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At Home: A Short History of Private Life ~Bill Bryson

At Home: A Short History of Private Life ~Bill Bryson

–published 2010
–Doubleday
–512 pages (452 main text)
–5/5 stars

Books are crafty and clever things. Even when one is exercising economic self-restraint and has taken great pains to eschew dens of iniquity (the local book shops), books have a way of pulling the ol’ snake charmer routine on you, and before you know it you find yourself at home with one, or more, new friends. Such was the case with me on a recent trip north of Kansas City to attend a work-related training. I was innocently listening to NPR when suddenly, without warning (or at least without anything I recognized as a warning), author Bill Bryson was reading to me from, and being interviewed about, his just released book, At Home: A Short History of Private Life. Even had I not partaken of and enjoyed Bryson’s book, A Walk in the Woods, many years prior, I would not have been able to resist the siren song of this book. It will surprise no one that on my lunch break that day I found the nearest bookstore, Borders, and walked out with this [thankfully 40% off] hardback.

Amazon calls it “an authoritative history of domesticity”.

Publisher’s Weekly says, “Bryson takes readers on a tour of his house, a rural English parsonage, and finds it crammed with 10,000 years of fascinating historical bric-a-brac. Each room becomes a starting point for a free-ranging discussion of rarely noticed but foundational aspects of social life.”

I say, “there is enough fascinating history…not dry history, but history come alive…in At Home that one could use it as a map for a lifetime of marvelous reading or simply devour it gluttonously as I did.”

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Let ‘er RIP: A Interview with Jennifer Gordon


(Butterfly Girl II)

Our wonderful art hostess for RIP V, Jennifer Gordon, has once again graciously agreed to sit in the interview chair. I have been a fan of Jennifer Gordon’s work for the past few years, and in that time she has also grown into a good friend. I appreciate so much that she allows me to use her always ethereal, sometimes gothic, art to accompany the R.eaders I.mbibing P.eril challenge. If you haven’t had the pleasure of partaking of my previous interviews with Jennifer, here are the links:

An Interview with Jennifer Gordon

Jennifer Gordon on the Gothic Muse and All Hallow’s Eve

And with no further ado, heeeeere’s Jennifer Gordon:

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Do Not Adjust Your Expectations

Certification audit starts on Thursday. That means Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday are late nights, all work, and no (or at least very little 😉 ) play.

So if I am not posting, or visiting your sites, or answering email, it is not because I have become a social recluse.

At least not yet anyway. We’ll see how the audit goes.

When You Reach Me ~Rebecca Stead

When You Reach Me ~Rebecca Stead

–published 2009
–Listening Library, unabridged audio (4 hours, 20 minutes)
–book: Wendy Lamb Books (208 pages)
–2010 Newbery Medal Winner
–4.25/5 stars

The year is 1979; Dick Clark’s $20,000 Pyramid is captivating viewers; a sense of innocence is in the air; and 6th grade Manhattan native Miranda, a latch-key child of a single mother, sees her days revolve around a special book and spending time with her friend Sal. A series of seemingly random events, accompanied by enigmatic notes left in peculiar places, seem to indicate that something bad is going to happen and that this unknown scribe may be her only hope.

Rebecca Stead’s novel is a rare exception among the many young adult books I have read lately, in that the protagonist actually feels like the twelve year old girl she is written to be, and yet her story is equally captivating for adults as well as younger children. Miranda tells the story of that fateful 6th grade year from the perspective of having passed through the events, reminiscing to her mysterious note writer about the events that have transpired.

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