3 Quote Book Tag

Woohoo! An excuse to post! Can I first talk about how excited I am about my move?! It’s coming up — a week and a half. I have a wonderful one bedroom apartment in Brooklyn in a prewar building, and it’s beautiful. I’m looking forward to the 80 minute commute (that’s a day, not one way) where I’ll get to read and/or listen to podcasts! Speaking of, The Black Tapes Podcast has come to an end for Season 1, and TANIS has taken it’s place. I’ll post a review of both soon. And I’m pretty far into Academy Girls…which is a strange book.

Anyways, the FABULOUS Story and Somnomancy (no seriously, if you aren’t following her, you’re missing out!) tagged me in this three day post flurry, which will (hopefully) get me back into posting more regularly. Thank you my dear! I posted my top ten favorite quotes a few weeks ago, but I always have more to share. 

The Rules

  1. Thank the person who nominated you.
  2. Post a quote for 3 consecutive days (1 quote for each day).
  3. Nominate three new bloggers each day.

The Quote

I have always been a reader; I have read at every stage of my life, and there has never been a time when reading was not my greatest joy. And yet I cannot pretend that the reading I have done in my adult years matches in its impact on my soul the reading I did as a child. I still believe in stories. I still forget myself when I am in the middle of a good book. Yet it is not the same. Books are, for me, it must be said, the most important thing; what I cannot forget is that there was a time when they were at once more banal and more essential than that. When I was a child, books were everything. And so there is in me, always, a nostalgic yearning for the lost pleasure of books. It is not a yearning that one ever expects to be fulfilled. – Diane Setterfield, The Thirteenth Tale

The Tags

@akindofsinglelady 

@susannevalenti

@jenacidebybibliophile

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Book Review: Furiously Happy

Furiously Happy (A Funny Book About Horrible Things)
by Jenny Lawson 
Published September 2015

Rated: moose-mdmoose-mdmoose-mdmoose-mdmoose-md out of 5 Moose

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Preparing to move to NYC has had me in such a whirlwind. I haven’t read in weeks; all my free time has been used for apartment hunting. I’m actually currently in the city looking for an apartment!

And I have to say, I read the perfect book for my move. I started Jenny Lawson’s Furiously Happy while on the plane, and it so does not disappoint. I don’t see it as a sequel necessarily, although reading the first book led to understanding who Victor is (her husband) and how awesomely insane her father is. I follow her blog, but not insanely close. For the record, I don’t follow any body’s blog too closely, which is why I’ve floated away from mine briefly. And, I’ll admit, I didn’t know who she was until after I started her first book, Let’s Pretend This Never Happened.

Jenny Lawson’s book is pretty real. It’s a collection of short essays (similar to David Sedaris, Mindy Kaling, Jen Lancaster….etc.) with an overall focus. This book focuses on her accepting and navigating her mental illnesses.

I saw some people just cringe. Mental illness has such a stigma, which is why her book is SO GREAT. If you don’t know me well, please know that I am dramatic, a panicker,  and frequently working very hard to keep my stress levels low in order to not have to deal with a flare up. I constantly think I should get on anti-anxiety medication and maybe on occasion anti-depressants, but instead, I stick with my autoimmune meds and sleep meds.

With my upcoming move, I’ve definitely had the waves of wondering if I can do this, if I am really great at my job, if I am cut out for this at all, can I deal with NYC, can I deal with being more than 45 minutes away from my family, etc. Reading this book made me feel better. Sometimes you have to get outside of your comfort zone and live a little, sometimes doing things that scare the hell out of yourself.

The book is pretty hilarious too. Charlie (my dog) better be happy that I never decided to get him anything to ride on him, or that my insomnia usually leads to watching mindless tv and/or cleaning. And you’ll find yourself nodding along with her, understanding exactly what she’s trying to explain how she feels at certain times. For me, her comparisons of how her body is turning against her (and zombie-fying) really hit home as my body creeps up towards needing another round of Rituxan. Fellow Spoonie here, yes.

“I almost never use B.C. and A.D. to describe time periods. I use BKCWC. Before Kirk Cameron Went Crazy. That’s how I judge time.” — Jenny Lawson

My only complaints, which aren’t really complaints, but if I had to have negative things to say about it, it’s this: I hate book notes in e-books (nothing against this book, more against my tablet), and the corrections of literals. I’m fine with a few of them, but by the end of the book, I started to overly notice them.

So the TL;DR: if you find yourself weird, and don’t think you’re perfect 24/7, and you’ve thought to yourself, “does anyone else feel this way?” Pick up this book and give it a read…..and then get her first book too.

A Mini Update

I feel like I haven’t read anything in months! This isn’t true at all of course, but I definitely haven’t been reading like I was. I recently accepted a promotion in my company, and the promotion comes with a great big move to New York City. Nerves, excitement….you name it, I’m feeling it.

This move is happening quickly— early November. With that, my book reading has slid back a little bit. With the rainy weekend on the way, maybe I can catch up a little this weekend. I’m working on a few crochet projects too for people before I leave. Three hats and a blanket are on my list. These might be the posts coming this week.

I hope you are all enjoying Banned Book Week! I wore my banned book scarf that I got from my best friend. It’s amazing! I am thinking of wearing it for a second time this week. That’s not that weird, is it?

So seriously, I promise that I’ll be a little more active over the next few weeks, between apartment hunting and moving.