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1) Five Little Peppers and How They Grew, by Margaret Sidney
"The little old kitchen had quieted down from the bustle and confusion of midday, and now, with its afternoon manners on, presented a holiday aspect that, as the principal room in the brown house, it was eminently proper it should have."
Don't ask me why I adore this book. I just do. The sequels are lovely as well. For some reason, the Peppers never seemed like goody-two-shoes to me--they were too human for that--and the cakes they baked with raisin and brown flour seemed more delicious to me than any confection available at the Kings. Oh, I know, that's the moral of the whole story, but I've always had a high tolerance for preaching in children's books, as long as it was done gently. (I enjoyed Pollyanna too, you know.)
2) Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, by Roald Dahl
"These two very old people are the father and mother of Mr. Bucket."
The first chapter book I've ever read. Ms. Bruno started reading it to us in first grade, and impatient to find out what happened next, I begged my mother to buy it for me so I could read the rest. One of the greatest disillusionments of my childhood was when I discovered that chocolate in real life didn't taste half so wonderful as it did in the book.
3) The Voyages of Doctor Doolittle, by Hugh Lofting
"My name is Tommy Stubbins, son of Jacob Stubbins, the cobbler of Puddleby-on-the-Marsh; I was nine and the half years old."
One of these days, I really ought to finish reading the Doctor Doolittle series. Many of the books are out-of-print--especially the ones that I liked best, such as Doctor Doolittle Goes to the Moon--and I had a hard time hunting down many of the ones that I was able to find. But The Voyages of Doctor Doolittle is still in print, which is why I've read it the most often, and it's probably the easiest to read as a standalone (other than the first Doctor Doolittle, that is) because it is the first book in the series to introduce the narrator of the books, Tommy Stubbins. My favorite animal, by the way, is the giant snail of course.
4) Daddy-Long-Legs, by Jean Webster
"The first Wednesday in every month was a Perfectly Awful Day--a day to be awaited with dread, endured with courage, and forgotten with haste."
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postboxes comes from this book. (Hey, it's not only an epistolary novel, but it's also set around the right time period with a narrator of the right age. If you're curious, 50% comes from Anne of Green Gables and the remaining 25% from my own weird diction. I'm trying to work on the latter to be less, um, anachronistic, since it seems to evoke Regency period for some readers. O_O) I know that the poor spunky orphan is nearly a cliché in children's books, but I've certainly never grown tired of it. Besides, Judy Abbott is hardly a cliché. I reread this book only three weeks ago, in fact, and found it more enjoyable than ever, although I still maintain that falling in love with Jervis Pendleton is kind of creepy. I mean, power issues aside, the man is fourteen years older than her! ::shudders:: I would like to know what happens after the book ends actually. Surely the Pendletons' response would have been less than cordial.
5) The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, by C.S. Lewis
"Once there were four children whose names were Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy."
My favorite book in the Narnia series. Enough said.
6) The Neverending Story, by Michael Ende
"This inscription could be seen on the glass door of a small shop, but naturally this was only the way it looked if you were inside the dimly lit shop, looking out at the street through the plateglass door."
I can't believe no one guessed this book! Although I read it in seventh grade, I have to say that it's my favorite children's book ever (well, after Anne of Green Gables, anyway). I fell in love with the movie in third grade, but I have to tell you that the book is about a thousand times more rich, more complex and more beautiful.
7) The Ordinary Princess, by M.M. Kaye
""Long and long ago, when Oberon was king of the fairies, there reigned over the fair country of Phantasmorania a monarch who had six beautiful daughters."
Probably the most reread book on my bookshelf after Anne of Green Gables. It's falling apart, actually. The Ordinary Princess is a (very short) fairy tale that lightly pokes fun at classic fairy tale conventions of beautiful princesses and damsels-in-distress. The premise is no longer original, I know, but it's quite a lovely little story, complete with the most beautiful sketches by M.M. Kaye herself. One of these days, I'm going to read The Far Pavillions, once I stop getting scared away by its length.
8) The Secret Garden, by Frances Hodgson Burnett
"When Mary Lennox was sent to Misselthwaite Manor to live with her uncle everybody said she was the most disagreeable looking child ever seen."
This book is also falling apart. I have to say, out of all Burnett's children's books, I like The Secret Garden the best. How to describe it? The moors, both bleak and vivid, the brightness of Robin Redbreast, the forbiddingly gothic Misselthwaite Manor, the mysterious past, the incredible magic of the garden itself...now I want to reread the book.
