For the past four Saturdays, my parents had dragged me to the next city over to look at new houses. I didn’t much care for the realtors we were instructed to follow each weekend; they always felt swarthy and as though they saw people as dollar signs and property, not families and homes. I avoided the cutesy “What’s your name?” and “How old are you little miss?” questions by sticking my nose in a book and keeping it there. Unless I was specifically told “leave it in the car,” my book du jour traveled with me.
Lately I had been reading more chapter books, adventure novels where the girls were heroes and the boys needed saving. I read novels of large families, all the siblings constantly fighting over what little there was, but always learning a lesson in love, too. I read books that were too grown-up for a nine-year-old, meeting Stephen King’s Annie Wilkes and her sledgehammer before I was even in “double-digits.” My parents didn’t really care what I read, I was reading. It also meant I wasn’t talking to them; I seemed to bother them with my emphatic questions and observant musings.
Any observant musings from you?
Ma didn’t want to live in a green house. She said it reminded her of mint chocolate chip ice cream, and that was weird. Daddy promised her we’d paint it “straight away” multiple times as we pulled away from what he hoped was our new home. I wasn’t impressed by the green house either, but I was impressed by the acres of land, the fields of blackberry brambles, and the creek that ran diagonally through the parcel. I wanted to explore the dog run on the north side of the property, and climb into the tree fort in the south side’s lone cottonwood tree. I’d have my own room with built-in bookshelves if my parents picked this house.
At nine years old, moving was starting to become a regular thing for me. My triangle-family had moved from apartment to apartment renting as we went. Ma got used to dealing with the landlords complaining about clogged toilets and moldy kitchen faucets and Daddy normally did extra yard work to lower our rent. I used the dusty phone book that was invariably left in a back closet to find the nearest public library. I’d cross reference the address in the white pages with the maps on the blue pages, hoping with all my being that the distance between the new place and the library was walkable. It had yet to be.
I received my Spring 2018 FabFitFun box while traveling, and loved opening it to discover my treasures. One of the best treasures from the box is this spiffy Homemade by Ayesha Curry coffee mug! It’s probably nearing 16 ounces and keeps my coffee warm until I can drink it.
I appreciate over-sized mugs, witty phrases or swear words, a large handle (man hands, here), and a sturdy, heavy feeling when I pick it up. This mug fits all my requirements!
Do you have a favorite type of mug?
I absolutely love to travel. I don’t just enjoy the vacationing part of travel, but I enjoy the adventure of getting to my destination.
Driving the 1 and the 101 north from California into Oregon provided me with a lot of thinking-time, and a lot of beautiful sights. I stopped almost every hour (either for a potty or photography break) and I enjoyed the simplicity of traveling solo. I got to choose the route, the music, the volume of the music, and where I stopped. It was perfect travel for me.
Stephen King’s End of Watch set the tone for my drive north, and I finished the book before I made it to my final destination. I previously tore through Mr. Mercedes (another King, book) and loved the story. End of Watch is not quite a sequel, but it’s more of the story of Mr. Mercedes. If you like Stephen King’s newer materials, this book is definitely a pleasure to read or listen to.
What are you currently reading?
California Redwoods and Giant Sequoias
I’m still traveling. I have the time to write, but I also don’t want to sit on my laptop all day while there are beautiful sights to see around me.
Today is a stay-near-home day (my parents’ home) and do a few little “buy souvenir” stops. Tomorrow I leave for Redding, California. I’ll make a ton of stops as I drive and take a ton more photographs!
Once I leave Redding I’m headed to the Placer County Gold Rush Museum. It’s not fully operational just yet (they moved it), but there is a first floor I can explore. The nerd in me wants to see whatever I can!
What are you up to this weekend?
Not dead, just vacationing! More later, because coffee and books and whatnot. Those go on vacation with me!
Is there any case which you would drop $100 to use a library outside of your city/county?
Living in Silicon Valley, I have driving access to both the Stanford University and UC Berkeley’s libraries … if I pay the $100 a year library card fee.
Next week, I’ll be making this purchase and beginning some research days in the East Bay at the University of my dreams. (I wanted to study German at Berkeley.) The access to the HISTORICAL library is enough for this writer to pony up some monies.
Would you pay for a specific library’s resources?
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- Favorite childhood books? The Phantom Tollbooth by Norton Juster, The Cay by Theodore Taylor, The Pushcart War by Jean Merrill.
- What books do you have on request at the library? Currently three of them. Life As A Pioneer on the Oregon Trail by Jeri Freedman, Frontier Grit: The Unlikely True Stories of Daring Pioneer Women by Marianne Monson, and Surviving the Journey: The Story of the Oregon Trail by Danny Kravitz.
- What do you currently have checked out at the library? Strangely enough, I have two books out right now, but my online account says only one. Good thing I’ve read Oregon Trail Revisited by Gregory Franzwa before and will return it. I also have Pioneer Children on the Journey West by Emmy E. Werner.
- Do you prefer to read one book at a time, or several at once? Ultimately I prefer to read one at a time in order to keep the story lines straight; but oftentimes I have multiple books going because I read for different aspects of my life.
- How often do you read out of your comfort zone? I think I’d say “regularly,” at this point. Growing up I avoided anything out of my comfort zone, but now-a-days I am willing to pick up and give any book a shot.
- What is your reading comfort zone? Anything but science fiction, but as I said in number five, I’ll read that now, too.
- Can you read on the bus? Yes. Also in a car, on a train, in an airplane, while walking, and quite possibly I could read a book while I ride my bike. I’m pretty talented.
- Do you ever dog-ear books? Yes; I see no problem in making a book mine if it’s going to be mine.
- Do you ever write in the margins of your books? All. The. Time. I love to “close read” and annotate while I have a new books. Many of my nonfiction books are both dog-eared AND written all over. Love on your books, they’re just paper!
- What will inspire you to recommend a book? If I can’t stop thinking about a book after I’ve finished it, I want to share it. If I stay up too late at night reading a book, I’ll recommend it. If a book made me think, cry, or question my own life, I’ll tell other people about it!