from the shootings at Columbine in 1999.  Lamb includes the real names of the survivors and victims from Columbine and does extensive research on Harris and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Klebold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; to contribute accurate facts to the book.  To say the least, those were two men who were either evil or mentally ill.  We'll never know the answer.  The 750 pages don't focus entirely on Columbine but rather on 4 items that I gathered from the novel: Chaos Theory, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;PTSD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;, adultery, and spiritual journeys. Fear not my friends who are not drawn to religious novels, because this is by no means a preachy novel.  In fact &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Caelum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; Quirk laughs at those who use faith to get through tough times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;The weird concept of Chaos Theory that gets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Caelum's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; head turning may be something we have thought about before.  It essentially is cause and effect.  What event triggers the event of CHAOS? For Eric and Dylan was it being bullied?  What if one less kid provoked them?  None the less there were events that lead to the chaos of Columbine and then there are events that stem from Columbine.  Ironically I was watching the show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Intervention &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;and the man in trouble was a Columbine bully who resorted to drugs to ease his pain.  If Columbine never happened he wouldn't be a drug user, his family wouldn't be in distress, and his mom wouldn't have resorted to drugs because she couldn't handle her sons actions.  It's interesting to think about....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;PTSD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;) is a huge part of the novel.  It's frustrating as a reader because you just went to yell "get over it you are ruining your life!".  Easy to say, not so easy when certain things people say trigger your mind, certain sounds remind you of the experience, certain smells....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;And HOLY ADULTERY.  I am beginning to wonder if anyone is faithful these days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Lastly and most importantly is the spiritual journey or quest of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Caelum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; Quirk.  He goes through so much (I would be pissed and angry all the time too).  It makes you wonder if there is an hour you will first believe or maybe you've already had it.  The hour to first believe in ourselves, each other, or perhaps something greater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Book gets an A+ for sure..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Kolleen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; you should read it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-7946211981015265987?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7946211981015265987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/hour-i-first-believed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/7946211981015265987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/7946211981015265987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/hour-i-first-believed.html' title='The Hour I First Believed'/><author><name>Julia H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15119535422704048923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__CCsTRI0k0I/SohfstL7LkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/hOSUG9Mo6cU/S220/IMG_6929_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-8132473495514249169</id><published>2009-09-11T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T13:49:11.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gods in Alabama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It took me three days to read this book...it would have only been two had drinking not taken place on one of these nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;In this book, Joshilyn Jackson grabs you in the first chapter and makes it hard to put away. "There are gods in Alabama: Jack Daniel's, high school quarterbacks, trucks, big tits, and also Jesus. I left one back there myself..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It's a good book about human relationships, racism, and love.  It's about a couple living in Chicago making a trek back to the narrator's hometown...Possett, Alabama.  Did I mention the boyfriend is black and she is white?  Of course that's where some drama comes in, but the book is moreso about rape and murder.  It's quick and easy if your looking for an uncomplicated lay.  Whammy!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Now, I'm reading Wally Lamb's latest book, "The Hour I First Believed".  I can only stay away from books about tragedy for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-8132473495514249169?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8132473495514249169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/gods-in-alabama.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/8132473495514249169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/8132473495514249169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/gods-in-alabama.html' title='gods in Alabama'/><author><name>Julia H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15119535422704048923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__CCsTRI0k0I/SohfstL7LkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/hOSUG9Mo6cU/S220/IMG_6929_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-6347473667402985983</id><published>2009-09-08T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T05:40:11.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pennies for Peace</title><content type='html'>Oh Julia, I'm glad you finally finished it. I would have to agree with the B+ you gave it. As much as I love the book, it took me a while to get into it and to stay into it. The one part of the book that I really loved was the start of the Pennies for Peace drive (or in the book the "Pennies for Pakistan" drive), the real climax of the book I suppose. He writes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Children had taken the first step toward building the school. And they did it with something that is basically worthless in our society – pennies. But overseas, pennies can move mountains.