<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738</id><updated>2009-12-23T08:56:33.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC Book Girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>529</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-2979079538773522077</id><published>2009-12-17T16:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:29:59.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your choice! - NYC photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyqrtKlxQ9I/AAAAAAAALcg/ZplYX-zsYlo/s1600-h/momsquare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyqrtKlxQ9I/AAAAAAAALcg/ZplYX-zsYlo/s320/momsquare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416330294291678162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is cold here in New York City. It finally feels like winter.  I haven't been much in the Christmas mood but with Christmas a week away, it's about time I get in the spirit of things. Hopefully you all can help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I'm going to bop around the city, picking up last minute gifts...and I want you all to enjoy the site of the city during Christmas...my favorite time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you want to see.  Do you want to see the Rockefeller tree, Bryant Park ice skaters, outdoor Christmas markets, or fancy office Christmas trees?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just fill out the form below and let me know!  Please at least put your name so I can acknowledge whoever gives me ideas.  Hopefully I can show you some fun Christmas in city photos and you can help me get in the Christmas spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**This photo is my mom and me last winter in Times Square -- it was so so cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://spreadsheets.google.com/embeddedform?key=thoIfsU1XgMEqr3sVTwpGmQ" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" width="460" frameborder="0" height="666"&gt;Loading...&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-2979079538773522077?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/2979079538773522077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-choice-nyc-photos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/2979079538773522077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/2979079538773522077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-choice-nyc-photos.html' title='Your choice! - NYC photos'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyqrtKlxQ9I/AAAAAAAALcg/ZplYX-zsYlo/s72-c/momsquare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-5971028084124047533</id><published>2009-12-17T15:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T15:35:04.570-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursdays tunes'/><title type='text'>Thursday's Tunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyqT-DPBQjI/AAAAAAAALcA/PnESy_47Cuk/s1600-h/thursdaytunes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyqT-DPBQjI/AAAAAAAALcA/PnESy_47Cuk/s320/thursdaytunes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416304196095918642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday's Tunes is something I graciously stole from &lt;a href="http://www.skrishnasbooks.com/"&gt;S. Krishna's blog&lt;/a&gt;.  She's got a great taste in music so go check her tunes out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my husband and I went to see one of my favorite bands,&lt;a href="http://www.stellastarr.com/"&gt; Stellastarr*&lt;/a&gt;.  I first saw them five years ago in Colorado when a little up-and-coming band called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Killers&lt;/span&gt; opened for them.  How cool is that?  I love the lead singer's voice and the bass player's name is Amanda, so obviously I'm a fan.  They are a New York City band so it was cool to see them her at the &lt;a href="http://www.boweryballroom.com/"&gt;Bowery Ballroom&lt;/a&gt; (my favorite venue in the city).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few videos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first song of theirs that I loved. The video is so cute:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PDdI3ch4slE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PDdI3ch4slE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this artsy video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ndMLjiX3BOM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ndMLjiX3BOM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song gets stuck in my head all the time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SSbsXYVMqbE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SSbsXYVMqbE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed the tunes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-5971028084124047533?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/5971028084124047533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/thursdays-tunes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/5971028084124047533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/5971028084124047533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/thursdays-tunes.html' title='Thursday&apos;s Tunes'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyqT-DPBQjI/AAAAAAAALcA/PnESy_47Cuk/s72-c/thursdaytunes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-1925456303586704022</id><published>2009-12-16T09:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T11:07:57.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>Her Fearful Symmetry - Audrey Niffenegger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyjtuBEMZfI/AAAAAAAALbo/42ewkly5TJ0/s1600-h/her-fearful-symmetry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyjtuBEMZfI/AAAAAAAALbo/42ewkly5TJ0/s320/her-fearful-symmetry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415839926728812018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had heard so much about Audrey Niffenegger's book &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Her-Fearful-Symmetry/Audrey-Niffenegger/e/9781439165393/?itm=1&amp;amp;USRI=her+fearful+symmetry"&gt;Her Fearful Symmetry&lt;/a&gt;, that I had to check it out at the library.  After I had read it, I won a copy from the book's &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Her-Fearful-Symmetry/68080996784"&gt;Facebook page&lt;/a&gt;. How cool is that?  A long long while back I had read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Time Traveler's Wife&lt;/span&gt; and like it. A bit sad but it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what to say about this one? I'm so torn. There are good things about the story but I think I was a bit overwhelmed by what I didn't like.  That didn't stop me from devouring it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Side note: I was reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Graveyard Book&lt;/span&gt; by Neil Gaiman at the same time, just by chance, which was weird since they both center around &lt;a href="http://www.highgate-cemetery.org/"&gt;Highgate Cemetery&lt;/a&gt; in London. Neil even acknowledges Audrey at the end of his book. Pretty cool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The short and sweet of it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about twins.  At the beginning of the book, Elspeth, who is living in London dies.  Her estranged twin, Edie, lives in America with two daughters (twins) of her own.  Elspeth's will designates that her 20-year old nieces, Julia and Valentina, stay for a year in her apartment in London.  The London apartment is near Highgate Cemetery and has a couple other tenants including Robert, a cemetery researcher and Elspeth's lover.  It's about graves, ghosts, twins, mistaken identities, love, obsession, possession, desire....relationships.  A good psychological ghost story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highgate Cemetery is written as almost the central character.  It's got such a history, some famous deceased, and just beautifully creepy decor.  I don't want to use photos without permission so just Google for some. So cool.  Here's one of the entrance to the Egyptian Avenue in the cemetery (from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Highgate_Cemetery"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyjyT0g6QLI/AAAAAAAALbw/vCygPvaHFlU/s1600-h/800px-EgyptianAvenue_HighgateCemetary.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyjyT0g6QLI/AAAAAAAALbw/vCygPvaHFlU/s400/800px-EgyptianAvenue_HighgateCemetary.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415844974241136818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her writing is outstanding. I really feel like I've been to the Highgate.  Definitely read this book during the fall/winter months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly enough, even though this book revolves around a cemetery and ghosts...that wasn't the creepy part of the book.  The relationships in this book where SO creepy.  First: the whole mystery with why Elspeth and Edie are estranged....yeah weird.  Then Valentina becomes romantically involved with someone, I won't tell you who. But VERY creepy.  Finally, Valentina and Julia's relationship is creepy.  Actually, Valentina and Julia are just creepy in general. Although they are 20 years old, they sound, act, and dress like they are five.  The other cover of the book shows them in their typical creepy white garb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Syj0vNMVsqI/AAAAAAAALb4/TtNAsKaphnI/s1600-h/fearful2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Syj0vNMVsqI/AAAAAAAALb4/TtNAsKaphnI/s320/fearful2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415847643745464994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So while the writing and the cemetery is amazing, the characters are just so creepy and irritating.  The only character I really liked was the other apartment tenant, Martin, who's OCD tendencies were bizarre but in a weird twisted way, more normal than the rest of the characters' odd quirks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I would have ranked this book higher but I just did NOT like the end. After the slow descriptive pace of most of the book, the ending was WHAM WHAM WHAM: The End.  Amazingly, the creepiness of the ending surpassed all the previous creepiness of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also shouldn't have been reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Graveyard Book&lt;/span&gt; at the same time because I LOVED that one. Maybe I am judging this book to harshly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Reviewed By:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dreamstuffbooks.com/blog/2009/11/28/her-fearful-symmetry-by-audrey-niffenegger/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+dreamstuffbooks%2FmjiL+%28Stuff+As+Dreams+Are+Made+On...%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff as Dreams are Made On...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bookbath.blogspot.com/2009/11/her-fearful-symmetry-audrey-niffenegger.html"&gt;BookBath&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lostinagoodstory.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-100th-book-of-2009-her-fearful.html"&gt;It's All About Me (time)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fyreflybooks.wordpress.com/2009/11/20/audrey-niffenegger-her-fearful-symmetry/"&gt;FyreFly's Book Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bookfinds.com/blog/2009/11/10/her-fearful-symmetry-by-audrey-niffenegger/"&gt;BookFinds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chris-book-a-rama.blogspot.com/2009/11/her-fearful-symmetry-by-audrey.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+Book-a-rama+%28book-a-rama%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt;Book-A-Rama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monniblog.com/2009/10/her-fearful-symmetry/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+monniblog+%28Monniblog%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt;Monniblog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pajiba.com/book_reviews/her-fearful-symmetry-by-audrey-niffenegger-review.php"&gt;Bibliolatry &lt;/a&gt;at Pajiba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://booksidoneread.blogspot.com/2009/10/her-fearful-symmetry-audrey-niffenegger.html"&gt;Books I Done Read&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://athomewithbooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/her-fearful-symmetry-review.html"&gt;At Home With Books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://literatehousewife.com/2009/09/201-her-fearful-symmetry/"&gt;The Literate Housewife Review&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skrishnasbooks.com/2009/09/her-fearful-symmetry-audrey-niffenegger.html"&gt;S. 