Because I work on Saturdays, I wasn’t able to participate in the first read-a-thon I discovered back in the early days of spring, when the book blogging world was blowing open to me. I was eager to participate in the next one I found, but once again Dewey’s Read-a-Thon falls on a Saturday. Why, oh why, can the world in general have free Saturdays, while I must slave away at selling movie tickets and serving pop corn?! I just want to READ (for 24 hours straight!)
However, my dream can still come true. To my great excitement Bethany of Dreadlock Girl Reads can’t participate in the Oct. 24th read-a-thon either, and in her brilliance she has scheduled a NEW read-a-thon for Dec. 5th. While that is also a Saturday, I actually DON’T have to work since Reel Pizza Cinerama will be closed for our winter break! Thank you Bethany – you have earned my affection forever. 🙂
So. The deal is that on the 5th of December I will begin reading at 6 a.m. and not stop reading until the following morning – 24 hours. Actually, I will break up the reading with some blogging and cheering for the other participants now and then – as well as snacking and going to fetch another beverage! I’ll come up with a hefty stack of SHORT books and see how many I can get through. Sounds totally awesome, right? Hu-rah!!
Meanwhile, I must dash over to visit Lu at Regular Rumination, who is in the thick of her own “Faux-Read-A-Thon day”, (unable to swing the 24th, she went out on a limb and is read-athoning a day early!) to cheer her on.
And a big pre-cheer for all the eager readers who are hopefully going to bed early tonight, falling asleep with that huge and exciting pile of books beside their bed, ready for the 6 o’clock alarm and the start of Dewey’s Read-a-Thon. Good luck and happy reading!
I’m blatantly stealing quotes out of a post from 
The second quote brought to mind a very special half hour I spent with my boyfriend recently. He’s not much of a reader, and one of my greatest pleasures is, for him, very hard work. However, the other night when it was freezing inside my house (we’re moving to our heated winter housing soon!) I crawled into bed to read, and to my surprise he joined me, and made a few pages progress in On the Road by Jack Karouac, which he’s been reading off and on for several years. So adorable!
However, I have had the great good fortune in the past couple of months, of discovering the worlds of 
I’ve also been drooling over things like 
I’ve been pretty busy this week with work. I was covering shifts for a co-worker at the theater, and because of the cruise ships, there was too much to do at the Country Store to leave room for playing on the computer. Yesterday the entire town celebrated the maiden visit of the Queen Victoria, a rather large boat at 965′ in length and carrying over 2,000 passengers.
What I did get excited about this week was the appearance of 
A few notes on The Stories of Edith Wharton: I read The Pelican, The Other Two, The Mission of Jane, The Reckoning, The Last Asset, and The Letters. I have mixed feelings about all of them. Each one has something to say about the relationships between people – most often between men and women. Wharton recognizes the often amazing incompatibility that exists between the sexes, and her stories illustrate various efforts to accept gracefully, or deal with, or escape the results of relationships that are rarely easy. They are uncomfortable stories. What makes them work though is Wharton’s excellent writing style, which is consistently smooth, almost restrained, quite proper, but at the same time good-natured and often amusing. She has difficult things to point out, yet she does it in such a way that I finished stories with a thoughtful frown, and a feeling of quiet satisfaction. While I didn’t love any of the stories, I was definitely challenged and even entertained. I have no doubt that I will seek Wharton out again. 
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