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing that something so small could make such a huge difference around the world. And overall, that's the impact the book had on me. It reminded me that even through failure (with his K2 attempt), you can rise up and find good in things and make life and the world around you better than how you found it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-6347473667402985983?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6347473667402985983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/pennies-for-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/6347473667402985983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/6347473667402985983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/pennies-for-peace.html' title='Pennies for Peace'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10091858203845573734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-7675976343879152341</id><published>2009-09-03T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:44:05.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Cups O' Tea and then some</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;So I FINALLY finished this book.  I'm pretty much used to light reads, but this one gave me a lot to think about.  This man made it his quest to build schools (55 to be exact) in Afghanistan and Pakistan because he was so moved by the poverty and gender discrimination he saw on his failed summit of the mountain called K2.  I think the most powerful part of this book is the fact that he lived and breathed every day thinking about how to help these people.  His ambitions go through some rocky territory as well as some of his relationships back in the United States.  The message of the book is powerful though, one person can help change the world.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I am currently looking into teaching English in Korea, and coincidentally this book happened to be the one I was reading.  To say the least it is swaying me towards leaving the States and doing good elsewhere.  I think sometimes we have all these ambitions to help others, but most of the time they are just ambitions and we tend to help ourselves first.  I will be the first to admit that sometimes I am more talk than I am action.  This book made me realize I need to make some changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;On a journalistic note, it was funny reading what the main character (Mortenson) thought of journalists post 9/11 in his foreign territory.  He pretty much thought they were vultures and missing the story that was out there (something that would make our J-School professors cringe at).  He even suggested that the journalists should have paid for some of the interviewees dinners and then they would have gotten a better story.....I think I started yelling at this point, "That's journalistically unethical".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Do I recommend this book? Absolutely.  You do however need time to digest this book because it is not a quick read.  I want to know what my lovely Logey ended up thinking of this book.  My grade is a B+ (It took me awhile to get into it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;In a side note, Elizabeth Gilbert is having a book published in January called Committed: A Skeptic Makes Peace With Marriage.  My question is how can you write a book (Eat, Pray, Love) on being ok with being on your own and then GET MARRIED.  As far as I'm concerned she is on my shit-list right now.  Alas, I will be reading her book in January.  She better have a good excuse for herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-7675976343879152341?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7675976343879152341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/three-cups-o-tea-and-then-some.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/7675976343879152341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/7675976343879152341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/three-cups-o-tea-and-then-some.html' title='Three Cups O&apos; Tea and then some'/><author><name>Julia H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15119535422704048923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__CCsTRI0k0I/SohfstL7LkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/hOSUG9Mo6cU/S220/IMG_6929_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-7051108973635010002</id><published>2009-08-29T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T11:15:23.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Devil Comes to Orekhovo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the Nines Roll Over &amp;amp; Other Stories&lt;/span&gt; by David Benioff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;For those of you who have waning attention spans and have trouble finishing an entire book before you start the next one, this collection of short stories might be perfect for you. David Benioff wrote &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The City of Thieves,&lt;/span&gt; which was incredible, and he didn’t fail to impress me with these short stories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;It is a collection of eight people and snippets of their transformations and some of the character-changing events in their lives. Not only do you get to know each character better than you might like, you almost feel every stage of agony, every humiliation, rebellion, and desire that each experiences. A single moment of clarity or sadness is illuminated by humorous flip sides with political undertones. And every story has a twist that you don’t quite see coming. Benioff is honestly a storytelling force. I breezed through this 223-page book in 2 days, unable to put it down or even take it out of my bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Just to give you a sneak peak, I’m including a snippet of one story so you can get a taste of his writing and what you might expect if you run across it in the near future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;“Every time I look out my window I see the city where you live, and I wonder where you are, and what you’re doing, hidden behind the stacks of tall buildings. Nothing so mundane as laundry or grocery s hopping – no, the laws of bad reality don’t apply to you, you give birth to dead fathers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Somewhere in the city Leonard exists, haunting the mind of another blessed suitor. I’m in mourning for a man who never was, that’s true, but I still expect to meet Leonard one day, playing dice in the back room of a sawdust bar, a crude mermaid tattooed on his forearm, a battered copy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Moby Dick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; in the pocket of his leather jacket. I’ll buy him a glass of whiskey and listen to his stories.