One Book, One Philadelphia is coming back for the tenth year in a row. The 2012 book selection is Edwidge Danticat’s Create Dangerously: The Immigrant Artist at Work.
Isn’t that a wonderful thought? 101 books to read. I was going to add “in a lifetime” to the title, but I’m quite certain that – if you’re anything like me – you will not need a lifetime to read 101 books. My quest for new books to devour is never ending and I could spend hours in a bookstore or library.
But I have to admit, I find it hard sometimes to just go out and pick up any book I come across. There’s always that slight apprehension that I’ll choose the wrong one (a feeling easily applicable to anything in life really), but it’s more as if I get overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of choice that lays at my fingertips.This is when I get sucked in the book vortex, where time seems to stop. Continue reading “101 books to read”
Yesterday marked the beginning of Banned Books Week (Sept. 24 – Oct. 1). What is that, you may be asking and I have to admit until I saw a post by Insatiable Booksluts on freshly pressed, I didn’t know it was celebrated either.
In this land of the free and home of the brave, we love that we have a constitutional right to the freedom of speech and you would think that we could freely write and read any materials that we desire to. For the most part this is true, but censorship is undeniably alive and well in this country and around the world. Continue reading “What happened to freadom?”
One of the things I love the most about reading new books is not just discovering a new world, but discovering an author whose words take you on a journey that you never want to end. They words they choose and the way they lay them into a sentence that flows into a paragraph, into a whole chapter and more come together in perfect harmony enabling you to put yourself in the shoes of the main character.
This is what I found as I devoured the book I’ve been reading over this past week: Undress Me in the Temple of Heaven by Susan Jane Gilman. Upon completing this wonderful piece of art in the form of a memoir, I want to read her other books.
This past Sunday we commemorated the 10th anniversary of the September 11 attacks. I will always remember that day; everyone will always remember that day. I was 16 and still living in Germany. After just coming home from school, I turned on the TV and saw the live coverage of the two planes crashing into the twin towers against the backdrop of a perfectly blue sky. I remember feeling paralyzed as it was hard to fathom what was happening. My thoughts immediately went to my uncle, who takes the train every day into the WTC station. Later we found out that he had thankfully missed his train that day. Continue reading “The five people you meet in heaven for one more day”