9) Anne of Green Gables, by L.M. Montgomery
""Mrs. Rachel Lynde lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladies' eardrops and traversed by a brook that had its source away back in the woods of the old Cuthbert place."
As you probably could tell by now, Anne of Green Gables is not only the book I've reread the most often, but also the book that's influenced me the most. Remember, I grew up having very little contact with any other children outside of school, so I used to interpret the entire world outside my home in terms of this book. (Oh, the confusion that resulted when things turned out to be not so simple!) I like the rest of the books in the series too, but none quite so much as this first one. I think I've spent much of my life until now trying to shape my world into Anne's world in one way or the other.
10) A Study in Scarlet, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
""In the year 1878 I took my degree of Doctor of Medicine of the University of London, and proceeded to Netley to go through the course prescribed for surgeons in the Army."
I am a huge fan of Sherlock Holmes, ever since I devoured the entire two volumes of the Bantam edition of The Complete Sherlock Holmes, way back in fifth grade. I wouldn't go quite so far to say that A Study in Scarlet is my absolute favorite--I think I may have liked The Sign of Four better--but I do like to know how everything started, and here is where it all begins. By the way, Watson trying to figure out what his new roommate does for a living is really funny.
11) The Seven-Story Mountain, by Thomas Merton
"On the last day of January 1915, under the sign of the Water Bearer, in a year of a great war, and down in the shadow of some French mountains on the borders of Spain, I came into the world."
All right, I figured that people might have a hard time guessing this book, so I wasn't surprised that no one recognized it. The Seven-Story Mountain is Thomas Merton's autobiography, written in the great Augustinian confessional tradition. Thomas Merton was a Trappist monk, by the way, and this particular book of his was a bestseller when it was published because it is so very personal. Merton was in many ways similar to Augustine: born to an intellectual family, immensely intelligent from an early age, atheist for most of his youth and early adulthood, etc. But he went through a spiritual crisis that ultimately led to his entering a Trappist monastery, from where he penned many, many influential books on Catholic spirituality. But The Seven-Story Mountain isn't specifically a book for Catholics--after all, it is the story of a human life--and while the intensely, hm, self-castigating tone might be a bit strange, I really do recommend it simply because it's a modern classic. Also, I think it provides a better portrait of Catholic spirituality than most modern superstitions. (The problem is, you can't really understand the Catholic church just by judging the laity or even the secular clergy alone; you need to understand the monastic tradition as well. But of course, that's an essay in itself.)
12) One Hundred Years of Solitude, by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
"Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano BuendÃa was to remember that distant afteroon when his father took him to discover ice."
You know, One Hundred Years of Solitude is one of those books that takes over your mind and doesn't let go until you finish (and sometimes not even then). It is indescribable. I don't think I even understood what was going on at a subtextual level, but that story altered me. Oh my gosh. When I finished it, I had to gasp for air. That last line!
13) The Hunchback of Notre-Dame, by Victor Hugo
"On January 6, 1482, the people of Paris were awakened by the tumultous clanging of all the bells in the city."
So on one level, I like Les Misérables best because it has such scope, such an epic scale, such heartwrenching stories. But it sprawls across so many years and places that it's a bit hard to process thoroughly. The Hunchback of Notre-Dame on the other hand, being much shorter and much less complicated, has a proportionally more concentrated effect. The ending is truly heartbreaking. I was a bit annoyed by the Disney movie by the way. I think La Esmeralda's shallowness was necessary to the novel--and so is Quasimodo's love for Frollo. I know, I know, such complications would only confuse a children's movie, but the story kind of fell apart in the Disney version.
14) Demian, by Hermann Hesse
"I cannot tell my story without reaching a long way back."
Demian precipitated my first adolescent crisis, and thus, any thoughts or conclusions I've had since then are all to a certain extent a reaction to this book. Well, I mean, when I read it now, it doesn't have the same effect on me, but I read it in seventh grade, you see, and it turned my world upside down. Yes, that was the subject of my college essay.
15) Crime and Punishment, by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
"On an exceptionally hot evening early in July a young man came out of the garret in which he lodged in S. Place and walked slowly, as though in hesitation, towards K. bridge."