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Grade: A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-7051108973635010002?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7051108973635010002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/devil-comes-to-orekhovo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/7051108973635010002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/7051108973635010002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/devil-comes-to-orekhovo.html' title='The Devil Comes to Orekhovo'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10091858203845573734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-125252842337130418</id><published>2009-08-25T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:10:26.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedophilia, Classics, Murderers..All In A Day's Read</title><content type='html'>I've just finished a whole slew of books which is typical for me. I don't savor and pour over books. I read them like my dog drinks water after lying in the sun for hours. If this isn't a clear enough metaphor, let's just say I devour them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first I will mention here is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fierce Invalids Home from Hot Climates&lt;/span&gt; by Tom Robbins. After sending out a little facebook query, three people from totally separate segments of my life recommended Tom Robbins. That's a sign if I ever saw one. This book has some parts that made me queasy due to the main character's lust for his teenage stepsister (it's not cute like stepsibling love in Clueless), still I haven't read something this funny in a while. Also it took me a few weeks to get through (read: a looong time for me) because there was lots of extremely garrulous repartee. That's right, kids, words I didn't know! It excited me to no end. Robbins doesn't hide his love for words or his thoughts on the silly American way of life. He has a way of making bizarre Amazon tribes look more put together than CIA officials and I wondered the whole time...isn't that the truth? Robbins' social commentary is funny enough that you don't have to be a flaming liberal (though you will enjoy it more) to appreciate the plot and subtle jokes. Also even though it takes place in modern day the reality isn't too real. So just relax and get in the mind of a far out hippie dude for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to be stuck on classics, because I feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Classic Guilt&lt;/span&gt; - or the pressing need to read every book listed on those Top 100 Books of All Time lists. This summer I made a conscious effort to meander off classics for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the following mediocre books and saved you time by listing the quality book you should read instead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 1. You Shall Know Our Velocity!&lt;/span&gt; by Dave Eggers (Swap for: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;2. Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Robert Pirsig (Swap for: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siddhartha&lt;/span&gt; by Herman Hesse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Downtown Owl&lt;/span&gt; by Chuck Klosterman. (Swap for: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONUS:&lt;br /&gt;Just because I preach these to whomever is listening.... As a hardcore Illinoisan I would recommend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Manhunt: The 12-day Chase for Lincoln's Killer&lt;/span&gt; by James L. Swanson. I would not lead you astray to some boring presidential retelling. This book is chock full of details but still reads like a solid murder mystery. Also I walk by the Ford's Theatre where Lincoln was killed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every day &lt;/span&gt;on my way to work. I hope to see his ghost soon and give him a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, check out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Devil in the White City&lt;/span&gt; by Erik Larson. This is great if you like Chicago, World's Fair history, architecture, and/or gory mass-murderers. Yes, you can have it all! Plus it's nice to read some nonfiction that is palatable. It also helps develop great trivia for happy hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-125252842337130418?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/125252842337130418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/pedophilia-classics-murderersall-in.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/125252842337130418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/125252842337130418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/pedophilia-classics-murderersall-in.html' title='Pedophilia, Classics, Murderers..All In A Day&apos;s Read'/><author><name>Kolleen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-1053174474328157734</id><published>2009-08-18T12:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T12:33:20.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the climb.