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I read it back in May and can't believe it's taken me this long to review it, mainly because I loved it that much.  The minute I finished it I wanted to open it back up and re-read it.  You can &lt;a href="http://browseinside.harpercollins.com/index.aspx?isbn13=9780061256783"&gt;browse the book&lt;/a&gt; over at Harper Collins website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redleatherdiary.com/"&gt;Lily Koppel&lt;/a&gt; is a writer for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The New York Times&lt;/span&gt; who lives on the Upper West Side.  One day as she's leaving her apartment, she sees a ton of old steamer trunks sitting on the curb for removal.  (Side note: I love love looking at all the gems you can find on trash day in the city.)  The apartment building had a ton of old trunks sitting in storage for decades and was finally getting rid of them.  The one that struck Lily's fancy, though, was open and had some beautiful vintage clothes and an old red leather diary.  She saved the trunk along with the diary.  The following book is the story behind the woman who wrote in the diary from 1929 to 1934.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a photo of Lily with some of the old trunks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyZev1VfXcI/AAAAAAAALZ0/mzDzm7ti9kw/s1600-h/trunks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyZev1VfXcI/AAAAAAAALZ0/mzDzm7ti9kw/s320/trunks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415119777823677890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The diary isn't just any old diary. It's a diary that is meant to span five years.  Each day of the month has a page.  Each year has a couple of lines on that page.  (Side note: I love this idea for a diary.  That way you aren't required to blab on and can look back on the years and see what was going on in your life on that day.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The diary was written by a young teenage Florence Wolfson. Lily tracks down Florence and finds the 90 year-old still alive and well today.  Using the diary as a guide and Florence's memories for filler, Lily Koppel paints a beautiful tribute to a young girl living her life to the fullest in New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Lily and Florence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyZjSmqFWYI/AAAAAAAALZ8/B-e64k_FhsQ/s1600-h/2008_06_Lily+and+Florence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyZjSmqFWYI/AAAAAAAALZ8/B-e64k_FhsQ/s320/2008_06_Lily+and+Florence.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415124773225453954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why did I love this book so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lily's writing. I feel like I could see what Florence's NYC was like.  The sites, sounds, everything was so vivid.  While reading the book on the subway and bus, I would look around the city and marvel how much things have changed...and how much they've stayed the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Florence.  What an amazing and accomplished woman. She was a writer too and her short lines on her everyday life are so insightful and beautiful.  She tried and experimented everything. Some she failed while others she succeeded but it never stopped her from trying.  She even experimented in love, both men and women (which was, I thought, pretty darn scandalous reading for back then.)  She met and knew some pretty famous people as well, creating a literary salon of sorts. (Great post on her salon over at &lt;a href="http://bettyboochronicles.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-salon-on-literary-salons-of-then.html"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The photos. I loved that the book included photos of Florence, the people she loved and knew...just a great part of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Her European tour at the end of the book.  I am SO jealous.  Just this part could be made into a movie.  A young American girl going touring Europe, which is on the brink of war, while young European men, including an Italian Count, fall madly in love with her.  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to re-read it because there are so many quotes from Florence's diary that I just loved. I need to go back and write them all down.  And then buy my own red leather diary because who knows, someday someone might find my little life interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Lily with the diary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyZkQ1-6QNI/AAAAAAAALaE/pD69HXSnL8E/s1600-h/lilykoppel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyZkQ1-6QNI/AAAAAAAALaE/pD69HXSnL8E/s320/lilykoppel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415125842491228370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish I had reviewed this a long while back when it was all still new and fresh in my head. But I'm sort of glad I didn't, because I found the hardback copy of this book at a library sale.  That means I am giving away my paperback copy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To enter the giveaway:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Provide email, blog...a way of contacting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you read any interesting biographies or want to? If so, who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giveaway is open to all and through &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 22nd&lt;/span&gt;.   Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the cover of the copy I'm keeping. Don't you love it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyZlWM96jqI/AAAAAAAALaM/cDIcGMwuduI/s1600-h/diary2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyZlWM96jqI/AAAAAAAALaM/cDIcGMwuduI/s320/diary2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415127034072043170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also Reviewed by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://peekingbetweenthepages.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-review-red-leather-diary-by-lily.html"&gt;Peeking Between the Pages&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheistoofondofbooks.com/2009/04/04/book-review-the-red-leather-diary-by-lily-koppel/"&gt;She is Too Fond of Books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bookingmama.blogspot.com/2009/03/review-red-leather-diary.html"&gt;Booking Mama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsofareallibrarian.blogspot.com/2009/03/review-red-leather-diary.html"&gt;Confessions of a Real Librarian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caribousmom.com/2009/02/14/the-red-leather-diary-book-review/"&gt;Caribou's Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibliophilebythesea.blogspot.com/2008/08/121-red-leather-diary-lily-koppel.html"&gt;Bibliophile by the Sea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://agirlwalksintoabookstore.blogspot.com/2008/05/review-red-leather-diary-by-lily-koppel.html"&gt;A Girl Walks into a Bookstore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://libraryqueue.blogspot.com/2008/05/red-leather-diary.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+libraryqueue+%28Library+Queue%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt;Library Queue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookclubgirl.com/book_club_girl/2009/01/calling-all-mothers-daughters-and-grandmothers-to-journey-within-the-pages-of-the-red-leather-diary.html"&gt;Book Club Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-2941949921935754650?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/2941949921935754650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/red-leather-diary-lily-koppel.html#comment-form' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/2941949921935754650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/2941949921935754650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/red-leather-diary-lily-koppel.html' title='The Red Leather Diary - Lily Koppel'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyZbQISooLI/AAAAAAAALZs/jqdTJfz9VH8/s72-c/Red+Leather+Diary+Paperback.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-9083212438771653481</id><published>2009-12-14T08:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:56:51.722-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Gourmet Rhapsody Winner!</title><content type='html'>Happy Monday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado, the winner of the audio copy of Gourmet Rhapsody is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317480621483829078"&gt;Ladytink_534&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In response of what other foodie books are good, Ladytink_534 said Chocolat by Joanne Harris and Joanne Fluke's Hannah Swensen series. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds interesting, I'll have to check them out! I loved Chocolat the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I never heard back from the winner of &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/art-of-racing-in-rain-garth-stein.html"&gt;The Art of Racing in the Rain&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next winner is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/07120383471104483739"&gt;Aik&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks for entering the contests!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-9083212438771653481?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/9083212438771653481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/gourmet-rhapsody-winner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/9083212438771653481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/9083212438771653481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/gourmet-rhapsody-winner.html' title='Gourmet Rhapsody Winner!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-7451110867072342117</id><published>2009-12-11T10:24:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T12:52:29.232-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>Photographing Fairies - Steve Szilagyi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyJkR2tnokI/AAAAAAAALYs/yLIuEQ2oN9c/s1600-h/fairies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyJkR2tnokI/AAAAAAAALYs/yLIuEQ2oN9c/s320/fairies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413999959960166978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read Steve Szilagyi's novel &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Photographing-Fairies/Steve-Szilagyi/e/9780759241213/?itm=2&amp;amp;USRI=photographing+fairies"&gt;Photographing Fairies&lt;/a&gt; back in May and thought it was about time I wrote about it.  I found the book at a library book sale.   I think it has a pretty cool cover. Wish I could say the same for the contents of the book.  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the plot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Castle is an American photographer living and working in London.  He's kind of a slacker. His assistant does most of the work while Castle kind of lets things slide. One day, a Constable from a small town come to see him and shows Castle a photo of what he believes to be fairies.  The Constable says that there's a couple of girls in the town who can see the fairies and can take photos of them.  Obviously Castle thinks the Constable is a bit nuts but the photograph is compelling.  Somehow (I don't quite remember how or why) Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (who is quite a spiritualist himself) believes the photo is authentic.  Seeing an opportunity to make money and make a name for himself, Castle heads off to the small town to take photos of the fairies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, right?  What I like it that the story this novel is based on, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cottingley_fairies"&gt;Cottingley fairies&lt;/a&gt;.  Back in 1917, a couple of girls said they had photographic proof that fairies exist.  Here's a few of the photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyKAojVF_5I/AAAAAAAALZE/aJRANqQtQLo/s1600-h/cottingley-fairies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyKAojVF_5I/AAAAAAAALZE/aJRANqQtQLo/s400/cottingley-fairies1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414031136219594642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyKAoYueMbI/AAAAAAAALY8/yRFGEJwLP_M/s1600-h/cottingley2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyKAoYueMbI/AAAAAAAALY8/yRFGEJwLP_M/s400/cottingley2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414031133373247922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyKAoBlhKHI/AAAAAAAALY0/zXr2ZM9040Y/s1600-h/fairy_41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyKAoBlhKHI/AAAAAAAALY0/zXr2ZM9040Y/s400/fairy_41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414031127161677938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many people, including Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, believed that these photos were of real fairies.  