This week’s Top Ten Tuesday, hosted by The Broke and the Bookish is all about love: instalove, love triangles, love to hate…Romances are not my go-to genre, but I do occasionally enjoy sweet love story. Here are some of my favorites!
It’s Friday and I am once again turning to the book I am reading (actually, listening to) for a fantastic find to share with you. Today, it is haikus. Before I started writing this I did a little research on haikus and learned that there are just about a million rules for writing this tiny 17 syllable poem. And purists will argue that just because a poem follows the 5-7-5 pattern that doesn’t mean it is a haiku. Rules, scmules. I have never been able to get down with poetry, but I was inspired by Amber Appleton and Private Jackson from Sorta Like a Rock Star by Matthew Quick. Amber, the queen of optimism, befriends a Vietnam vet and they bond over green tea, dogs and haikus. If you are all about traditional haikus, you may not enjoy these. Here a few samples of Amber’s doggie haikus:
A pup will never
Forget to kiss you goodnight
Even when you smell
Dogs have lots of fur
Does that count as wearing clothes
Or are they naked?
True, these are silly, but there as more serious haikus in the book, and they help both Amber and Private Jackson cope with the traumas they have endured.
Here is what Amber says when the lightbulb clicks on for her and she gets why PJ obsessively writes the tiny poems:
“The moment just was-free of the emotions and judgements or any of the other illusionary things we humans feel the need to attach to everything we encounter…I totally got why he had been writing haikus all this time, ever since ‘Nam, training his mind to allow things to exist without all the complicated emotional baggage.
Everything simply is-always and forever.”
˜Amber Appleton, Sorta Like a Rock Star, pgs 196-7
And now I have a new appreciation for poetry. True. So, I gave it a whirl.
Winter in Cleveland
Morning rain gives way to snow
Strange is the norm here
I swear I will never torture you with poetry again! I will still argue that Amber’s are a fantastic find.
I took today off from work to check out the newest attraction in Cleveland-The Greater Cleveland Aquarium! Pass holders (that’s me!) get a sneak peek and then it’s open to the public on Saturday. It’s not book related, but I can envision myself taking a book and spending in a relaxing morning surrounded by the soothing sights of colorful fishes. I’ll find out today if that’s going to work out for me. Fingers crossed.
Have a great weekend and Happy Reading!
I was out on an end-of-the-year book buying mission and I could not pass up these books. Yes, I totally judged the books by the covers, but you have to admit the titles are pretty snazzy too! Sorry for the small pictures. The titles, in order, are Noogies, Wedgies, and Cooties. Tee hee.
I wasn’t until they landed on my desk and I started reading that I discovered that Lenore is not new. I did a little pokin’ around on the old internet and learned that Lenore first appeared in 1992, but it wasn’t until 1998 that she got her own comic series, which ran until 2007. Then in 2009 her story started up again and we now have them beautifully bound as Noogies, Wedgies, and Cooties. On his blog Dirge describes Lenore as both horror and dark humor. I like. It doesn’t hurt that Lenore is reanimated, has a cast of bizarro friends, and is prone to potty humor and murder.
I have only rifled through the first volume, but I am so pleased with this fantastic find. I especially like this quote from the Los Angeles Times: “Sweet and strange and slightly discomforting…An unholy union between Tim Burton and Dr. Seuss.” I plan to savor these over the weekend. I will probably also be spending some time exploring Spookyland, Lenore’s online home.
I thought I would try something new this year. On Fridays I will share something fantastic that I came across during the week. For my first fantastic find I present a quote from the book I have been listening to this week.
“…I knew not to give the best of me to the worst of people.”
From Please Ignore Vera Dietz by A.S. King pg. 197
I don’t think I need to say anything else. I’ll just let you think on that.