The other major book that shaped my adolescence would be Crime and Punishment. Actually, I read The Idiot first--in fifth grade, when my mother picked it up from the library and never got around to reading it because I seized it instead--but of course I didn't really understand what was going on other than the intense emotional drama that the characters go through. (Come to think of it, The Idiot is probably the best introduction to Dostoyevsky.) Crime and Punishment came a couple of years later, and I have to admit that for the longest time, Dostoyevsky pretty much shaped my own motivations for being religious. (By the way, that's why I really can't understand fundamentalists. I don't understand how you can have any sort of meaningful faith without having struggled with doubt first.)
16) Foundation, by Isaac Asimov
"His name was Gaal Dornick and he was just a country boy who had never seen Trantor before."
I don't really like the sequels all that much, but Foundation was just really, really cool. And why wouldn't it be? Not that I approve of a deterministic model of human behavior on a philosophical level, but the whole Foundation project was such a neat idea, and I really loved how it paralleled the aftermath of the fall of the Roman Empire. Actually I think I didn't like the sequels as much because the parallelism was destroyed. -_-
17) The Riddle-Master of Hed, by Patricia A. McKillip
"Morgon of Hed met the High One's harpist one autumn day when the tradeships docked at Tol for the season's exchange of goods."
The Riddle-Master of Hed wouldn't have ranked on my list of favorite fantasy books four years ago, but lately it's been crawling up the ranks. Maybe because I've reread it so often. There's of course McKillip's characteristic poetry to it, but there's something more moving about The Riddle-Master of Hed than her other books, at least for me.
18) The Last Samurai, by Helen DeWitt
"My father's father was a Methodist minister."
No, it's not about samurai. I really, really adored this book, not simply because it had a precocious protagonist (although that's probably part of it) or its clever technical gimmicks (although that was impressive as well) or its interesting ideas. It just has wonderful characters. I mean, those seven fathers! The artist who went to the bottom of the ocean to see blue, the bridge-player who dabbled in humanitarian rescue operations, the weary journalist who committed suicide. The Last Samurai is one of those books that you can return to by flipping to a chapter in the middle and just start reading again, without feeling any less satisfied. I wonder if DeWitt has written a new novel yet.
I haven't gotten any of my to-do list items finished, although I did start writing again. The process is vaguely painful, since I'm not sufficiently inspired. I think I need to feel some sort of emotion in order to write well, and right now, all I feel is a lazy sort of contentment since I've just eaten a very full dinner. >_> Maybe if I started studying for the summer, I'll get some motivation to write. Nonetheless, I still went and signed up for52_flavours, which was probably a very stupid idea since I also should be working on 100_leitmotifs as well. (Not to mention the 20 themes that I still haven't finished. >_<) But I couldn't resist; the themes were so interesting. I wanted to sign up for a Hikaru no Go character, but since the community is strictly gen or het, I didn't want to inadvertently break the rules. I mean, most of my writing is gen, but people definitely read pairings into my Hikaru no Go fic, and well they should, since I do kind of intend them. In a completely roundabout, "barely there" fashion. Oh well.
While trying to write the Death Note fic that is giving me so much trouble, I finally went and downloaded Death Note chapters 63-66 (I haven't been keeping up with manga lately). Is it just me, or is this new arc kind of boring? Maybe it's just the pace?
Also, just finished The Paths of the Dead and started The Lord of Castle Black. Morrolan continues to amuse me. ^_^ I also liked reading about Khaavren training himself to get back into shape because ugh, I need to do that myself soon. At least the running part anyway.
Yours &c.
1) Five Little Peppers and How They Grew, by Margaret Sidney
"The little old kitchen had quieted down from the bustle and confusion of midday, and now, with its afternoon manners on, presented a holiday aspect that, as the principal room in the brown house, it was eminently proper it should have."
Don't ask me why I adore this book. I just do. The sequels are lovely as well. For some reason, the Peppers never seemed like goody-two-shoes to me--they were too human for that--and the cakes they baked with raisin and brown flour seemed more delicious to me than any confection available at the Kings. Oh, I know, that's the moral of the whole story, but I've always had a high tolerance for preaching in children's books, as long as it was done gently. (I enjoyed Pollyanna too, you know.)
2) Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, by Roald Dahl
"These two very old people are the father and mother of Mr. Bucket."