It wasn't until the 1980s that the ladies came forward and said it was a hoax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if this book had strictly been a novel regarding the whole thing, I probably would have liked it.  Instead, the book starts out with Castle in prison for murder.  It starts that way!  So he's looking back on the events that landed him in prison.  The entire time I'm trying to figure out how a simple and touching story of a man trying to photograph fairies turns into a murder mystery. Who did he kill? Why?  On top of that, I really didn't care for Castle at all.  The ending was muddled, crammed, and I plain just didn't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's my review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an alternate cover:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyKFaZBHB2I/AAAAAAAALZU/quZ2JEMi2Oc/s1600-h/fairiescover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyKFaZBHB2I/AAAAAAAALZU/quZ2JEMi2Oc/s400/fairiescover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414036390491391842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a different note, there IS a movie based on this book that I wanted to see staring Toby Stephens as Castle.  It's appealing because I really enjoy Toby Stephens as &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0210719/"&gt;Gatsby&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0780362/"&gt;Mr Rochester&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0117991/"&gt;Duke Orsino&lt;/a&gt; among others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the movie poster (a bit too trippy for me):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyKFahQg_aI/AAAAAAAALZc/Qnh94sNQgRY/s1600-h/fairiesmovie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyKFahQg_aI/AAAAAAAALZc/Qnh94sNQgRY/s400/fairiesmovie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414036392703491490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And just because, Toby Stephens. Check out his actors spotlight over at &lt;a href="http://lightscamerahistory.wordpress.com/2009/05/11/actor-spotlight-toby-stephens/"&gt;Lights, Camera...History!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyKFaM5LsiI/AAAAAAAALZM/4pHwNpXES6g/s1600-h/toby_stephens_bio_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyKFaM5LsiI/AAAAAAAALZM/4pHwNpXES6g/s400/toby_stephens_bio_image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414036387236917794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;**Has anyone else read this book or seen the movie? Thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-7451110867072342117?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/7451110867072342117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/photographing-fairies-steve-szilagyi.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/7451110867072342117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/7451110867072342117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/photographing-fairies-steve-szilagyi.html' title='Photographing Fairies - Steve Szilagyi'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SyJkR2tnokI/AAAAAAAALYs/yLIuEQ2oN9c/s72-c/fairies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-8478819591456443187</id><published>2009-12-09T10:45:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:03:15.306-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sx_GNBbc2lI/AAAAAAAALX8/40kJ1u6dw6g/s1600-h/eng+The+Guernsey+Literary+and+Potato+Peel+Pie+Society.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sx_GNBbc2lI/AAAAAAAALX8/40kJ1u6dw6g/s320/eng+The+Guernsey+Literary+and+Potato+Peel+Pie+Society.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413263204146797138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had heard so many good things about Mary Ann Shaffer's book &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Guernsey-Literary-and-Potato-Peel-Pie-Society/Mary-Ann-Shaffer/e/9780385341004/?itm=1&amp;amp;USRI=guernsey+literary+and+potato+peel+pie+society"&gt;The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society&lt;/a&gt; that when I saw it at the library, I just had to pick it up.  Doesn't it have the LONGEST title ever?  I'm a sucker for WWII novels so I thought I'd like it.  And I LOVED it.  It's going on my top ten favorites for this year.  It's one of those books I'd go out and get my mom, grandma, and sister to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the plot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London, 1946 (post-WWII)&lt;br /&gt;Juliet Ashton, a somewhat comedic writer for a newspaper is promoting her new book when she gets a letter from a person in Guernsey (an island in the English Channel).  He has a book that once belonged to her and they both share a mutual affection for the writer, Charles Lamb.  Through this correspondence and more, Juliet becomes aware of what happened to the people on Guernsey during WWII (the island was occupied by the Nazis) and how and why a few of these people developed the Literary Potato Peel Pie Society - which is an odd name for a book club.  She decides that their story may make a great subject for a new book, so she goes to Guernsey to get to know these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire book is written as a collection of letters, sometimes written by Juliet, her publisher, her friend, and the people of Guernsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the way this book was written.  The letters made it all more personal and the story develops bit by bit because you are delved out the information along with the recipient of the letters.  I also LOVED Juliet Ashton.  She has such a fun wit and writing style.  And the Guernsey people are just beautiful and loving.  I could see how and why Juliet becomes entranced by their stories.  I immediately Googled Guernsey to see photos of the beautiful island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there is a love story which was so sweet (totally safe for moms and grandmas).  I'm not telling you anything more though. You'll have to read it for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sx_M50o1TlI/AAAAAAAALYE/WAFglewSiTA/s1600-h/guernsey2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sx_M50o1TlI/AAAAAAAALYE/WAFglewSiTA/s320/guernsey2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413270570877144658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;**I must be the LAST person to have read this because it's Also Reviewed By:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shelflove.wordpress.com/2009/11/09/guernsey-literary-review/"&gt;Shelf Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://melissasbookreviews.blogspot.com/2009/10/guernsey-literary-and-potato-peel.html"&gt;Book Nut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monniblog.com/2009/10/the-guernsey-literary-and-potato-peel-pie-society/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+monniblog+%28Monniblog%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt;Monniblog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheistoofondofbooks.com/2009/08/31/book-review-the-guernsey-literary-and-potato-peel-pie-society-by-mary-ann-shaffer-and-annie-barrows/"&gt;She is Too Fond of Books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capriciousreader.com/?p=2625"&gt;Tales of a Capricious Reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lisamm.wordpress.com/2009/08/20/review-and-giveaway-the-guernsey-literary-and-potato-peel-pie-society/"&gt;Books on the Brain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://age30books.blogspot.com/2009/08/guernsey-literary-and-potato-peel-pie.html"&gt;Age 30+ A Lifetime of Books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.mawbooks.com/2009/08/06/the-guernsey-literary-and-potato-peel-pie-society-by-mary-ann-shaffer-and-annie-barrows-review-and-giveaway/"&gt;Maw Books Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/guernsey-literary-and-potato-peel-pie.html"&gt;Becky's Book Reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://histficchick.blogspot.com/2009/07/review-guernsey-literary-and-potato.html"&gt;Hist-Fic Chick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anovelmenagerie.com/2009/08/10/book-review-potato-peel/"&gt;A Novel Menagerie &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skrishnasbooks.com/2009/06/guernsey-literary-and-potato-peel.html"&gt;S. 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Mark Mills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sx6o06P8yuI/AAAAAAAALXs/9OjW8j7u0kc/s1600-h/information.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sx6o06P8yuI/AAAAAAAALXs/9OjW8j7u0kc/s320/information.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412949429088733922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Information-Officer/Mark-Mills/e/9781400068180"&gt;The Information Officer&lt;/a&gt; by Mark Mills is another book I won from &lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/er_list.php"&gt;LibraryThing Early Reviewers&lt;/a&gt; program. It's a part serial killer/murder mystery/love story/WWII novel set in Malta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malta is a small island in the Mediterranean just south of Italy.  Before this novel, I had never heard of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Siege_of_Malta_%28World_War_II%29"&gt;Siege of Malta&lt;/a&gt;.  During WWII, it was pretty much the most heavily bombed place ever.  Wow.  The Allies were stationed on the island and were helping to fend off the Germans and Italians from invading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter the Information Officer, Max Chadwick, a British officer in charge of, well, information.  Obviously with all the bombing going on, morale can be quite low. So Max is in charge of keeping certain information hidden that might hurt the campaign, while promoting the heroism and valor of the Allies and Maltese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all that, Max is called in to check out the body of a young girl who was found dead, murdered.  In her hands is the scrap of a officer's uniform.  The coroner believes she was not the first victim.  Obviously Max is in a bind: he can't let the Maltese people know that one of the Allied officers may be killing their girls.  Creepily, some of the chapters are narrated by this unknown killer providing the reader with a disturbing glimpse into the killer's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all that, Max is in another predicament.  He's been seeing one lady while he's fallen in love with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this seems like a lot of stuff going on, but Mark Mills handles it wonderfully.  The picture he paints is so vivid.  Imagine constantly being bombarded day and night.  Often, people just go up on roofs to watch the current wave of bombs.  People have bomb shelters but they also hide in various tunnels throughout the island.  They don't drive because the dust kicked up becomes a prime target.  But life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the setting is what I loved about this book.  I'm big into the history part of historical-fiction.  The murder mystery is an added bonus.  The only part of the book I didn't quite like is the love story part.  I don't want to have any spoilers, but it was one of those things where you felt for Max but he kind of shot himself in the foot on this one (figuratively, not literally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a different cover of the book (beautiful!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sx6wKVS10JI/AAAAAAAALX0/zL5poorjOx0/s1600-h/information2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sx6wKVS10JI/AAAAAAAALX0/zL5poorjOx0/s400/information2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412957493707264146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The edition I read will be available February 2, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-3818751694889037671?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/3818751694889037671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/information-officer-mark-mills.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/3818751694889037671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/3818751694889037671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/information-officer-mark-mills.html' title='The Information Officer - Mark Mills'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sx6o06P8yuI/AAAAAAAALXs/9OjW8j7u0kc/s72-c/information.