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Icky tummy. Donno if it is icky tummy from dehydration or if there is Greater Ick involved. And Jai wants to come over with Tori for lunch, and I’d love to see them, so I hope it is not Greater Ick. I will drink water and maybe that will help.

Happy Angieday!

A couple days ago we went over to Borders to try to find a book (which we didn’t find, but we found some others, so, er, that’s okay) . . . boy, I really feel pretty icky . . . and while we were looking for it, I noticed two women sitting at one of the tables with a Quite Large Pile of young adult and children’s novels that they were going through, 90% of which I’d read. One of them happened to be holding The Grey King at the moment, so I stopped and said, “I don’t know what you’re doing, but that’s a really fantastic book,” and they said, “Oh! Thanks!” One of them, it turns out, is doing a children’s literature class over at, er, I forgot what high school, which I thought was just really cool. So then, being me, I said, “If you want any more opinions, I’ve got plenty, ’cause I’ve read almost everything you’ve got on the table.” And they said, “Oh! Really?” And so I sat down with them for a few minutes and went through their list of books that they had, and the pile they had on the table.

They had some great books. Witch of Blackbird Pond, Summer of my German Soldier, The Grey King, of course. Bridge to Terebithia, which is depressing as hell but *God* it’s a good book, and Jacob Have I Loved, which I was like ‘you *must* do this one, it’s a *wonderful* book’, and Anne of Green Gables, of course, which is just one of the coolest books ever written. I dissed Charlotte’s Web and The Golden Compass, saying I knew CW was a good book but I just didn’t like books where animals died (they didn’t have Watership Down on the list and I didn’t mention it — well, okay, in part because I haven’t actually read it, which is sort of embarrassing) and said as far as I could tell I was the only person on the planet who hadn’t particularly liked TGC (it wasn’t *bad*, but I felt no compunction , but one of the women laughed and said, “No, I didn’t either! Oh, I’m glad someone else didn’t like it!” and nudged me and laughed some more, so that was fun. :) And I’m remembering all the titles with female protagonists, and none of them with male protagonists. There was a — Scott O’Dell? book with a male protagonist that I think I read a hundred thousand years ago, but I knew the title and storyline at least generally anyway ’cause, well, good book.

Oh, I wish I’d thought of My Side of the Mountain, which is a great book (with a male protagonist). *Oh*, I wish I’d remembered that. Drat! It was Stellar or Service High — probabl Service. I wonder if they’re doing book-ordering through Borders and if I could get hold of them. Hm . . . Anyway, it was a lot of fun. :)

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  • stella

    I’d recommend, for your reading pleasure, “Prospero’s Children” and “The Dragon Charmer” by Jan Siegel. I bought two copies of each, lent ’em out, and they haven’t come back yet, much to my annoyance.

    …not that you don’t have enough to read already. ;)

  • kit

    Ooh! I haven’t read either of those! I’ve heard of “Prospero’s Children”, but haven’t read it. I’ll —

    — heeeeey, waaaaait. This is a cruel trick to make me get even *more* books, isn’t it? Darn. it’s working, too. *laugh* Although I *DID* tell myself I wasn’t going to get any more books until I had cleared out some of my pile of Books To Read! There’s … now I have to go check …

    Well, I’d been going to say about 40 books. Upon counting, it’s 34, so, pretty close.

    Maybe I could round it up to a nice even forty! O.O

  • kit

    Didn’t I just say I don’t like stories where animals die?

    I also really don’t like anthropomorphized animal character stories. Sarah says I ought to stop thinking of them as anthropomorphized, but I can’t. They exhibit animal characteristics and are referred to as animals by each other (I’m not necessarily thinking of WD in this case) and yuck. They just don’t work for me. Tailchaser’s Song, the Basil Brokentail books, Redwall, Book of Night With Moon (which I was *crushed* to find out was all from a cat’s POV, because I’d been looking forward to it for *years* and then found it unreadable) … just doesn’t work.

    I’ve /started/ reading WD. Then I put it away again, because I don’t like it.