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Typical, Julia. Typical. I kind of love this blog, though. Also, put the Holocaust book down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I adored &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eat, Pray, Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; as well. It makes me think that even if we fuck up our decisions right now about where to go in life, stay in a relationship too long or never realize what we want... we'll figure it all out some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My Sister's Keeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; had an original story idea, was well written and had interesting characters, but it was SO hyped up before I read it; I don't know if it had a fair shot to make it into my favorite-books-of-all-time list. Cat- thanks for the shout out recommendation for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Plain Truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Although I'm not in crim. law this semester, it sounds interesting. Chels- I only got mid-way through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Water for Elephant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;s, too. Not to mention 10 other books (Julia you know I've been working on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; for 4 years now).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now that I've spent all this time responding and commenting to other bloggers... let me tell you how absolutely devoted I am to Jon Krakauer (Author of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Into The Wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;). While that book is one of my favorites, I recently read his book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Into Thin Air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and recommend it whole-heartedly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Krakauer is a journalist (!) at Outside Magazine, and writes non-fiction, outdoorsy, extreme circumstances types of books. He is everything I'd want to be as a journalist and writer. Many of us spent years in the j-school learning how to one day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; write and research this well. (ps. another survivor of the expedition wrote a book refuting some of Krakauer's assertions, mostly because he didn't like the observations Krakauer printed about him. However, Krakauer and his editors have explained their research and comments- we all know that journalists can get slack for telling truths that some people don't want to hear).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Into Thin Air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, is an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;intensely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; honest account of an expedition to the top of Mt. Everest that went horribly wrong. As a storm rolled in, mistakes were made, oxygen-depletion clouded the climbers' physical and mental capabilities, and many people died as a result- several of whom were famous mountaineers. Their back stories are all included and pretty compelling, too. The author attempts to recount each detail that contributed to the incident, and even accounts for his own mistakes. Although you pretty much know right off bat who lives and dies, it still pained me to read about their deaths, because Krakauer gets you so invested in their lives. I had to fight back tears during some chapters. (And nausea during others... oxygen depletion does not do good things to the body). He drags on a bit when it comes to historical aspects of the mountain and its climbers, but it all comes together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Grade: A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Must get back to my other books now- contracts and civil procedure! WOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;loves, Jess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Also, I know it's not a book, but you guys should seriously see District 9. I loved it. But not Julia, because it's sci-fi).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-1053174474328157734?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1053174474328157734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-climb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/1053174474328157734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/1053174474328157734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-climb.html' title='It&apos;s the climb.'/><author><name>Jkgmizzou@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-6153299370061466175</id><published>2009-08-18T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:54:21.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Satan sells Hamburgers?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Just in case you run across this book whilst scanning the shelves at Borders, I am sending out this warning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;* Satan Burger by Carlton Mellick III.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;This is one of the few books I have ever read that I would never recommend to anyone. (This and the biography of Abigail Adams that I read in 7th grade – it made me want to stab my eyes out; so I decided to cut out her picture from the cover of the book with an exacto knife. Lol Yeah, it was that bad.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Anyway, Satan Burger is about a burger shop called Satan Burger that is run by the actual Satan in what is supposed to be the future Earth before the death of humanity. The protagonist, Leaf, and his strange friends all work at Satan Burger in exchange for souls because God has given up on the human race. Heaven is closed in this book, so there’s this vagina, called the Walm (also the cover of the book – a lady’s vagina), that serves as a gateway between dimensions, constantly spewing out demon-possessed creatures and blue women. Leaf, who happens to have God’s eyes and can leave his own body to observe the world around him, gets impregnated by a blue woman and then meets Jesus. It’s a twisted story about the end of the world that is disjointed, apocalyptic, and bizarre. As much as I love South Park and twisted stories and characters, this was just too much. You have been warned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-6153299370061466175?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6153299370061466175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/satan-sells-hamburgers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/6153299370061466175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/6153299370061466175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/satan-sells-hamburgers.html' title='Satan sells Hamburgers?'