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-1513025505719484612</id><published>2009-12-07T15:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:28:18.586-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Gourmet Rhapsody - Muriel Barbery GIVEAWAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sx1fJjOjUHI/AAAAAAAALXU/IJFb3IQlM6k/s1600-h/gourmet-rhapsody3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sx1fJjOjUHI/AAAAAAAALXU/IJFb3IQlM6k/s320/gourmet-rhapsody3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412586944848941170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. This is going to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doozy&lt;/span&gt; of a review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won a copy of Muriel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Barbery's&lt;/span&gt; novel &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Gourmet-Rhapsody/Muriel-Barbery/e/9781933372952/?itm=1&amp;amp;USRI=gourmet+rhapsody"&gt;Gourmet Rhapsody&lt;/a&gt; through &lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/er_list.php"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LibraryThing's&lt;/span&gt; Early Reviewers&lt;/a&gt; program.  Wait. I won an AUDIO copy of this book.  And that's where this gets tricky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rarely listen to audio books.  My mind tends to wander and I end up rewinding a bunch.  And then there's the issue with the narrators. A bad narrator can ruin a good book.  Thankfully that was NOT the issue with this audio book. I loved the various narrators' voices.  I just had other issues...mainly my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I tried listening and doing things on the Internet. Bad idea.  Then I decided to sit and knit while listening. Better idea. Forgot to turn the shuffle thing off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;iTunes&lt;/span&gt;. Bad idea. So I listened to about half of the book in shuffle mode.  Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the gist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gourmet Rhapsody&lt;/span&gt; takes place in the same affluent apartment building as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Elegance of the Hedgehog&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/elegance-of-hedgehog-muriel-barbery.html"&gt;read my review&lt;/a&gt;).  This book, however, revolves around an elderly food critic, Monsieur &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Arthens&lt;/span&gt;, who is on his deathbed.  The story flip flops between the food critic desperately trying to remember a specific food or taste while he revisits old memories of his lifetime.  The rest of the story is narrated by the various people in his life: wife, cat, children, etc.  Some of them liked him and some absolutely loathe him.  (Almost every section of the audio book is narrated by someone else with a lot of flashbacks, so you could see how I might not have known it was on shuffle.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I did NOT like the food critic. Pompous. Vain. Wordy. But as I sat and knitted, I just started to salivate. I wanted to curl up with a glass of wine and listen to all the foods.  (My husband just laughed at that because I am not what you'd call a foodie person.)  And then I started to like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' Monsieur &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Arthens&lt;/span&gt;.  He's just on his deathbed remembering fond tastes and smells and experiences while all around him family and friends are judging him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there you have it. I did like it. Even after all my technical difficulties.  I want to re-read it (not listen) because there are so many things said that I loved.  No dog-earring with audio copies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Would you like my Audio (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt;) copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Gourmet Rhapsody&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To enter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tell me your favorite foodie book. I mean one that makes you want to eat whatever they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2) Your email. Or your blog. Or however I can get a hold of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contest is open world-wide and open through&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Friday, December 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; So hurry up and enter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-1513025505719484612?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/1513025505719484612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/gourmet-rhapsody-muriel-barbery.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/1513025505719484612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/1513025505719484612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/gourmet-rhapsody-muriel-barbery.html' title='Gourmet Rhapsody - Muriel Barbery GIVEAWAY!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sx1fJjOjUHI/AAAAAAAALXU/IJFb3IQlM6k/s72-c/gourmet-rhapsody3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-784229538846845724</id><published>2009-12-07T10:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T11:24:46.558-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>The Elegance of the Hedgehog - Muriel Barbery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sx0iw1x72qI/AAAAAAAALXM/WpW5wInC9Cw/s1600-h/the-elegance-of-the-hedgehog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sx0iw1x72qI/AAAAAAAALXM/WpW5wInC9Cw/s320/the-elegance-of-the-hedgehog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412520549634792098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to say that I am loving &lt;a href="http://www.europaeditions.com/"&gt;Europa Edition&lt;/a&gt; books. Besides their &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/search?q=europa"&gt;cool covers&lt;/a&gt;, I've found some great little gems.  I LOVED &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/07/margherita-dolce-vita-stefano-benni.html"&gt;Margherita Dolce Vita&lt;/a&gt;, and enjoyed &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/08/girl-on-via-flaminia-alfred-hayes.html"&gt;The Girl on the Via Flaminia&lt;/a&gt;.  So a while back I went to the library and checked out Muriel Barbery's &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Elegance-of-the-Hedgehog/Muriel-Barbery/e/9781933372600/?itm=1&amp;amp;USRI=the+elegance+of+the+hedgehog"&gt;The Elegance of the Hedgehog&lt;/a&gt;.  It is originally written in French and has been translated into English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story revolves around the lives of a few people in an affluent apartment building in France.  It flip flops narration between an insanely smart but suicidal young girl, Paloma, and Renée, the intelligent but frumpy concierge lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are very smart but hide what they are from the wealthy people around them.  That all changes when a handsome and intelligent Japanese man moves in and helps them open up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed both Paloma and Renée. Their transformations were what made the book.   Sometimes overly smart kids can be a bit annoying in books and movies, but Paloma surprised me.  Although she is contemplating suicide, it's not really because she's sad or depressed, but more about her own logical reasoning.  But Renée was what made me like the book. Watching her open up and blossom was my favorite part.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't amazing but I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Have you read any Europa Editions?  If so, what did you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Reviewed by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheistoofondofbooks.com/2009/11/18/book-review-the-elegance-of-the-hedgehog-by-muriel-barbery/"&gt;She is Too Fond of Books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fiveboroughbooks.blogspot.com/2009/10/review-lelegance-du-herisson.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+FiveBoroughBookReview+%28five+borough+book+review%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt;Five Borough Book Review&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caribousmom.com/2009/07/19/the-elegance-of-the-hedgehog-book-review/"&gt;Caribou's Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://booksidoneread.blogspot.com/2009/07/elegance-of-hedgehog-murial-barberry.html"&gt;Books I Done Read&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilyw.vox.com/library/post/the-elegance-of-the-hedgehog-by-muriel-barbery.html?_c=feed-atom"&gt;Books, the Universe, and Everything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abookishwayoflife.blogspot.com/2009/06/elegance-of-hedgehog-by-muriel-barbery.html"&gt;A Bookish Way of Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bostonbibliophile.com/2009/04/review-elegance-of-hedgehog-by-muriel.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+TheBostonBibliophile+%28The+Boston+Bibliophile%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt;The Boston Bibliophile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-784229538846845724?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/784229538846845724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/elegance-of-hedgehog-muriel-barbery.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/784229538846845724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/784229538846845724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/elegance-of-hedgehog-muriel-barbery.html' title='The Elegance of the Hedgehog - Muriel Barbery'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sx0iw1x72qI/AAAAAAAALXM/WpW5wInC9Cw/s72-c/the-elegance-of-the-hedgehog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-8099597824250937323</id><published>2009-12-04T11:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T11:15:53.905-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYClife'/><title type='text'>Festive Food Cart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sxk1beuKPlI/AAAAAAAALXE/o4tr_l0mzEM/s1600-h/47188278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411415173481774674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sxk1beuKPlI/AAAAAAAALXE/o4tr_l0mzEM/s800/47188278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Festive food cart in Mid-town taken with my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-8099597824250937323?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/8099597824250937323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/festive-food-cart.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/8099597824250937323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/8099597824250937323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/festive-food-cart.html' title='Festive Food Cart'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sxk1beuKPlI/AAAAAAAALXE/o4tr_l0mzEM/s72-c/47188278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-3534869092726721898</id><published>2009-12-04T10:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:55:36.162-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>The Art of Racing in the Rain - Winner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxkpzqLqLAI/AAAAAAAALW8/j1YZqH_ubsk/s1600-h/stein1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxkpzqLqLAI/AAAAAAAALW8/j1YZqH_ubsk/s320/stein1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411402394735619074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you all who entered and left great comments!!  The winner of my hard back copy of Garth Stein's novel is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Carol at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947015243406321163"&gt;buddyt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/07120383471104483739"&gt;Aik&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Carol, you didn't leave me your email (for shame!) so please email me your address (nycbookgirl at gmail dot com) so I can ship it out to you!!  You left a great comment so I don't want you to miss out!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never heard back from Carol so the winner is Aik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-3534869092726721898?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/3534869092726721898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/art-of-racing-in-rain-winner.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/3534869092726721898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/3534869092726721898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/art-of-racing-in-rain-winner.html' title='The Art of Racing in the Rain - Winner!