Kimberly at Caffeinated Book Reviewer hosts the weekly Sunday Post link-up, and Deb at ReaderBuzz expanded Sunday Salon from a FB group to a link-up as well.
What I Read
Two weeks ago I read zero books. None. I picked up and put down a few, but between the shift back to teaching more or less full time, my kid's birthday, and still trying to win Camp NaNoWriMo, it didn't happen.
And who am I kidding--I couldn't concentrate anyway.
This past week though, I read three whole books, and I'm very happy about that. I read Go With the Flow, a graphic novel about a group of friends fighting for the right to free materials for people who get their periods at school. It could have been very didactic, but by focusing on the friendships, it became a fun book. Then I read Not So Pure and Simple, which was funny, but also took a good hard look at male privilege and expectations for girls and women. I liked that a male writer had his male character have to learn some stuff the hard way.
Finally, I read Dig, by A. S. King. I love her work, but her last book was too hard for me, and I didn't finish it. A group of people who won the Book Love grant over the past few years decided to read it "together" and have a Zoom book club about it. I figured if it was indeed too challenging for me, a book club would help. Well, it was not hard at all, though it sure made me wonder and think, and I LOVED IT SO MUCH YOU NEED TO GO READ IT RIGHT NOW that is all. Also, A. S. King came to our book club meeting, which was so amazing, and I promise I will share more in a later post.
What I'm Reading/What's Next
Who knows. We'll see. I still have so many books to choose from, so that's a good thing.
- We spent the afternoon driving around the county, bringing books to my students and wine to my colleagues. It was lovely, and I got to meet several dogs, a goat, and a peacock. After the first stop, when my colleague walked right up to me, I made sure to have my mask on at every drop-off. Sheesh, people.
- My progress on my book has slowed considerably. If you count words from when I started writing in late March, I will hit the 50,000 word mark by the end of this month, but if you only count what I've done during the official Camp WriMo time, I'm pretty far behind. This will shock none of you, but writing is HARD. I mean, it's great fun too, since I have no external pressures on it being any good, and it's a terrific way to escape from the world right now, but wow is my plot meandering all over the place with no sign of finding a resolution anytime in the next week.
- I was walking once or twice a day the first few weeks I was home, but now that I'm working 40 hours a week, I'm struggling to fit it in again. Yet I am still baking, and in those video meetings I can literally see my cheeks getting fatter. Something's gotta give.
My family and friends all remain healthy, though I know of two students who have mothers with Covid-19. I can't imagine what it's like on the east coast or other hot spots. May books continue to offer you all solace and escape.