Every year I set out to read 52 books, the equivalent of one a week for a year. I have never reached my goal, but I aim for it every year. This year I read 37 books. These included history, theology, poetry, and fiction. Here are a few highlights from my 2018 reading. Continue reading Thoughts on Books I Read in 2018
Every year I set out to read 52 books. I usually make it to between 32-38 books in a year. This year I read only 24 which is an exceptionally slow reading year for me. Unexpected turns came in 2016 and 2017 that slowed my pace in both writing and reading. I hope to get my groove back in 2018. I am off to a good start having finished reading my first book of the year on January 2.
Below are some of the highlights of my 2017 reading: Continue reading Book Review of Books Read in 2017
I am passionate about writing. I’ve loved writing from a young age. I still have my handwritten attempts at writing a Nancy Drew novel as well as my attempt at a Star Trek novel. However, today I write non-fiction along with an occasional poem. I’m the girl who loved essay assignments in college. I signed up for every writing intensive course I could find. I was often disappointed that the classes were not challenging enough. I wanted to be pushed to grow in skill and technique. Continue reading On Writing
Some people rescue cats and dogs, I rescue books. I’m a book rescuer. I’ve treasure hunted for special finds in Thrift Stores for many years. Over the years, I have observed the mistreatment of books in these establishments. They are tossed in large bins or baskets before being placed on the display shelves. They sit huddled, one atop of another, this way and that, with pages bending and bindings straining. I’ve watched thrift store clerks rearrange the books on a shelf by slamming them into a grocery cart before they reload them on a different shelf. I’ve also seen what happens at the end of the line when the unsold books go to the clearance warehouse and then the trash. Oh the misery of watching books cast away as worthless paper.
I have always enjoyed finding books for my own collection at thrift store prices. Some years ago, I began buying books I already own that I deem excellent reads. I rescue these poor books from their thrift store prisons and save them for readers who want them. When I am discussing a particular book or author with a friend and they express interest in the book, I search my give away collection to find the book its new home.
I fulfill several purposes in this arrangement. First, I enjoy the treasure hunt. Second, I enjoy saving readers the retail price by Continue reading For the Love of Books
I aim to never read alone. I find that I draw so much more from a book when I read with the collective voices of other authors who have addressed the particular subject. I bounce the words I read off the thoughts I’ve gleaned before from these illustrious voices. I look for where they fit in the conversation. Often I find the voice I am reading to provide a missing element of the conversation. Sometimes it broadness the conversation to include new avenues the subject has yet to reach in my studies. Still, at other times, it narrows the conversation into intricate detail that is the needle and thread weaving the knowledge more securely to the big picture. There are also those writers whose handling of the subject seems to have missed the conversation altogether and yet the other voices come in to play in rebuttal.
My favorite authors to read with are G.K. Chesterton, C.S. Lewis, Francis Schaeffer, Alister McGrath, and a great many others that have joined the conversation over the years. My bookshelves are bulging with their many voices. They span the spectrum of subjects. To name a few consider: John Locke, Charles Dickens, Niccolo Machiavelli, J.R.R Tolkein, Malcolm Muggeridge, Adam Smith, Henry David Thoreau, or newer voices like Ravi Zacharias, Rick Joyner, Bill Johnson, and Danny Silk. All of these have something to contribute to the big questions of life and the more Continue reading Never Read Alone