ABC of Books

I’ve been busy. Super busy. With lovely lovely life stuff but still, busy. Out every night, I can’t remember the last time I ate at home, what do my lounge and kitchen even look like anymore kind of busy. The kind of busy where posting my 365 in 2013 photos falls to the side.

Tomorrow I am headed to New Plymouth with four friends for a small small road trip, two nights in a bach in Bell Block, and the tattoo festival in between.

So I’ll be back. Soon. With a lot of photos. In the meantime, you can read this survey I found on Nova’s blog.

Thursday: books like this and wrists like mine make me glad for e-readers

Author you’ve read the most books from:
I’ve read every book Jon Ronson, Bill Bryson, and Mary Roach have ever written.

Best Sequel Ever:
Fingers crossed it’s Doctor Sleep. I’ve yet to start but I’m hopeful.

Currently Reading:
The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt, NOS4RTU by Joe Hill, Helter Skelter by Vincent Bugliosi, and The Rehearsal by Eleanor Catton. I’m barely ever reading one book at a time.

Drink of Choice While Reading:
Coffee! Always coffee. Sometimes whisky.

E-reader or Physical Book:
I use both, and am a fan of both. I certainly don’t think e-readers will be the death of books.
I use the kindle app on my phone when there’s a book I want to read immediately (The Goldfinch. I read a review and had it open on my phone 2 minutes later), or a book so long I would struggle to hold it (I had such trouble with the hard copy of Wolf Hall), or so I can read a few pages over lunch or in line without having to carry a book with me at all times.
That being said, I love the heft of a good book. I love well-worn pages. I love the smell of second hand bookstores. I love full bookshelves.

Sunday: book fair

Fictional Character You Probably Would Have Actually Dated In High School:
Oh I have no idea. Someone horrifically inappropriate. Humbert Humbert?

Glad You Gave This Book a Chance:
Fatherland by Thomas Harris. An interesting premise, a boring beginning, but I loved it by the end.

Hidden Gem Book:
The Rehearsal by Eleanor Catton. I haven’t finished it yet but I am simply adoring her turn of phrase.

Important Moment in your Reading Life:
My mother.
She insisted that if I was to order a ‘junk’ book from the Scholastic pamphlet, I also had to order something ‘worthy.’ She also insisted that I read for 30 minutes before bed. These things, combined with not really being allowed the TV on during the day but being allowed to read if we wanted, led to a voracious appetite for books, for which I will be eternally grateful.

Just Finished:
Hyperbole and a Half by Allie Brosh. I read it over an afternoon, it’s a quick but highly entertaining read.

Thursday: accidental over ordering

Kinds of Books You Won’t Read:
Maeve Binchy, Marian Keyes et al. Conversely, Lee Child et al.

Longest Book You’ve Read:
Wolf Hall by Hilary Mantel. It was pretty hard going, but worth it, and I enjoyed Bring Out the Bodies a lot more as a result.

Major book hangover because of:
Honestly, I don’t remember. I did get infuriated at the ending of The Marriage Plot by Eugenides but I don’t think rage counts as a hangover.

Number of Bookcases You Own:
One. If I want to travel sometime in the next two-three years, I don’t want to have to deal with more than a bookshelf of books.

One Book You Have Read Multiple Times:
Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier, Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov, It by Stephen King, The Power of One by Bryce Courtenay, Helter Skelter by Vincent Bugliosi.

Preferred Place To Read:
Sitting pretzeled into the chair we used to own, by the window in the flat where we used to live. It was the perfect size for me to sit sideways and the windowsill held my coffee.
Now I make do with the sofa in the lounge or sitting up on my bed. I don’t have a good spot to read at the moment.

Second hand books

Quote that inspires you/gives you all the feels from a book you’ve read:
The first page of Lolita. I can recite it almost from heart

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.

She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.

Did she have a precursor? She did, indeed she did. In point of fact, there might have been no Lolita at all had I not loved, one summer, a certain initial girl-child. In a princedom by the sea. Oh when? About as many years before Lolita was born as my age was that summer. You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns.

Reading Regret:
The Marriage Plot by Jeffrey Eugenides. Ugh.

Series You Started And Need To Finish (all books are out in series):
The Hitchhikers’ Guide to the Galaxy. I still haven’t read the last book.

Three of your All-Time Favourite Books:
Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov, Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier, Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides.

Beautiful font

Unapologetic Fangirl For:
Mary Roach

Very Excited For This Release More Than All The Others:
I don’t really have anything I’m waiting for, though I have read the first two of the Guillermo del Toro & Chuck Hogan novels and would quite like to find out what happens in the third.

Worst Bookish Habit:
Turning over the corner of a page to mark my place.

Your latest book purchase:
The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt

ZZZ-snatcher book (last book that kept you up WAY late):
The Fault in our Stars. Kept me up and made me cry all the tears.

Wednesday: signed up for a library card


365 in 2013

365 in 2013

Sunday: oh fuck.
Yea. This is the reason there was no Saturday photo. Poor wee lens.

Monday: Labour day!
Long long long weekend. I went to brunch with pals and waited for someone to get back into town.

Tuesday: is it wrong that I almost want this shirt?
It’s probably wrong that I kind of want this shirt, right?

Wednesday: it hadn't seemed like rain when I left in the morning
I swear, it was sunny when I got dressed and left the house. Do I seem like the kind of person to read a weather report?

Thursday: WLG is a graveyard of battered umbrellas
Halloween night after a stormy Wellington day. Rubbish bins as umbrella graveyards.

Friday: bright grey light, bright decrepit building
In my neighbourhood, bright grey light on a bright decrepit building.

Saturday: sun sun sun and the Chocolate Fish cafe
The sun was out so we drove out to the Chocolate Fish Cafe and ate sandwiches in the sun.

Sunday: taking photos for BCTT
Helping out BCTT by taking a few promo shots for their next Mamet production.

Monday: sunstrike heading home
Heading home. Sunstrike from the building across the street.

Tuesday: grand building post-knitting
I always forget about this building but I also always adore the entrance.

Wednesday: a fireplace and seats beside it
Meeting a friend for one wine between work and evening meetings, we chose the seats by the fire.

Thursday: accidental over ordering
I pre-ordered one in May then apparently forgot and pre-ordered another copy in July. I also both started and finished it on Saturday afternoon.

Friday: heading out in the sun
Ugh these flowers. They’re so cheery.

Saturday: reflections
Strange levels and stranger reflections. Walking down The Terrace.


Prescription glasses and a sour look