I literally spent hours in that bookstore on one of my trips (and I'm not saying this like some annoying teenager who has no sense of the true meaning of words, which is really annoying, but I really did spend hours in that bookstore - ask Elizabeth for verification, if needed). This is because I am the kind of person who at least looks at the title of every book on every bookshelf I stop in front of, and if I find a book that I am even somewhat considering, I put the title on a list in my mind for later on in the visit when I do a run through of what I found interesting. I usually spend an hour looking for books, and then 10 minutes doing a recap of the books I have looked at in consideration of buying them, then hit the shelves again for another hour, then do another recap (wash, rinse, repeat). I have a bad memory, and so by this point I usually have trouble remembering what books I looked at in the beginning, so I go back to the beginning and comb through the shelves I looked at previously once more (yes, I'm that book-shopper), this time picking up books that I remember finding interesting before, as well as books that seem interesting now. I then get a cart, because although at first I was having trouble finding good books, the few that I have now are weighing my arms down too much after the (no lie) third hour has passed.
So, a while ago I went to a local (to the area that I was working in) book store that is basically a sorted out warehouse of books on shelves at dirt cheap prices (a.k.a heaven) (although dirt isn't that cheap anymore, if you are buying it). Most of the books that I bought, all of which are new, were for $2.50 or less each.
I literally spent hours in that bookstore on one of my trips (and I'm not saying this like some annoying teenager who has no sense of the true meaning of words, which is really annoying, but I really did spend hours in that bookstore - ask Elizabeth for verification, if needed). This is because I am the kind of person who at least looks at the title of every book on every bookshelf I stop in front of, and if I find a book that I am even somewhat considering, I put the title on a list in my mind for later on in the visit when I do a run through of what I found interesting. I usually spend an hour looking for books, and then 10 minutes doing a recap of the books I have looked at in consideration of buying them, then hit the shelves again for another hour, then do another recap (wash, rinse, repeat). I have a bad memory, and so by this point I usually have trouble remembering what books I looked at in the beginning, so I go back to the beginning and comb through the shelves I looked at previously once more (yes, I'm that book-shopper), this time picking up books that I remember finding interesting before, as well as books that seem interesting now. I then get a cart, because although at first I was having trouble finding good books, the few that I have now are weighing my arms down too much after the (no lie) third hour has passed.
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So I am going to be completely honest about my feelings for this book. I hated it. There, I said it, and I won't apologize for it! I know what all of the arguments are going to be. I'll respond to them a little bit later. Side Note: Excuse me if the hatred doesn't quite filter through as much into the review, as Jason (Who's back, by the way! Welcome Back Jason!) interrupted my writing thoughts with happy Ducky Momo thoughts. There will be Ducky Momo pictures at the end of this post. Back to 1984. You may recall that this was required reading for my summer break (there was also a writing assignment ), as well as Swallows of Kabul. I get it. They don't want everyone's reading comprehension and response writing skills to go down over the summer, fine. But did they both have to be depressing books? Hello fellow bibliophiles! I hope all is well with you, but I think I might just dive head-first into the book review this week, if you do not mind (although I suppose that even if you did mind, I'm doing it anyways. My apologies.) Rick Riordan is acclaimed by many to be a great author, and I agree with that. The way he writes under different personalities is really interesting, as well as very realistic, despite it being a book about Egyptian magic and gods. He does not take anything to the point of overboard, just uses subtle hints from time to time - which is more to my liking, I think. Both of the main characters have people they seem interested in (even if only minorly), and he does not make me feel as though I am going to barf up grossly chunky bits of early teenage romance. (If you want to understand this better, please check out one of my prior reviews, Half Brother by Kenneth Oppel, which although I liked it, was a little overboard on the romance level of things.) This is seriously a good book - I could just let my brain relax with it, which, although some might argue otherwise, I feel to be a good thing, every once in a while. So, I read (or attempted to read) quite a few books this week! Yay! I've almost given up on trying to remember to update my what I'm reading. But I will try to be better at that in the future. The books that were only attempted, that I couldn't make it through, I'm not really going to mention here (I don't think that the ensuing rant is something you would want to hear, and it's really not something that I want to have to type out). But the other ones, those I'm going to give you a quick update on, and then a quick re-review of Flipped (sans summary. I think that the summary is what derailed me last time-that and the overtiredness). Cool? Cool. Onwards! Do you like your name? I really like my name - but I think that Katherine Applegate's name plain and simple rocks. I mean 'Applegate'?!? That is an amazing name, I am just going to say that. I read the 'About the Author' in the back of this book (since I am cool like that), and apparently she is married to another author, Michael Grant (who is a good author also), and I can't really blame her for not changing her name. Even if she only kept it/uses it as her writing name (I really don't know if Applegate is her last name or a pseudonym) I can't get over it. And if you called her Kate, she'd be Kate Applegate. It rhymes, and you just can't get too much cooler that. Her name aside, I really like this book (even if it is for children). It is written so simply, it seems to drive everything home. This book is from the perspective of Ivan, a gorilla who was (keyword there - was) the star attraction of a circus mall when he was a baby gorilla. Unfortunately, as animals tend to do, he grew older and lost that cute baby animal attractiveness that suckers us humans in to seeing something almost as much as offering us free money does, and the circus mall grows less and less popular, getting more and more rundown. So, first things first: Sorry about that Flipped review, I promise that the next time I do a review, there will be a secondary Flipped one at the end. Side Note: I found time to watch the movie, and while I do think that the book was better (when isn't the book better?), it was still a pretty great movie. On to what I was actually going to post about! We went garage-saleing today, and do you know what that means? Obviously it means that I got some new (to me) books! Would you like to see them? Because I am going to show you them! |
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