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxkpzqLqLAI/AAAAAAAALW8/j1YZqH_ubsk/s72-c/stein1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-8451295452503779628</id><published>2009-12-04T09:17:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T10:10:53.618-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>Seeing Redd and Arch Enemy - Frank Beddor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sxkc8mLoDDI/AAAAAAAALV8/i39sPVmgErM/s1600-h/seeingredd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sxkc8mLoDDI/AAAAAAAALV8/i39sPVmgErM/s320/seeingredd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411388254629399602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Seeing-Redd/Frank-Beddor/e/9780142412091/?itm=1&amp;amp;USRI=seeing+redd"&gt;Seeing Redd&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/ArchEnemy/Frank-Beddor/e/9780803731561/?itm=1&amp;amp;usri=arch+enemy"&gt;Arch Enemy&lt;/a&gt; are the second and third books in the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Looking Glass Wars&lt;/span&gt; trilogy by Frank Beddor.  You can check out my review of &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/04/looking-glass-wars-frank-beddor.html"&gt;the first book&lt;/a&gt;.  I found a copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seeing Redd&lt;/span&gt; at a library book sale and was in the middle of reading it when I was asked by Victor at &lt;a href="http://specialopsmedia.com/"&gt;Special Ops Media&lt;/a&gt; to review &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arch Enemy&lt;/span&gt;.  How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**If you haven't checked out my first review or read the first book, you might get some spoilers so just watch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Please note that these books are not graphic novels and the photos are taken from the Internet, not the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seeing Redd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyss Heart (Alice from Wonderland) is real.  She was forced to go through the Pool of Tears into our world when she was young to escape her evil aunt Redd who had murdered her mother.  Alyss is back in Wonderland but is not fighting against her aunt for the throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to give away too much, but I really liked&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Seeing Redd&lt;/span&gt;.  Evil Redd just cracks me up because she is just so perfectly evil. I love her evil roses on her dress that snap at people.  And her side-kick Cat is just awesome.  (Best part: Redd makes an appearance in London...totally enjoyed that part in the book).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some other photos of Redd (I just LOVE this series' artwork):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sxke9JIzDLI/AAAAAAAALWE/cSQ9BaG9XTk/s1600-h/prints-seeingredd-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sxke9JIzDLI/AAAAAAAALWE/cSQ9BaG9XTk/s400/prints-seeingredd-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411390463036034226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alternate covers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sxke9eahRaI/AAAAAAAALWM/Y5pyZoJT9uk/s1600-h/seeingred3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sxke9eahRaI/AAAAAAAALWM/Y5pyZoJT9uk/s400/seeingred3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411390468747511202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sxke9tcYCpI/AAAAAAAALWU/ZP5LRMZ3PBU/s1600-h/seeingredd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sxke9tcYCpI/AAAAAAAALWU/ZP5LRMZ3PBU/s400/seeingredd2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411390472781826706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arch Enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyss Heart has more to contend with than just her evil aunt.  The third book focuses on her other rival King Arch who is the tribal leader of the Boarderlands.  How cool is the cover of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arch Enemy&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxkgB4ePf0I/AAAAAAAALWk/WHcTIQqHNTw/s1600-h/archenemy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxkgB4ePf0I/AAAAAAAALWk/WHcTIQqHNTw/s400/archenemy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411391643973549890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Boarderlands:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxkgBvXm75I/AAAAAAAALWc/rr0Wyn1IVi8/s1600-h/boarderland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxkgBvXm75I/AAAAAAAALWc/rr0Wyn1IVi8/s400/boarderland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411391641529806738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Alyss and Redd are in the middle of their own war, Arch sees an opportunity to take over Wonderland for himself.  Arch is pretty funny too. He thinks women should not be rulers and he is so condescending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this one because it really dealt with the the idea of Imagination and what happens when Wonderlanders (especially Alyss and Redd) lose their imagination and how that affects people in our world.  It was one of those books that there were only a few pages left and I got all worried...how is it going to end!?!  But he wrapped it up pretty nicely. I was impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and don't forget Dodge.  Dodge is Alyss's love interest in the trilogy who is bent on revenge because the Cat killed his father.  Here's Dodge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxkhPCz7TfI/AAAAAAAALWs/D-ruWMAVSiM/s1600-h/dodge-ecard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxkhPCz7TfI/AAAAAAAALWs/D-ruWMAVSiM/s400/dodge-ecard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411392969598782962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here's the tragic Heart family (Redd on the left and Alyss's mom on the right):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxkhglNqw2I/AAAAAAAALW0/fWXVjoxe9BU/s1600-h/house-of-hearts-ecard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 345px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxkhglNqw2I/AAAAAAAALW0/fWXVjoxe9BU/s400/house-of-hearts-ecard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411393270891332450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I enjoyed the series, I think I am more enthralled with the art work.  I'd love to see this series as a graphic novel or better yet, a movie.  On Frank Beddor's &lt;a href="http://www.lookingglasswars.com/movie-folder/movie-fs.html"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; for the trilogy, it does look like there is something in the works.  Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Reviewed by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://troubles-melt-like-lemon-drops.blogspot.com/2008/04/seeing-redd-frank-beddor.html"&gt;Where Troubles Melt Like Lemon Drops&lt;/a&gt; - Seeing Redd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://boldblueadventure.blogspot.com/2008/04/seeing-redd.html"&gt;Bold. Blue. Adventure&lt;/a&gt; - Seeing Redd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://readfromatoz.blogspot.com/2009/02/seeing-redd.html"&gt;A Reader's Journal&lt;/a&gt; - Seeing Redd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://musebookreviews.blogspot.com/2009/11/seeing-redd-looking-glass-wars-2-by.html"&gt;Muse Books&lt;/a&gt; - Seeing Redd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theneverendingshelf.com/2009/10/book-review-seeing-redd.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theneverendingshelf.com/2009/10/book-review-archenemy-looking-glass.html"&gt;The Neverending Shelf&lt;/a&gt; - Arch Enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-8451295452503779628?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/8451295452503779628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/seeing-redd-and-arch-enemy-frank-beddor.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/8451295452503779628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/8451295452503779628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/seeing-redd-and-arch-enemy-frank-beddor.html' title='Seeing Redd and Arch Enemy - Frank Beddor'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sxkc8mLoDDI/AAAAAAAALV8/i39sPVmgErM/s72-c/seeingredd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-2607415798292301479</id><published>2009-12-02T15:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T15:53:44.094-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYCEvents'/><title type='text'>That one tree in NYC</title><content type='html'>Time is moving way too fast. Does anyone else think that? I can't believe it's December already. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYC is all abuzz today because it's that time again. The day the Rockefeller Center's tree gets all lit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT dealing with the throngs of people today.  Been there and done that a few years ago.  So to regurgitate an &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2008/12/light-up-that-tree.html"&gt;old post&lt;/a&gt;, here's a photo of my husband and I during the tree lighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxbSPhCPNoI/AAAAAAAALVs/uL7sRhmEHK8/s1600-h/tree3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxbSPhCPNoI/AAAAAAAALVs/uL7sRhmEHK8/s800/tree3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410743166339856002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago I did happen to walk by the center while the tree was still all boxed up.  Makes me wonder how they transport the massive tree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxbSP7h-eTI/AAAAAAAALV0/-rjdKAqB0pw/s1600-h/IMG_1512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxbSP7h-eTI/AAAAAAAALV0/-rjdKAqB0pw/s800/IMG_1512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410743173452298546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-2607415798292301479?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/2607415798292301479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/that-one-tree-in-nyc.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/2607415798292301479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/2607415798292301479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/that-one-tree-in-nyc.html' title='That one tree in NYC'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxbSPhCPNoI/AAAAAAAALVs/uL7sRhmEHK8/s72-c/tree3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-8672342485437354394</id><published>2009-12-01T10:07:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T10:23:14.420-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenges'/><title type='text'>What I Read in November</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxUx5pmkAcI/AAAAAAAALVk/v2vPYLlH8VE/s1600/100_Challenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxUx5pmkAcI/AAAAAAAALVk/v2vPYLlH8VE/s320/100_Challenge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410285393845420482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so proud of myself this month. I read 13 Books!!  That is the MOST I've ever read in a month. I've read a total of 87 books this years so just 13 more and I'll read my goal of &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2008/12/100-reading-challenge-for-2009.html"&gt;100 books&lt;/a&gt; this year. Think I can do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;November&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;75. &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/gourmet-rhapsody-muriel-barbery.html"&gt;Gourmet Rhapsody&lt;/a&gt; - Muriel Barbery&lt;br /&gt;76. Smoke and Mirrors - Neil Gaiman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;77. &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/her-fearful-symmetry-audrey-niffenegger.html"&gt;Her Fearful Symmetry&lt;/a&gt; - Audrey Niffenegger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;78. Only Milo - Barry Smith&lt;br /&gt;79. &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/now-then-jacqueline-sheehan-giveaway.html"&gt;Now &amp;amp; Then&lt;/a&gt; - Jacqueline Sheehan&lt;br /&gt;80. The Graveyard Book - Neil Gaiman&lt;br /&gt;81. &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/giv-boston-teran.html"&gt;Giv: The Story of a Dog and America&lt;/a&gt; - Boston Teran &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;82. &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/guernsey-literary-and-potato-peel-pie.html"&gt;The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society&lt;/a&gt; - Mary Anne Shaffer &amp;amp; Annie Barrows&lt;br /&gt;83. &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/creed-of-violence-boston-teran.html"&gt;The Creed of Violence&lt;/a&gt; - Boston Teran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;84. The Sandman Vol 1.: Preludes and Nocturnes - Neil Gaiman&lt;/div&gt;85. &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/seeing-redd-and-arch-enemy-frank-beddor.html"&gt;Arch Enemy&lt;/a&gt; - Frank Beddor&lt;br /&gt;86. &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/information-officer-mark-mills.html"&gt;The Information Officer&lt;/a&gt; - Mark Mills&lt;br /&gt;87. Hunter - Campbell Jefferys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, my reviews will be coming ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**What all did you read this month? Did you have a favorite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-8672342485437354394?