The first chapter book I've ever read. Ms. Bruno started reading it to us in first grade, and impatient to find out what happened next, I begged my mother to buy it for me so I could read the rest. One of the greatest disillusionments of my childhood was when I discovered that chocolate in real life didn't taste half so wonderful as it did in the book.
3) The Voyages of Doctor Doolittle, by Hugh Lofting
"My name is Tommy Stubbins, son of Jacob Stubbins, the cobbler of Puddleby-on-the-Marsh; I was nine and the half years old."
One of these days, I really ought to finish reading the Doctor Doolittle series. Many of the books are out-of-print--especially the ones that I liked best, such as Doctor Doolittle Goes to the Moon--and I had a hard time hunting down many of the ones that I was able to find. But The Voyages of Doctor Doolittle is still in print, which is why I've read it the most often, and it's probably the easiest to read as a standalone (other than the first Doctor Doolittle, that is) because it is the first book in the series to introduce the narrator of the books, Tommy Stubbins. My favorite animal, by the way, is the giant snail of course.
4) Daddy-Long-Legs, by Jean Webster
"The first Wednesday in every month was a Perfectly Awful Day--a day to be awaited with dread, endured with courage, and forgotten with haste."
If you haven't noticed by now, about 25% of the voice and style I've adopted for
postboxes comes from this book. (Hey, it's not only an epistolary novel, but it's also set around the right time period with a narrator of the right age. If you're curious, 50% comes from Anne of Green Gables and the remaining 25% from my own weird diction. I'm trying to work on the latter to be less, um, anachronistic, since it seems to evoke Regency period for some readers. O_O) I know that the poor spunky orphan is nearly a cliché in children's books, but I've certainly never grown tired of it. Besides, Judy Abbott is hardly a cliché. I reread this book only three weeks ago, in fact, and found it more enjoyable than ever, although I still maintain that falling in love with Jervis Pendleton is kind of creepy. I mean, power issues aside, the man is fourteen years older than her! ::shudders:: I would like to know what happens after the book ends actually. Surely the Pendletons' response would have been less than cordial.5) The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, by C.S. Lewis
"Once there were four children whose names were Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy."
My favorite book in the Narnia series. Enough said.
6) The Neverending Story, by Michael Ende
"This inscription could be seen on the glass door of a small shop, but naturally this was only the way it looked if you were inside the dimly lit shop, looking out at the street through the plateglass door."
I can't believe no one guessed this book! Although I read it in seventh grade, I have to say that it's my favorite children's book ever (well, after Anne of Green Gables, anyway). I fell in love with the movie in third grade, but I have to tell you that the book is about a thousand times more rich, more complex and more beautiful.
7) The Ordinary Princess, by M.M. Kaye
""Long and long ago, when Oberon was king of the fairies, there reigned over the fair country of Phantasmorania a monarch who had six beautiful daughters."
Probably the most reread book on my bookshelf after Anne of Green Gables. It's falling apart, actually. The Ordinary Princess is a (very short) fairy tale that lightly pokes fun at classic fairy tale conventions of beautiful princesses and damsels-in-distress. The premise is no longer original, I know, but it's quite a lovely little story, complete with the most beautiful sketches by M.M. Kaye herself. One of these days, I'm going to read The Far Pavillions, once I stop getting scared away by its length.
8) The Secret Garden, by Frances Hodgson Burnett
"When Mary Lennox was sent to Misselthwaite Manor to live with her uncle everybody said she was the most disagreeable looking child ever seen."
This book is also falling apart. I have to say, out of all Burnett's children's books, I like The Secret Garden the best. How to describe it? The moors, both bleak and vivid, the brightness of Robin Redbreast, the forbiddingly gothic Misselthwaite Manor, the mysterious past, the incredible magic of the garden itself...now I want to reread the book.
9) Anne of Green Gables, by L.M. Montgomery
""Mrs. Rachel Lynde lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladies' eardrops and traversed by a brook that had its source away back in the woods of the old Cuthbert place."
As you probably could tell by now, Anne of Green Gables is not only the book I've reread the most often, but also the book that's influenced me the most. Remember, I grew up having very little contact with any other children outside of school, so I used to interpret the entire world outside my home in terms of this book. (Oh, the confusion that resulted when things turned out to be not so simple!) I like the rest of the books in the series too, but none quite so much as this first one. I think I've spent much of my life until now trying to shape my world into Anne's world in one way or the other.
