Month: July 2013

Libraries Rule! And so did this book…

Leaving the library one day, I picked up a copy of Library Page, as I usually do. On the back of the short newsletter was a full page ad for the book, “The World’s Strongest Librarian” by Josh Hanagarne. The title alone made me pledge to read it. I went online to You Tube and watched the trailer for the book. I immediately went online and ordered the hardcover.

This memoir is the story of Josh Hanagarne and his journey as he dealt with his Tourette’s Syndrome. While this was the focus of the book, I found myself more intrigued by his love affair with books. Also intriguing was his Mormon faith and struggle with it.

This is a quotable book. Here are some of my favorites:

1.) “We lose the boys first. They’re excited about reading at first, but once they get tight with someone who looks down on reading, knowledge, or librarians, their opinions change.” Reading this saddens me and reinforces why I always feed the desire to read when I see it in any child.

2.) “If she saw no issues w/ binding herself to a God she’d never seen, I didn’t see why I couldn’t bind myself to a guy out in Maine who wrote horror stories.” Josh’s response to his mom forbidding him to read Stephen King.

3.) “If hate & fear have ignorance at their core, maybe the library can curb their effects, if only by offering ideas & neutrality.” The library is a wealth of info. Use it.

4.) “A library is a miracle. A place where you can learn just about anything, for free. A place where your mind can come alive.” I remember spending hours in the library when I was younger, just taking in all of the books that surrounded me.

I highly recommend this book to everyone. I never read books twice. This one, I will be rereading, and I will be taking my highlighter along for the ride.


Book Review: The Prince by Tiffany Reisz

When I started this book, I wondered what the twist would be. Both The Siren and The Angel kept me on my toes. I couldn’t get enough of those books. I fell in love with characters and a story line that frankly, I was not sure I would enjoy. Much to my surprise, this series is top on my list for favorite ever.

Tiffany Reisz is descriptive, daring and just sassy, much like her main character. With The Prince, I was not sure I would enjoy how it was written. It follows the characters past and present, with each chapter representative of one. I loved it. I feel it is difficult to pull off multiple viewpoints and “flashbacks” if you will. I know of only a few authors that do this successfully. Reisz is on that list.

This series shocked me with it’s thriller like ending. I am yearning for more! I already have The Mistress on pre-order – something I never do. As soon as the next installment of the Original Sinners Series makes an appearance on my Kindle, I’ll devour it, I’m sure.

Book Review: The Angel by Tiffany Reisz

Tonight I finished reading The Angel by Tiffany Reisz, and it lived up to every expectation I had after reading Reisz’s first book in the Original Sinners series, The Siren. The plot certainly thickened among the characters. The author revealed some very shocking details of each character’s life, and I am sure in the next book, there are more shockers to come!

Reisz has described most of her readers as vanilla (look it up if you have no idea!). As a “vanilla” reader, I approached parts of this book with uncertainty. While the entire series focuses on a lifestyle of which I am unfamiliar, she does a fantastic job of bringing you into that world. The relationship I was apprehensive about was the one relationship I found myself rooting for the entire book. I couldn’t get away from their love story.

The next book in the series is The Prince, and I already have it on my Kindle ready to go. However, I felt that The Angel ended on a note that I felt closure and completion. That being said, I know that Tiffany Reisz has much more to go on this series as her plot has many twists and turns. I am sure I have not seen the end of the triangles and relationships with these characters.

Tiffany Reisz is quickly becoming one of my favorite authors. Her writing is spectacular, characters are amazing, and her ability to bring you into her world is a difficult task to match.

On a side note, if you don’t follow her on Twitter, I recommend that as well. She’s witty and fun!

Healing Through Writing

All writers write. All writers write for different reasons. I simply have a love for the written word.

Some writers write to heal, whether it be fiction, non-fiction, or poetry. When I was younger, I wrote poetry daily to express my emotions. I don’t feel the need to write poems anymore. I love writing books and will continue to do so. My mind goes in many directions and I write simply what comes to mind.

That may have to change.

How many of you have had a best friend since grade school or high school? I know plenty of people that do. I don’t anymore. Without going into all the details, my best friend was making choices I did not agree with in the least. I called her on it. I told her I was losing respect for her because clearly she didn’t respect herself. This brutal honesty cost my friendship with her. 

Throughout the years, I have thought of her often. I don’t have her cell # anymore and frankly, I am scared to call her childhood #. I have written a few letters and sent a few holiday cards with no response. Finally, I gave up.

Then, through my high school alumni site on Facebook, I saw her mother had passed away. I believe it was from cancer. My ex-best friend is not on Facebook, and does not even have email that I am aware. I saw someone from her mom’s class post it. I did some research online and found the obituary. I had missed the memorial by about three weeks.

I cried. And I cried. I called my mom in tears that I had learned my oldest friend had lost her mother and I wasn’t there. Had I seen it in time, I would have shown up to be there. Her mom never liked me very much. I never knew why. And I didn’t want to know. I know I am a nice person and I cared about her daughter. As much as it hurt to lose her, I believe she got off the track she was on and I believe was doing well. Maybe my words had something to do with that.

Her mom was her best friend in the whole world. My mom having had cancer and thankfully had her tumor successfully removed with no chemo or radiation necessary, I couldn’t even imagine what she was going through. My mom was so lucky. I wished her mom had the same chance.

I couldn’t call. What could I say? So I wrote. I sent a sympathy card and told her that I loved her and thought about her often. I told her I would always be here for her and hoped to hear from her. I gave her my phone #, my cell #, my address and my e-mail address.

That was in April 2012. I have never heard from her.

I write this through tears as I am reminded that my words to her didn’t bring her back to me. I don’t know if I ever will see her again. Maybe she is afraid to see me. Maybe she does not want to see me. I don’t know. But I know that I’ve lost her. It has been about ten years since we have spoken.

When I am on Facebook, I see people I went to high school and grade school with still very connected with their crowd from the good old days. I will admit my jealousy. I don’t have that. I don’t have a friend that old that I can spend time with. Yes, I have new friends. And those new friends are great. But I don’t have some of those friends that meant the most when I was growing up and helped shape me into who I am today.

The story above, the losing of my best friend through true but painful words, is a story I feel I may have to write one day. Maybe by writing it, I can give characters closure. Maybe I can give characters the closure I can’t seem to give myself.