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/8672342485437354394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-i-read-in-november.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/8672342485437354394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/8672342485437354394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-i-read-in-november.html' title='What I Read in November'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxUx5pmkAcI/AAAAAAAALVk/v2vPYLlH8VE/s72-c/100_Challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-7288179528116362067</id><published>2009-12-01T09:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T11:54:49.396-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>The Creed of Violence - Boston Teran</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxUkhsaJU5I/AAAAAAAALVc/CVVvYo_bqDQ/s1600/creed_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxUkhsaJU5I/AAAAAAAALVc/CVVvYo_bqDQ/s320/creed_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410270688630625170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Creed-of-Violence/Boston-Teran/e/9781582435251/?itm=1&amp;amp;USRI=boston+teran"&gt;The Creed of Violence&lt;/a&gt; is the second book I've read by &lt;a href="http://www.thecreedofviolence.com/"&gt;Boston Teran&lt;/a&gt;. I was asked to read by &lt;a href="http://www.kelleyandhall.com/"&gt;Kelley and Hall&lt;/a&gt; and I took one look at the title of the book and the cover and I was sold. And it did not disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Creed of Violence&lt;/span&gt; is a departure from Teran's novel &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/giv-boston-teran.html"&gt;Giv: The Story of a Dog and America&lt;/a&gt; that I recently reviewed.  But based on all Teran's novels, I think&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Giv&lt;/span&gt; was the departure.   While this is a gritty and often violent tale, what surprised me was the touch of humanity that was infused by the relationships of the main characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Creed of Violence&lt;/span&gt; starts out on the Texas/Mexico border in 1910.  Mexico is rumbling for revolution which is a problem for both countries because of Mexico's much-needed oil fields (hmmm...sounds eerily familiar).  John Lourdes is a young agent in America's Bureau of Investigation (early FBI).  His job is to take the criminal known as Rawbone and travel with him and a truck full of weapons across the border into Mexico undercover.  Rawbone is working with the Bureau to gain immunity.  Problem? Aside from the obvious dangers of working undercover in a country on the brink of revolution, Rawbone is John Lourdes dead-beat father.  John Lourdes knows this.  Rawbone does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this book for two reasons: the setting of the novel and the relationship between father and son.  I could totally see why &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Creed of Violence&lt;/span&gt; is being &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm2181517/news#ni0814142"&gt;adapted in to a movie&lt;/a&gt;.  What a violent and vivid portrait he paints of Mexico, the revolutionaries, and America's intervention into the fray.  The setting sucked me into the novel but it was really the relationship between Rawbone and John Lourdes that kept me reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the first line of the book which is about Rawbone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"He was born in Scabtown the day Lincoln was assassinated at Ford's Theater." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how it starts out.  Rawbone is a criminal and a common killer.  He never knew his father and his prostitute mom died when he was young.  Left on his own he turned criminal.  Honestly, I kind of liked him.  He was sort of funny with a type of wit that made him a likable character.  John Lourdes, ironically, had a similar sad upbringing.  Rawbone was married to his mom and then took off when Lourdes was young.  His mom passed away shortly after. But instead of turning criminal like Rawbone, Lourdes joins the Bureau of Investigation.  He's angry at Rawbone and really wants to see him dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But their journey together changes them. And that's the part of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Creed of Violence&lt;/span&gt; that I enjoyed.  I'm excited to see how this book will be adapted to the big screen. I wonder who would portray Rawbone and John Lourdes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Has anyone read anything by Boston Teran? I've heard that his book&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; God is a Bullet&lt;/span&gt; is really really good. I'm going to have to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I still want to know who Boston Teran really is. Arg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-7288179528116362067?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/7288179528116362067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/creed-of-violence-boston-teran.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/7288179528116362067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/7288179528116362067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/12/creed-of-violence-boston-teran.html' title='The Creed of Violence - Boston Teran'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxUkhsaJU5I/AAAAAAAALVc/CVVvYo_bqDQ/s72-c/creed_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-298844794768130362</id><published>2009-11-30T14:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T15:01:41.920-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AnnaBear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CharlieDog'/><title type='text'>Memories are made of these</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxQj09zguRI/AAAAAAAALVE/9mPdYO7_Q2M/s1600/take2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxQj09zguRI/AAAAAAAALVE/9mPdYO7_Q2M/s800/take2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409988445229594898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, we went camping again this year for Thanksgiving and had a ball.  Per usual, I had our yearly family photo taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously this isn't the one going on the cards, but my sister says it's the one that suits us the best. I'm not sure that's a compliment ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-298844794768130362?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/298844794768130362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/memories-are-made-of-these.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/298844794768130362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/298844794768130362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/memories-are-made-of-these.html' title='Memories are made of these'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxQj09zguRI/AAAAAAAALVE/9mPdYO7_Q2M/s72-c/take2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-4494233491614406083</id><published>2009-11-30T14:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:48:14.600-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Giv - WINNERS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxQfuCY9sgI/AAAAAAAALU8/OsQsSqutySo/s1600/giv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxQfuCY9sgI/AAAAAAAALU8/OsQsSqutySo/s320/giv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409983928154829314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yippee!! I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving (those of you who celebrate) and are looking forward to December and the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun picking the winners on this one because I can't wait for you to tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Random.org my winners are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Karen K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245620124361873544"&gt;Wanda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317480621483829078"&gt;Ladytink_534&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/12543241113417693312"&gt;Silent Raven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124377786730247794"&gt;A Real Librarian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations!  Wanda, you've won two of my &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/dog-days-of-november.html"&gt;Dog Days of November&lt;/a&gt; contests, lucky you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be emailing you for your addresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-4494233491614406083?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/4494233491614406083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/giv-winners.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/4494233491614406083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/4494233491614406083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/giv-winners.html' title='Giv - WINNERS!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SxQfuCY9sgI/AAAAAAAALU8/OsQsSqutySo/s72-c/giv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-505917166217260885</id><published>2009-11-25T14:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T14:45:36.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dewey - You are missed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sw2JOceWLmI/AAAAAAAALU0/Z089asA8iqw/s1600/deweycolour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sw2JOceWLmI/AAAAAAAALU0/Z089asA8iqw/s400/deweycolour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408129608796483170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually access the blogs I read via Google Reader so often I have to take the time to go to the actual blog site. Usually to post a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you've been to mine, you'll notice I have a button that mentions Dewey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first started reading book blogs, I noticed this one character named Dewey and her blog The Hidden Side of a Leaf. She was smart, funny, and wrote the greatest reviews. She was such a huge part of our book blog community. I remember it seemed like everyone knew Dewey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a year ago today she passed away and it rocked our little community. I was on vacation to Egypt and didn't know until I came back. I still have no words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just say: Dewey, you are missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read other tributes today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Kailana at &lt;a href="http://myreadingbooks.blogspot.com/2009/11/year-gone-by.html"&gt;The Written World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * Eva at &lt;a href="http://astripedarmchair.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/for-dewey/"&gt;A Striped Armchair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * Debi at &lt;a href="http://dastevens.blogspot.com/2009/11/year-without-you.html"&gt;Nothing of Importance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * Wendy at &lt;a href="http://www.caribousmom.com/2009/11/25/one-year/"&gt;Caribous Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Nymeth at &lt;a href="http://www.thingsmeanalot.com/2009/11/optimists-daughter-by-eudora-welty.html"&gt;Things Mean a Lot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-505917166217260885?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/505917166217260885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/dewey-you-are-missed.