10) A Study in Scarlet, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
""In the year 1878 I took my degree of Doctor of Medicine of the University of London, and proceeded to Netley to go through the course prescribed for surgeons in the Army."
I am a huge fan of Sherlock Holmes, ever since I devoured the entire two volumes of the Bantam edition of The Complete Sherlock Holmes, way back in fifth grade. I wouldn't go quite so far to say that A Study in Scarlet is my absolute favorite--I think I may have liked The Sign of Four better--but I do like to know how everything started, and here is where it all begins. By the way, Watson trying to figure out what his new roommate does for a living is really funny.
11) The Seven-Story Mountain, by Thomas Merton
"On the last day of January 1915, under the sign of the Water Bearer, in a year of a great war, and down in the shadow of some French mountains on the borders of Spain, I came into the world."
All right, I figured that people might have a hard time guessing this book, so I wasn't surprised that no one recognized it. The Seven-Story Mountain is Thomas Merton's autobiography, written in the great Augustinian confessional tradition. Thomas Merton was a Trappist monk, by the way, and this particular book of his was a bestseller when it was published because it is so very personal. Merton was in many ways similar to Augustine: born to an intellectual family, immensely intelligent from an early age, atheist for most of his youth and early adulthood, etc. But he went through a spiritual crisis that ultimately led to his entering a Trappist monastery, from where he penned many, many influential books on Catholic spirituality. But The Seven-Story Mountain isn't specifically a book for Catholics--after all, it is the story of a human life--and while the intensely, hm, self-castigating tone might be a bit strange, I really do recommend it simply because it's a modern classic. Also, I think it provides a better portrait of Catholic spirituality than most modern superstitions. (The problem is, you can't really understand the Catholic church just by judging the laity or even the secular clergy alone; you need to understand the monastic tradition as well. But of course, that's an essay in itself.)
12) One Hundred Years of Solitude, by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
"Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano BuendÃa was to remember that distant afteroon when his father took him to discover ice."
You know, One Hundred Years of Solitude is one of those books that takes over your mind and doesn't let go until you finish (and sometimes not even then). It is indescribable. I don't think I even understood what was going on at a subtextual level, but that story altered me. Oh my gosh. When I finished it, I had to gasp for air. That last line!
13) The Hunchback of Notre-Dame, by Victor Hugo
"On January 6, 1482, the people of Paris were awakened by the tumultous clanging of all the bells in the city."
So on one level, I like Les Misérables best because it has such scope, such an epic scale, such heartwrenching stories. But it sprawls across so many years and places that it's a bit hard to process thoroughly. The Hunchback of Notre-Dame on the other hand, being much shorter and much less complicated, has a proportionally more concentrated effect. The ending is truly heartbreaking. I was a bit annoyed by the Disney movie by the way. I think La Esmeralda's shallowness was necessary to the novel--and so is Quasimodo's love for Frollo. I know, I know, such complications would only confuse a children's movie, but the story kind of fell apart in the Disney version.
14) Demian, by Hermann Hesse
"I cannot tell my story without reaching a long way back."
Demian precipitated my first adolescent crisis, and thus, any thoughts or conclusions I've had since then are all to a certain extent a reaction to this book. Well, I mean, when I read it now, it doesn't have the same effect on me, but I read it in seventh grade, you see, and it turned my world upside down. Yes, that was the subject of my college essay.
15) Crime and Punishment, by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
"On an exceptionally hot evening early in July a young man came out of the garret in which he lodged in S. Place and walked slowly, as though in hesitation, towards K. bridge."
The other major book that shaped my adolescence would be Crime and Punishment. Actually, I read The Idiot first--in fifth grade, when my mother picked it up from the library and never got around to reading it because I seized it instead--but of course I didn't really understand what was going on other than the intense emotional drama that the characters go through. (Come to think of it, The Idiot is probably the best introduction to Dostoyevsky.) Crime and Punishment came a couple of years later, and I have to admit that for the longest time, Dostoyevsky pretty much shaped my own motivations for being religious. (By the way, that's why I really can't understand fundamentalists. I don't understand how you can have any sort of meaningful faith without having struggled with doubt first.)
16) Foundation, by Isaac Asimov
"His name was Gaal Dornick and he was just a country boy who had never seen Trantor before."
