What: Top twenty favorite books in no particular order. Don’t think about it for too long. Take twenty minutes only to compile your list. Bold the ones you’ve read, or reread, since you’ve started blogging. Include novels, non fiction and plays.
It was harder than I thought, narrowing my list down to Only twenty books, but it was a lot of fun!
Pride and Prejudice
The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle
Mandy
Daddy Long Legs
Make Lemonade
The Silver Cricket
Going Solo
Where the Red Fern Grows
Out of the Dust
Banner in the Sky
The Cross and the Switchblade
Maniac Magee
Little Britches
Gods Smuggler
Two are Better than One
Cheaper by the Dozen
The Thief Lord
The Gamage Cup
Golden
Julie
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
A poem I wrote, ( I was in a bad mood that day ).
Constant is the rain,
sinking my spirits down
into the muddy ground
like a limp leaf.
Looming are the clouds,
colorless and steady,
promising a future of
wetness and cold.
Dark are my thoughts,
ready to murder anyone
who says a sunny word
to me.
Dead is the sibling,
the one that disregarded
his sisters warning.
Its funny, but I really like this one. Weird huh? Maybe because in the beginning it starts out so poetic, kinda sorta;). But after the second verse all the poeticness goes down hill and WOW do my true feelings emerge!
sinking my spirits down
into the muddy ground
like a limp leaf.
Looming are the clouds,
colorless and steady,
promising a future of
wetness and cold.
Dark are my thoughts,
ready to murder anyone
who says a sunny word
to me.
Dead is the sibling,
the one that disregarded
his sisters warning.
Its funny, but I really like this one. Weird huh? Maybe because in the beginning it starts out so poetic, kinda sorta;). But after the second verse all the poeticness goes down hill and WOW do my true feelings emerge!
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
The Dream.
Piano, my silent
mother,
I can touch you,
you are cool
and smooth
and willing
to stay with me
stay with me
talk to me.
Uncomplaining
you accept
the cover to your keys
and still
you
make room
for all that I
place
there.
We close our eyes
together
and together find that stillness
like a pond
a pond
when the wind is quiet
and the surface
glazes
gazing unblinking
at the blue sky.
I play songs
that have only the pattern
of my self in them
and you hum along
supporting me.
You are the
companion
to myself.
The mirror
with my mother's eyes.
~(Taken from) Out of the Dust,
by Karen Hesse
mother,
I can touch you,
you are cool
and smooth
and willing
to stay with me
stay with me
talk to me.
Uncomplaining
you accept
the cover to your keys
and still
you
make room
for all that I
place
there.
We close our eyes
together
and together find that stillness
like a pond
a pond
when the wind is quiet
and the surface
glazes
gazing unblinking
at the blue sky.
I play songs
that have only the pattern
of my self in them
and you hum along
supporting me.
You are the
companion
to myself.
The mirror
with my mother's eyes.
~(Taken from) Out of the Dust,
by Karen Hesse
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Beast by Donna Jo Napoli and Rafal Olbinski.
I gasp roughly.
Beast and warrior glow white, burning, against the gold ground.
The sun glints off the illuminated pages as it glints off the metal mar-snake-that twists around and around from my wrist to my elbow. My fists clench; I am aghast at dying, aghast at killing.
The sun glints off the illuminated pages as it glints off the metal mar-snake-that twists around and around from my wrist to my elbow. My fists clench; I am aghast at dying, aghast at killing.
I've always loved the story of Beauty and the Beast, and so I pranced upon this book, eagerly.
The story is told in first person, from the view of Orasmyn, a young prince who sets an ancient curse in motion by angering a fairy. Not very smart! He has to leave behind his beloved family in order to escape death at the hands of his unknowing father.
To India and back he travels, across Europe to France, in search redemption and forgiveness. Not knowing that a young French beauty named be Belle would be his redeemer.
I liked this book but I don't think I loved it. I did like the way she worked roses into the story (no I'm not going to tell you) and also learning about Muslim customs and other rituals I would never have learned otherwise! I do know for certain that I was absolutely fascinated by Donna Jo Napoli's way of retelling this classic story, and from a view not many people have ever thought of before!
warning: Some very graphic details.
Friday, April 4, 2008
Hi I'm back! I know you're thinking 'gee Rosie, thanks for deserting us, AGAIN!!" But that's not fair because I really haven't! Its all my computer fault! Anyways these last few weeks have been very busy but oh so much fun. I will update past happenings later, but first here are the four fairy tales I've chosen for the challenge.
Beast by by Donna Jo Napoli and Rafal Olbinski
The Rose Bride by Nancy Holder
Hush: An Irish Princess tale by Donna Jo Napoli
Golden by Cameron Donkey
A review is coming soon.
Beast by by Donna Jo Napoli and Rafal Olbinski
The Rose Bride by Nancy Holder
Hush: An Irish Princess tale by Donna Jo Napoli
Golden by Cameron Donkey
A review is coming soon.
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