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/505917166217260885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/505917166217260885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/dewey-you-are-missed.html' title='Dewey - You are missed'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sw2JOceWLmI/AAAAAAAALU0/Z089asA8iqw/s72-c/deweycolour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-6015776378075800839</id><published>2009-11-25T11:14:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T15:07:49.582-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>The Art of Racing in the Rain - Garth Stein</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sw1YAvFjfmI/AAAAAAAALUQ/pb0UAPXXzds/s1600/racing-cover2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408075497204842082" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 213px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sw1YAvFjfmI/AAAAAAAALUQ/pb0UAPXXzds/s320/racing-cover2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do the review for Garth Stein's novel, &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Art-of-Racing-in-the-Rain/Garth-Stein/e/9780061537967/?itm=1&amp;amp;USRI=the+art+of+racing+in+the+rain"&gt;The Art of Racing in the Rain&lt;/a&gt;, a bit differently than I normally do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/ask-away.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; I asked you all to ask me and my husband (Robb) questions about this book. Robb and I both read and liked it. Robb bought the book and I was asked to review the book by Sean from Terra Communications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Stick around because at the end of the Q&amp;amp;A there is a chance to win a copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Art of Racing in the Rain&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all were wonderful and asked some great questions. So without further ado, here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://bookshelfmonstrosity.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Bookshelf Monstrosity&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Do you look at your dog differently after reading this book?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROBB:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading, I'm better able to admit my own dog's mortality (pretend I am laughing while saying that). And I appreciate more the memories and all the changes of the last 6yrs that my dog has been through with me. I know at some point I will have a different dog, but before that happens my dog now cannot say she has been bored being my dog. So yes, I do; the book reminded me of all the "why I have a dog / mans best friend / etc" reasons and sayings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It definitely did! To a degree. I normally read my books during my commute to and from work. And each day after work I just wanted to give my dogs a big ol' hug. I laughed because Enzo is kind of cocky and philosophizes a bit. While my Charlie dog is kind of a big oaf, I could totally see our dog Anna being all cocky and thinking..."when I'm human." Before reading this book, my husband and I would joke that Anna's just waiting until she grows opposable thumbs and then she'll show us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Did you like how the story was written from the dog's perspective? Why or why not?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROBB:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not think it would have been as good a story if told from any another perspective. As Denny, it would have been a too personal perspective; as Eve it would have been a different story time line; as Annika it would have some teen drama tragic thing recycled. Enzo held me observing from the sidelines. I could see what was going on, I was as much involved in the situation, outraged and saddened, but I could not do anything about it. Also, Enzo was able to cross story lines without the author forcing it along. He was in the Zoe's world, he was by Denny's side, he invaded the in-laws, and stood proudly at the coffee shop scene. Also, the dog was written a bit snarky and I enjoy that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked that this story was from Enzo's point of view. I didn't get caught up in all the semantics of it (how did he know things, how did he learn), I just enjoyed his perspective. That said, I probably would not have enjoyed this book had it been from someone else's perspective, say Denny. The story was a bit too drama, a bit too LifeTime movie which I'm not really into. I think coming from the perspective of the dog who really cared about his family absolutely made the story work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Do you or your husband have a favorite quotation or passage from the book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROBB:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually dog ear and mark up pages with passages, quotes, scenes, names... for whatever reasons. I was just barely into this book when I realized I would be reading it again and decided to deal with all the note taking on round two so I could enjoy the book and enjoy reading the book. That being said, "Get to it, mother*^@+&amp;amp;~" really stands out for a variety of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I don't remember a specific quote but there is one point in the book that I almost cried, and oddly it had nothing to do with Enzo. I won't give it away but it had to do with Denny's parents. That's all I'll say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Nicole at &lt;a href="http://www.linussblanket.com/"&gt;Linus's Blanket&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Did you and your husband react differently to the dog narrating the books and what happened to the dog over the course of the story?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROBB:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Enzo is a great character and that really showed through the one-sidedness of the narration. Thinking about it now, I can see how it's not just his story, but also the story of an "every dog". Lucky dogs get great families; unfortunate dogs get tragedy; unlucky dogs get passed and in/out shelters. Enzo lived these lives. When I got my dog, I accepted that I would be responsible for keeping her out of the unfortunate and on the positive side of unlucky as best able. I also know where her story is likely to end. So, Enzo's story, while heartstrung, is also a story about a lucky dog and that is something I can appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I haven't read Robb's responses yet to see how he reacted. I do think that he likes this book a bit more than I did. Maybe because he could relate to Denny as a male more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;em&gt;Mariska&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was the first thing come out when you had finished reading this book ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROBB:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the very first thing was the need to get home and pet the dogs, hug the wife, and take a moment to really appreciate my lot on this great spinning mass. That followed by a cynical "dreams can come true" moment and then an appreciation for a very well written book. All wrapped up in about 30 seconds after finishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I did NOT like the end. I thought it was a bit too cheesy, happily-ever-after kharma thing going on. Looking back, I'm not sure if I agree with all the philosophizing that was in the book but it honestly wasn't that pushy while I was reading it. I do know that I liked the book and really liked Enzo. It made me sad to think that some day our Charlie and Anna won't be around. They are the first dogs I've ever had so it's going to be insanely sad when they pass. I can't even imagine how Robb is going to take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What is the best part of this book for you and your husband?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROBB:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not know anything about the book when I picked it up. I had a travel day coming up, was in a bookstore, dog on the cover, and the promise of an interesting story perspective - so i grabbed a copy. I started the book at an ATL airport bar and finished it somewhere along the 1 train that same night. So the best part to me was enjoying the book and it's combined elements: a love story without being a love story; tragedy and doom; a hero survived; bite. Also, I think it is great how living life, full of variables, paralleled the unexpectednesses of driving cars, really fast, without dominating the book. (PS - If you have not heard it already, nice cover work Archie Ferguson).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Enzo. I just wanted to hug him. And then hug Charlie and Anna. I would honestly read this again just because of Enzo. And for some reason, I loved that he got all caught up in the racing aspect (Denny is a race car driver...thus the title of the book). I thought I would get annoyed at the use of racing euphemisms. Kind of when someone keeps using sports terms and it drives you up the wall. But I really liked that part of the book. I think because Enzo used it and I could just see the joy a dog gets when in a car. Our dogs LOVE sticking their heads out of the truck while we're driving. It made me happy to think about all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Janna Qualman at &lt;a href="http://somethingshewrote.blogspot.com/"&gt;Something She Wrote&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. How many times did you cry?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROBB:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several actually, the better moment crying while saddled up at a bar, 3 in the afternoon, and on a packed bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only almost cried once. During the aforementioned parent part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Would you ever name a dog Enzo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROBB:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I thought of it first, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Not a big Ferrari fan. That said, for Denny's dog it was a great name. It honestly took me longer than it should have to figure out that Enzo was named after Enzo Ferrari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it! Thanks to everyone who asked us questions and to my husband Robb who graciously played along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you to Sean at Terra Communications for my review copy which I will now pass on to one lucky winner!!  Robb will NOT part with his paperback copy so I'm going to giveaway my hardback copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To enter the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIVEAWAY&lt;/span&gt; you MUST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) provide email or way to contact you&lt;br /&gt;2) tell me something you learned or pondered during this Q&amp;amp;A section&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it! The giveaway is open for a week, through &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 2nd&lt;/span&gt; and is International.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for fun, here's the four of us our first Thanksgiving together (our tradition is to go camping).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sw1l6YbF2VI/AAAAAAAALUk/UtnbIBTza7Q/s1600/Thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sw1l6YbF2VI/AAAAAAAALUk/UtnbIBTza7Q/s400/Thanksgiving.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408090781204732242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-6015776378075800839?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/6015776378075800839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/art-of-racing-in-rain-garth-stein.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/6015776378075800839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/6015776378075800839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/art-of-racing-in-rain-garth-stein.html' title='The Art of Racing in the Rain - Garth Stein'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sw1YAvFjfmI/AAAAAAAALUQ/pb0UAPXXzds/s72-c/racing-cover2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-5928664759670858569</id><published>2009-11-24T10:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T10:16:23.218-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Now &amp; Then - Winners!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Swv2Z5FrRjI/AAAAAAAALUA/LL19-WcDYFM/s1600/now-and-then.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407686702270203442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Swv2Z5FrRjI/AAAAAAAALUA/LL19-WcDYFM/s320/now-and-then.