Reading

I’ve done a ridiculous amount of reading since I last posted about my reading on March 2nd.

Death Threads by Elizabeth Casey

Beaks! by Sneed B. Collard III

Teeth by Sneed B. Collard III

Wings by Sneed B. Collard III

Maybe This Time by Jennifer Crusie

Sivu’s Six Wishes by Jude Daly

Apple Turnover Murder by Joanne Fluke

How to Knit a Love Story by Rachael Herron

Quicksand by Iris Johansen

Undecorate by Christiane Lemieux

Cloud Tea Monkeys by Mal Peet and Elspeth Graham

Every Bone Tells a Story by Jill Rubalcaba and Peter Robertshaw

Traveling Man: The Journey of Ibn Battuta, 1325-1354 by James Rumford

A Quick Bite by Lynsay Sands

Nox Dormienda: A Long Night for Sleeping (An Arcturus Mystery) by Kelli Stanley

Bobcat: North America’s Cat by Stephen R. Swinburne

Lots and Lots of Zebra Stripes: Patterns in Nature by Stephen R. Swinburne

Wings of Light: The Migration of the Yellow Butterfly by Stephen R. Swinburne

Animals: Black and White by Phyllis Libacher Tildes

Animals in Camouflage by Phyllis Libacher Tildes

Lost Boy: The Story of the Man who Created Peter Pan by Jane Yolen

What have I learned from my reading?

Grip the reader and don’t let go.  When I was sick, I read two novels and a picture story book in one day.  I didn’t read every word of the picture story book and skips large parts of both novels just because the picture book was shorter.  It was more interesting. Every word counted.  The novels wandered.  They poked along.  They could have been MUCH shorter.  Seriously, when someone can read the first four or five chapters and the last four chapters and be perfectly happy that they have experienced all that your book has to offer, that means you’ve done something seriously wrong.  Your ending wasn’t in the least bit surprising.  If it had been, I’d have to go back and read the middle.  Would.  Have.  To.  But I didn’t.

But if you tell a gripping story, I’ll read a book cover to cover about a subject that I thought would make me yawn.  You see, I may feel compelled to try a book that was a gift, but I am a fickle pickle when it comes to reading.  Bore me, and I’m gone.  Surprise me with a character that I feel for and want to see  win and I’m with you to the end.

–SueBE

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