Nah, go on

Reading memories…hmm… Reading the Narnia books to my siblings and having them scream at me to read more every time a chapter ended. When that didn’t work they performed elabourate dances of anger. It was interesting.

Rainy afternoons of reading in the living room by the wall of windows…there have been too many of those to remember!

Once I was sitting on the curb waiting to be picked up from the school, reading Milkweed by Jerry Spinelli, and a random person from math class who I had never talked to approached:

Him: What are you reading? Harry Potter?

Me: No.

Him: Well I guess we’re different then. *walks off*

That was weird.

I believe it would be “glass panes.”

My Father’s Dragon is a good one. (And so are its sequels.)

I will read HP someday, so as to either be a cautious fan or to criticise them properly. (Because it’s fine to not read books that one thinks isn’t good, but ranting about them without even reading about them is just…just… *sputters* Sorry, ignore my pedantry.)

*remembers that this topic is about memories not future plans*

I still haven’t “gotten” The Door Within. Heh.

@Owan: Yup, it’s a wall made of glass (a set of windows not one piece of glass) in the living room, and I’m surprised nothing has been broken already — someone’s always throwing a ball against those windows or falling against them wrestling but so far the only damage is an epochal quantity of fingerprints.

*remembers that this topic is about books not windows*

Er. Let’s see. I remember reading Left Behind (which I liked at the time) by torch-light when the power went out as it does every November. And reading one Narnia book a day on one holiday…HHB from Hope to Hell’s Gate…that was fun…

EDIT: no pun intended, above.

*will be off-topic for a minute*

Exactly, one needs to read a book before criticizing it so discard any of my previous comments from years gone past about Harry Potter. The only thing I can say is that my Mom read the first chapter of the first book and didn’t say it was bad, just stupid and poorly written. My sister Eugenides read one of them and liked it, though. I think she also said it was creepy. All I can say about Left Behind is that my Sunday school teacher (when I was 10-11yos and still had a SST) read the first one to our “class” and I really didn’t like it. ‘Twasn’t biblically correct and …I just didn’t like it.

Windows: Ha! That’s how my brothers broke one of the panes (thanks!), except it was violent wrestling and they put a rocking chair leg though it. My sister put her hand through the other one. Your living room sounds nice. *wants the windows that the previous house had* I have noticed you’ve been using the word epochal very frequently, too.

On-topic:

Around here for your Reading Party (graduation from Learn To To Read Class) you have to read one chapter of the Bible to your grandparents and then eat cake and whatnot. I chose to read about David and Goliath. I remember having the biggest trouble with the word “philistines” well I was practicing to read it aloud. I don’t remember if I made it over that word or not during my performance…

Haha, two of my friends got that book as graduation presents from their teachers…must be a tradition we are not aware of.

@Owan: Epochal, yes indeed. Epochal is the new awesome. (Though I know I’m going to humiliate myself by pronouncing it “eh-POCK-el” one of these days.)

I liked the idea of the Left Behind books, always been fond of post-apocalyptic stories, but the writing is poor and by the end the authors are obviously scouring their brains for anything to fill up more books with.

Pip said:

* 8O @ Alyosha* Whatcha been readin’, girl???

Hmm? Wot? *looks innocent*

No really. Allow me to repeat that most profound of statements. What?