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry I'm a bit belated in picking the winners. I got one of those fun super colds. Anyway...here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the 5 Winners are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245620124361873544"&gt;Wanda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05717529775179109148"&gt;Heatherzilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910641116517171459"&gt;Andrea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://booktumbling.com/"&gt;Christine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/07018603523305326782"&gt;Carol M &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be emailing you for your addresses so they can mail those books out to ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for fun, here's what you all told me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite pet books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Art of Racing in the Rain&lt;br /&gt;Marley &amp;amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;Merle's Door&lt;br /&gt;Dewey&lt;br /&gt;Wesley the Owl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time Travel Boooks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Time Traveler's Wife&lt;br /&gt;Eve: A Novel of the First Woman&lt;br /&gt;The Devil's Arithmetic&lt;br /&gt;The Reluctant God&lt;br /&gt;The Outlander Series&lt;br /&gt;Riddle in the Mountain&lt;br /&gt;The Man Who Loved Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;The Time Machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time Travel Movie/Shows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in Time&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Future&lt;br /&gt;Kate &amp;amp; Leopold&lt;br /&gt;Lost (show)&lt;br /&gt;7 Days (show)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-5928664759670858569?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/5928664759670858569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/now-then-winners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/5928664759670858569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/5928664759670858569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/now-then-winners.html' title='Now &amp; Then - Winners!!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Swv2Z5FrRjI/AAAAAAAALUA/LL19-WcDYFM/s72-c/now-and-then.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-81394368330840339</id><published>2009-11-20T10:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T11:33:48.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RandomNYC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYClife'/><title type='text'>Random NYC Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Swa2DD20QDI/AAAAAAAALT4/jOx-vjDC8GI/s1600/IMG_3776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Swa2DD20QDI/AAAAAAAALT4/jOx-vjDC8GI/s800/IMG_3776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406208566395945010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view of Times Square from a Marriott Marquis hotel room - when my sister came to town a while back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-81394368330840339?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/81394368330840339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-nyc-photo_20.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/81394368330840339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/81394368330840339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-nyc-photo_20.html' title='Random NYC Photo'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Swa2DD20QDI/AAAAAAAALT4/jOx-vjDC8GI/s72-c/IMG_3776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-5395362880958457161</id><published>2009-11-16T15:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:22:29.969-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Giv by Boston Teran - GIVEAWAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SwGy6ogDDwI/AAAAAAAALSY/ZkGCzsTnUoI/s1600/giv-199x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404797748195299074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SwGy6ogDDwI/AAAAAAAALSY/ZkGCzsTnUoI/s320/giv-199x300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember (one post ago) when I raved that I loved Boston Teran's &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/giv-boston-teran.html"&gt;Giv: The Story of a Dog and America&lt;/a&gt;, but I wasn't going to give my copy away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Jim over at &lt;a href="http://www.kelleyandhall.com/"&gt;Keeley and Hall &lt;/a&gt;sent me an email saying that they are sending me &lt;strong&gt;FIVE&lt;/strong&gt; copies of GIV to giveaway.  How cool is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know the drill, go over and &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/giv-boston-teran.html"&gt;read my review&lt;/a&gt; and then enter my giveaway here.  Please comment on why this book sounds interesting and leave me a way to contact you.  For fun, let me know if you have any pets that have made a different in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my international readers so the contest is open world-wide through &lt;strong&gt;November 25th&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-5395362880958457161?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/5395362880958457161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/giv-by-boston-teran-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/5395362880958457161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/5395362880958457161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/giv-by-boston-teran-giveaway.html' title='Giv by Boston Teran - GIVEAWAY!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/SwGy6ogDDwI/AAAAAAAALSY/ZkGCzsTnUoI/s72-c/giv-199x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-6405793094690357716</id><published>2009-11-13T14:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:33:32.627-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>Giv - Boston Teran</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sv25NbB4q2I/AAAAAAAALSQ/g_IH9T6P6Ug/s1600-h/giv-199x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403678768159566690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sv25NbB4q2I/AAAAAAAALSQ/g_IH9T6P6Ug/s320/giv-199x300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A while back, I was contacted by Jim at &lt;a href="http://www.kelleyandhall.com/"&gt;Kelley and Hall&lt;/a&gt; about reviewing a book by Boston Teran called &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Creed-of-Violence/Boston-Teran/e/9781582435251/?itm=3"&gt;The Creed of Violence&lt;/a&gt;. It looked really interesting so I said, sure!  A short while after they sent me that book, they sent me another one of his books, &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Giv/Boston-Teran/e/9781567030556"&gt;Giv: The Story of a Dog and America&lt;/a&gt;.  I wasn't under any pressure to read or review it, but I thought it would be a great addition to my &lt;a href="http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/dog-days-of-november.html"&gt;Dog Days of November&lt;/a&gt; reads.  So I grabbed it off my shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And O. MY. GOSH.  I loved it.  I'm not sure if I loved it because I had no expectations or what, but what a beautiful book.  Beware: If you are the type that might tear up while reading a book, this is one of those books.  The idea behind the story is based on events in the author's life. You can read his idea for the &lt;a href="http://www.giv-thestoryofadogandamerica.com/"&gt;book here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story follows the life of a dog named Giv. The book is composed as the story of Giv's life written by one of Giv's many owners, Sergeant Dean Hickok.  From Giv's birth, by chance, fate, or luck, he gets passed on from person to person, from experience to experience.  The blurb from the press release by Americans Speak says "The Forrest Gump of dog books."  I'm not sure about all that, but boy does Giv go through some stuff.  He's in Dallas with some struggling musicians checking out the book depository, he's there through Hurricane Katrina in New Orleans, and he's there for an Iraqi war vetran. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the book is about a dog named Giv, it's also about the people he meets.  Memorable characters.  Heart-wrenching characters.  It's about the free-will, undying spirit of man and man's best friend.  I loved how the idea of the act of rebellion, not always a bad thing, was a piviotal aspect of the book and the character of Giv.  Boston Teran wrote rebellion as "the power to choose freely who one will or will not be".  I like that.  As he points out, America was founded by rebels and there's a little bit of rebel in us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to write about this book and not sound cheesy or blubbery...but I can't help it. I really loved it.  I was really surprised how much I liked it. It's not a book I would have picked up on my own but I am so glad I was sent it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side note: who is &lt;a href="http://www.bostonteran.com/"&gt;Boston Teran&lt;/a&gt;?  Apparently no one knows! The About the Author section states that it's either a pseudonym of a well-known writer, or a group of writers, or who knows!  Apparently &lt;em&gt;Creed of Violence&lt;/em&gt; has been bought by Universal for the second-highest price ever paid for a manuscript and another novel, &lt;em&gt;God is a Bullet&lt;/em&gt; is highly acclaimed and is being adapted to film as well.  Interesting, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone else read this or have it to read?  I'd love to hear another person's opinion.  Or have you read any other Boston Teran novels?  Thoughts on just who Boston Teran is? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to give away a copy but I'm going to make my husband read it.  That and I want to keep mine.  So go buy it, borrow it...just read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-6405793094690357716?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/6405793094690357716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/giv-boston-teran.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/6405793094690357716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/6405793094690357716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/giv-boston-teran.html' title='Giv - Boston Teran'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sv25NbB4q2I/AAAAAAAALSQ/g_IH9T6P6Ug/s72-c/giv-199x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345341059185062738.post-3078068251225104463</id><published>2009-11-13T09:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T11:18:23.035-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CharlieDog'/><title type='text'>Charlie and Me</title><content type='html'>Charlie and me a long while back on Long Island.  I'm testing trying to make my picture size larger thanks to &lt;a href="http://plays-with-needles.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-i-post-bigger-pictures-in-blogger.html"&gt;Plays With Needles&lt;/a&gt;' post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this size looks better:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sv1xjDKu0MI/AAAAAAAALRg/0AW70kZntZs/s1600-h/IMG_1920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sv1xjDKu0MI/AAAAAAAALRg/0AW70kZntZs/s800/IMG_1920.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403599974874140866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My normal "large" upload:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sv1yfDdEiHI/AAAAAAAALRw/DFJAm6WVZkw/s1600-h/IMG_1920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sv1yfDdEiHI/AAAAAAAALRw/DFJAm6WVZkw/s400/IMG_1920.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403601005743212658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3707953196_e22eecb895.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345341059185062738-3078068251225104463?l=lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/feeds/3078068251225104463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/charlie-and-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/3078068251225104463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6345341059185062738/posts/default/3078068251225104463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandtimesofanewnewyorker.blogspot.com/2009/11/charlie-and-me.html' title='Charlie and Me'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978371169108528359</uri><email>nycbookgirl@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06542135427800615122'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WE6Zjj0fTks/Sv1xjDKu0MI/AAAAAAAALRg/0AW70kZntZs/s72-c/IMG_1920.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>