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10091858203845573734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-338822287948175999</id><published>2009-08-16T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T02:13:10.479-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Smashed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;I'm going to go ahead and assume the "vegan cookbook" reader is me...and how creepily right you are. I'm actually in the middle of reading Skinny Bitch, review soon to come; I know all you meaties cannot wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Anyways, as much as I love reading, for some reason lately I haven't been able to get through ANY books. I'm just going to go ahead and blame the J-school; I already blame it for all bad things in life anyways. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Some of my most recent half-reads are Franny and Zooey, The Time Traveler's Wife (I plan on finishing this soon so I can see the movie...mmm Eric Bana), Three Cups of Tea, Water for Elephants and Love in the Time of Cholera. If you've read any of these books and LOVE them, let me know so I can give them another try. In an attempt to get back to my former bookworm self, I decided to re-read one my favorite quick (but not light) reads — Smashed: The Story of a Drunken Childhood by Koren Zailckas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Smashed chronicles Koren's drinking career, a frighteningly accurate representation of my (and most girls, I'm sure) high school and college experience, from her first taboo sip at 15 to the still comedic bleary-eyed hangover at 16 to the terrifying near hospital visit at 17 to her social dependency on alcohol at 22. As a recent college grad, I find this subject both engaging as well as eerily relatable.  While there is plenty mention of blackouts, frat parties, jell-o shots, party foul push ups, seas of red cups overflowing with natty, unidentifiable morning-after bruises and the insatiable want, no wait THE NEED, for 2 eggs over easy with wheat toast at 3am (okay, maybe not that last one), Smashed is an important look at the root of these kinds of risky actions and the curious culture of alcohol, college and, most importantly, alcohol + college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;An easy read on a not-so-easy subject.  (A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-338822287948175999?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/338822287948175999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/smashed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/338822287948175999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/338822287948175999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/smashed.html' title='Smashed'/><author><name>chelsea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_flbS9VlFPs8/S2yJquaQebI/AAAAAAAAAuU/oFkgS-KJ1DM/S220/c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-1039708591306792694</id><published>2009-08-16T14:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:21:20.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Books Galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So, even though I have yet to read a Jodi Picoult book, I can honestly say that I have a reading obsession and that she is on my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in the middle of three books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Three Cups of Tea by Greg Mortenson, which is LOVELY Julia. Yes, it is hard to get in to, but it was recommended by my Law and Ethics professor who is from South Africa. It's a little difficult to get through because it's not the interesting court cases and flowery writing and action after romance after action type of novel, but it does paint the beautiful picture of a man dedicated to education and to helping other people...a feel good. I have about six chapters left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Possible Side Effects by Augusten Burroughs (the author of Running with Scissors). The majority of Burroughs's books are semi-autobiographical and have many stories of his life as a gay man with a drinking problem. He blends dry humor with provocative stories that literally have left me laughing out loud in public places. It's sexual, disturbing, hilarious, and comical at times because it is essentially him delving into his most personal problems and making fun of it all the while. It makes for a super interesting read. Worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The City of Ember by Jeanne DuPrau. Ok, so everyone knows that I am an elementary education major, so I am required to read popular young adult novels for the majority of my classes. This book is science fiction, I know, you're thinking, "Gross, why would I ever want to read science fiction?" But, this is such a great book. Great enough in fact that I am on book number three of the four part series. It is essentially about two children who are assigned jobs to work in their city (sort of like The Giver by Lois Lowry), and they try to solve the problems of their city and escape before they run out of supplies or the lights go out. If you like mysteries, reading at a middle school level, and want a fun, quick read, I would totally recommend the first two books of Ember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now. There are many, many other books that I've read this summer that I have adored and would be happy to recommend, but I am in the process of moving all of my belongings from my house in Texas to my new house in Orlando. Very sad and exciting moving on with life. I hope all of you are well and that you look into some of these books. I'm definitely going to check out Picoult next time I'm in Borders (which is much better than Barnes and Noble, no offense Jess, because they have crazy good coupons, great kids books, and dollar bins with great books). Ok, enough from me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Logan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-1039708591306792694?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1039708591306792694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/books-galore.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/1039708591306792694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/1039708591306792694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/books-galore.html' title='Books Galore'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10091858203845573734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-7763052251306876999</id><published>2009-08-16T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:09:12.