So the lovely and beloved Peach did a meme a while back on her blog. Now, I know that generally memes are considered to be scraping the bottom of the barrel for blog topics, but I must confess to something.
Hello. My name is Beege. And I am a meme junkie.
I love them. Mostly, I think, because I like telling people what I think on a wide range of topics and I have no shame so that I will share any embarassing story that I can (have I shared the story of my very first job in high school? When I was Frosty the Snowman? And I fell over in the Tampon/Pad aisle and couldn’t get up because of my freaking big snowman head? If I haven’t, let me know. It’s stellar…).
This one, though, is about books. And I love books. I always have. I like new books, because they’re new and the binding cracks when you open it and the ink is all fresh-smelling and maybe a little smudgy. I like old books because they’re old and the binding is beat up and the ink is pre-smudged and maybe someone has written their name in the inside cover, or notes in the margins, and I like to wonder what sort of journey that book has been on before it ends up in the “Ten Books for a Dollar” bin and from there into my greedy little book-loving hands.
So, for your dining and dancing pleasure: a book meme.
What are you reading now?
I’m currently reading The Language of the Threads which is the sequel to Women of the Silk. I picked up Women of the Silk because it was such an intriguing title, and The Language of the Threads at the same time because there’s nothing I like less than getting into a story and then having it all cliff-hangery and I’m stuck not knowing what happens next because I didn’t buy the freaking sequel at the same time. Granted: I’m often stuck with some pretty bad stories because of this, but I’m also able to sustain my journey through some pretty incredible ones, too. It’s a trade off.
Do you have any idea what you’ll read when you’re done with that?
I hadn’t. But after reading Dix’s meme on this subject, I think I have to get back into Lamb. This book is freaking high-larious. I love the subtitle: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal. It’s a wonderful book that fully embraces the humanity of Christ…many of my collegues have dismissed the book as being “irreverent”. To which I have two things to say. The first: What the hell’s wrong with irreverent? The second: You’re clearly dismissing this book without ever having read it. It’s funny, yes. Jesus plays a peeping Tom, yes. He drinks and does all the things you and I do every damn day. But Moore also portrays Christ’s agony and his resolve in a way that I think is probably pretty true to form, and for that reason alone: I recommend this book to people all the time.
What’s the worst thing you were ever forced to read?
For school, it’s a toss up between The Hobbit and A Farewell to Arms and The Heart of Darkness. I hated all of them, and I don’t think I was able to finish any of them. Because of The Hobbit, I was extremely resistent to Tolkein. Because of A Farewell to Arms and Heart of Darkness: I’ve never read any more Hemingway or Conrad. As a side note: M loves The Heart of Darkness. Dude. I’m Strawberry Shortcake to his Gargamel.
The worst thing I’ve ever just read on my own would have to be anything by Nicholas Sparks. Nearly everybody raves about him, and so I keep thinking, “I’ll pick up THIS book and it will be good.” But he’s just so. not. good. He’s not even “a book to read on the plane” good–and I’m willing to read some pretty craptacular stuff on a plane. But, as I shared on Dix’s blog: I find his writing to be somewhat inspiriational, because if HE can get an agent and a publisher: I shouldn’t have much trouble.
What’s one book you always recommend to just about anyone?
I don’t have just one book I always recommend to just about anyone. Lamb, as I mentioned, is pretty frequently recommended. As is “The Passion of the Magdalene“. If you want to have your mind blown wide open about God and his relationship with humanity, pick up and read anything by Gerhard Forde (I recommend Where God Meets Man–that book, along with On Being a Theologian of the Cross literally changed my life and my faith for the better). Oddly enough, I’ve never recommended the Bible. I guess I just figure that’s a given…
Admit it, sadly the librarians at your library know you on a first name basis, don’t they?
No. I’m too into my books to ever borrow them. I want to own them. An expensive passion, but I don’t know too many passions that aren’t costly in one way or another…
Is there a book you absolutely love, but for some reason, people never think it sounds interesting, or maybe they read it and don’t like it at all?
Probably anything I’d recommend by Forde. It’s theology. And it will rock your world. But there’s not too many people out there who are just burning to expand their collection of books on theology…and those that are probably already have Forde.
Do you read books while you eat?
No. It’s too hard to keep the book open and get food in my mouth at the same time.
While you bathe?
When I get to take a bath: I love to read. As long as the book isn’t too heavy. But I rarely have that amount of “me time” anymore.
While you watch movies or TV?
Nope. I watch movies. I watch TV. I read books. Never all at the same time–too much media and information flowing into my poor tired brain.
While you listen to music?
I do like to listen to music that I think fits the story I’m reading. I love to listen to Bach while reading Forde. I like to listen to Celtic music while reading The Outlander books by Diana Gabaldon. It helps make things come alive for me. Oddly enough: I can’t listen to music with words when I read. I’m just not able to separate the two different stories coming at me, and I just get pissed off.
While you’re on the computer?
Um. No. I’m on the computer when I’m on the computer.
When you were little did other children tease you about your reading habits?
No. But it DID get me the reputation of being a brain, because I’d rather read than do almost anything else, and I was always the best reader in the highest reading group. It would have made me a real pain in the ass, except I was also the dumbest kid in the lower math group, so it evened out.
What’s the last thing you stayed up half the night reading because it was so good you couldn’t put it down?
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J.K. Rowling. I wrote a blog entry about how I was conflicted over whether to keep reading, or have sex with M. I found a way to have my cake and eat it, too.
I’m not going to tag anyone on this, but I think I’d be fascinated to hear what Jules has to say about this.