Category: Winter Reading 2019

This 30 page essay was a great way to kick off a late February Saturday morning. Neighbor Dave dropped off a Harvard Classic compilation of essays that reads on the spine “English Essays Sidney to Macauley”. Shelley’s essay grabbed my attention at the title. Feeling particularly vulnerable and unsafe as a person in America these

Henry Marsh is a doctor who writes interesting “Stories of Life, Death, and Brain Surgery” (that’s the subtitle of this book).  I’ve always been interested in medicine, so I lap up books like this one.  I’m a fan of Jerome Groopman and Atul Gawande, for instance.  While it’s terrifying to know so much about what

I read this book because I saw a recommendation from a favorite author of mine, George Saunders.  This is Adjei-Brenyah’s first book.  His dedication is:  “For my mom, who said, ‘How can you be bored?  How many books have you written?’” These stories take on some of the big issues:  violence in our society based

I haven’t written anything about my reading for too long, and since I’m still not ready I thought I’d just tell you about that!  My reading pattern during this winter period has been atypical.  I’ve been interweaving books since the start, mostly because of library due dates that cannot be extended. I was listening to

I’ve had this book — not the exact book but I’ve had a copy of Mindfield one way or another — for over half of my short life. I have never read it cover to cover, but the winter sessions have a way of bringing me into this poetic MINDFIELD. I only appreciated the title fully

I had mixed feelings about this book. I loved this book and I didn’t love this book. I read through some sections grinning from ear to ear, amazed and delighted at what I was reading and learning. I read some pages through tears, heartbroken and shocked that an unknown creature could bring me to tears.

Just wanted to share some thoughts about Mei-mei Berssenbrugge. I have her book Hello, the Roses sitting on the top of my book pile and pick it up often to read a few lines. She absolutely blows my mind. A single line of almost any of her poems is a mini discourse on physics, perception,

Well, I’m back on the trilogy train though this time I’m hanging out with Margaret Atwood. I started reading this once before and it didn’t stick, but I am now committed to reading the trilogy which has made reading come more easily. The first 100 pages were a little slow for me— sure, apocalypse, I

This book was such a great find. I had read a brief excerpt from it in the reading material for a class I was taking and it really spoke to me. I took a chance and ordered it and am so, so glad that I did. Written by Wendy Trusler (WT) and Carol Devine (CD),