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain Truth- Jodi Picoult</title><content type='html'>I know, I know. ANOTHER Jodi Picoult novel. What can I say? It was Buy 2, Get one free at Barnes and Noble the other day, and not only did I practically push others out of the way so I could see what Picoult books were on the selection table, I'm already half way through the Plain Truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plain Truth follows the story of a teenage Amish girl who is charged with first degree murder of her newborn son. I was first drawn to the title because I've always had an unhealthy obsession with learning about the Amish, and while this book gives you an introductory course to Amish culture, it lacks an exciting twist that usually is guaranteed with other Picoult novels (In her defense, I still have 200 pages left, but I was too excited/bored not to write a blog entry sooner...hah!) I also feel that most of the story is predictable as well as repetitive and does not leave the reader guessing as to what could happen. While it is an interesting topic, I am going to have to say I am still looking for a Jodi Picoult novel that competes with that of The Pact (about teenage double suicide pact) and My Sister's Keeper (which we all know and already love).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Grade: B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I recommend this book? Yes, but only for those of you (Ms. Grunberg) in law school and appreciate a good court case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-7763052251306876999?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7763052251306876999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/plain-truth-jodi-picoult.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/7763052251306876999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/7763052251306876999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/plain-truth-jodi-picoult.html' title='Plain Truth- Jodi Picoult'/><author><name>Beauty and the Bean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09777695700385276231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-6207405023250029382</id><published>2009-08-16T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:35:20.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, I'll go first :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;This little bookworm is going to share her thoughts on books whether you like it or not.  So my favorite book still remains Eat, Pray, Love.  I'm not sure how everyone feels about the book but it inspired me to never marry and just travel the world.  I'm also fairly certain it became my favorite book because I read it while I hated my life and would have hurt a small child in order to leave the country and travel to Italy, Indonesia, and India.  Wouldn't it be nice if we could all have a monk help us find ourselves again.  Not to mention fall in lust with an Italian stud and drink wine like it's going out of style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;A more recent favorite has been Jodster's latest novel, Handle With Care.  I thought it was JUST AS GOOD as My Sister's Keeper.  Picoult loves to tackle moral issues and get you thinking about what you would do if you were in these characters situations.  What would you do if the man you desperately wanted to love you again ended up raping you? Press charges? Stay quiet? Or what if saving your daughter meant taking a heart donation from a killer?  What if you knew you were going to have a child with physical handicaps... would you still have it?  Jodi tends to be depressing and that's why I love her.  Besides these are issues I think about all the time :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Next on my book list is Three Cups of Tea. Cat was definitely right, it's very hard to get into.  It's about a humanitarian doing good in third world countries, but if it doesn't pick up soon I'm switching to Gods in Alabama.  It's a book about southernors and racism.  Naturally a white girl falls in love with a black guy, what will happen!!!???!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;So what is your favorite book? Best summer read? Most overrated book? I'm DYING to know :) Love you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-6207405023250029382?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6207405023250029382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-ill-go-first.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/6207405023250029382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/6207405023250029382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-ill-go-first.html' title='Ok, I&apos;ll go first :)'/><author><name>Julia H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15119535422704048923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__CCsTRI0k0I/SohfstL7LkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/hOSUG9Mo6cU/S220/IMG_6929_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432890054615289438.post-9051877693609147434</id><published>2009-08-16T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:34:55.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's have some fun, these books are sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I know most of you hate me for starting a book blog, but I don't care.  I go back and forth at bookstores, do I buy another Jodi Picoult book? how much will Jess judge me if I get another book on the Holocaust?  When you shop for shoes you know whether or not it fits.  Well, you can't exactly try on books.  So this is my sad attempt to have anyone and everyone share what they are reading, what they've read, and what they think.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3432890054615289438-9051877693609147434?l=thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/9051877693609147434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-have-some-fun-these-books-are-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/9051877693609147434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3432890054615289438/posts/default/9051877693609147434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetravelingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-have-some-fun-these-books-are-sick.html' title='Let&apos;s have some fun, these books are sick'/><author><name>Julia H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15119535422704048923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__CCsTRI0k0I/SohfstL7LkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/hOSUG9Mo6cU/S220/IMG_6929_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