I don't really like the sequels all that much, but Foundation was just really, really cool. And why wouldn't it be? Not that I approve of a deterministic model of human behavior on a philosophical level, but the whole Foundation project was such a neat idea, and I really loved how it paralleled the aftermath of the fall of the Roman Empire. Actually I think I didn't like the sequels as much because the parallelism was destroyed. -_-
17) The Riddle-Master of Hed, by Patricia A. McKillip
"Morgon of Hed met the High One's harpist one autumn day when the tradeships docked at Tol for the season's exchange of goods."
The Riddle-Master of Hed wouldn't have ranked on my list of favorite fantasy books four years ago, but lately it's been crawling up the ranks. Maybe because I've reread it so often. There's of course McKillip's characteristic poetry to it, but there's something more moving about The Riddle-Master of Hed than her other books, at least for me.
18) The Last Samurai, by Helen DeWitt
"My father's father was a Methodist minister."
No, it's not about samurai. I really, really adored this book, not simply because it had a precocious protagonist (although that's probably part of it) or its clever technical gimmicks (although that was impressive as well) or its interesting ideas. It just has wonderful characters. I mean, those seven fathers! The artist who went to the bottom of the ocean to see blue, the bridge-player who dabbled in humanitarian rescue operations, the weary journalist who committed suicide. The Last Samurai is one of those books that you can return to by flipping to a chapter in the middle and just start reading again, without feeling any less satisfied. I wonder if DeWitt has written a new novel yet.
I haven't gotten any of my to-do list items finished, although I did start writing again. The process is vaguely painful, since I'm not sufficiently inspired. I think I need to feel some sort of emotion in order to write well, and right now, all I feel is a lazy sort of contentment since I've just eaten a very full dinner. >_> Maybe if I started studying for the summer, I'll get some motivation to write. Nonetheless, I still went and signed up for
52_flavours, which was probably a very stupid idea since I also should be working on 100_leitmotifs as well. (Not to mention the 20 themes that I still haven't finished. >_<) But I couldn't resist; the themes were so interesting. I wanted to sign up for a Hikaru no Go character, but since the community is strictly gen or het, I didn't want to inadvertently break the rules. I mean, most of my writing is gen, but people definitely read pairings into my Hikaru no Go fic, and well they should, since I do kind of intend them. In a completely roundabout, "barely there" fashion. Oh well.While trying to write the Death Note fic that is giving me so much trouble, I finally went and downloaded Death Note chapters 63-66 (I haven't been keeping up with manga lately). Is it just me, or is this new arc kind of boring? Maybe it's just the pace?
Also, just finished The Paths of the Dead and started The Lord of Castle Black. Morrolan continues to amuse me. ^_^ I also liked reading about Khaavren training himself to get back into shape because ugh, I need to do that myself soon. At least the running part anyway.
Yours &c.
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Date: 2005-06-20 03:40 am (UTC).. I would like to know what happens after the book ends actually. Surely the Pendletons' response would have been less than cordial.
There is a second book after that called 'Dear Enemy' but it is from Judy's friend, Sally McBride 's point of view as she took over the running of Judy's former orphanage. (Recall that Jervis have a hand in the running of that). Not much about the Pendleton's response but you got a sprinkling mention of the now married couple in that book..^^
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Date: 2005-06-20 03:33 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-06-20 03:45 am (UTC)By the by, I think there IS a sequel to Daddy-Long-Legs, but according to those who've read it, it isn't very good. I think maybe because it loses some piquancy without the power structure?
Lovely meme. I wanted to do one too, before I realized that I had a grand total of, say, five quotes. Hee! "Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers" is almost useless in this meme.
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Date: 2005-06-20 03:34 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-06-20 04:17 am (UTC)I also don't like the way the arsenals have escalated. Light holding off L with only his own ingenuity and a connection to the police department was cool. L combatting Light without the help of the Japanese police except for four was cool. Light using the entire police database to fight Mello in charge of the American Mafia and Near with the full backing of the FBI is just lame.
I feels static. :( and the comments at the beginning of the second arc, where Ooba narrates that more and more countries are supporting Kira and then does not explain the ramifications of this, or why they're doing it, killed me. I thought this was a social commentary! Raising the issues isn't good enough--you need to talk about them too!
Books: I loved some of them and hated others, but I had a strong reaction to all of them. I think I'll read the ones I haven't, starting with The Seven-Story Mountain.
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Date: 2005-06-20 03:41 pm (UTC)Glad to have provided some book recs! ^_^