My Life in Books

Last year I participated in a meme to describe my life in terms of the books I read during the year. Now Pop Culture Nerd has created a 2010 version of the meme with new sentences and I seen it on several blogs – DJ’s Krimiblog, Bernadette at Reactions to Reading and Margot at Confessions of a Mystery Novelist. So I thought I’d have a go too.  Here are my answers using only the titles of the books I’ve read so far this year.

In high school I was: Invisible (Paul Auster)

People might be surprised I’m: Black and Blue (Ian Rankin)

I will never be:  The Warrior’s Princess (Barbara Erskine)

My fantasy job is: The Gourmet (Muriel Barbery)

At the end of a long day I need: The Very Thought of You  (Rosie Alison)

I hate it when: Losing You (Nicci French)

Wish I had: King Arthur’s Bones (The Medieval Murderers)

My family reunions are: A Question of Blood (Ian Rankin)

At a party you’d find me with:Fallen Gods (Quintin Jardine)

I’ve never been to: Wolf Hall (Hilary Mantel)

A happy day includes: The Right Attitutude to Rain (Alexander Mccall Smith)

Motto I live by: Faithful Unto Death (Caroline Graham)

On my bucket list: 100 Days on Holy Island (Peter Mortimer)

In my next life, I want to be: The Man who Planted Trees (Jean Giono)

Book Beginnings on Friday

Book Beginnings on Friday is a meme hosted by Becky at Page Turners. Anyone can participate; just share the opening sentence of your current read, making sure that you include the title and author so others know what you’re reading. If you like, share with everyone why you do, or do not, like the sentence.

I’m just about to start reading 4.50 From Paddington by Agatha Christie. The first sentence is:

Mrs McGillicuddy panted along the platform in the wake of the porter carrying her suitcase.

I like this sentence because it paints a picture and I know immediately that Mrs McGillicuddy is not a young or a fit woman, as she’s out of breath, or she’s running late for the train. The next few sentences pad out the picture of a woman who is short and stout, carrying a large quantity of parcels as a result of Christmas shopping. So I also know that it is most likely to be December and as she has been shopping she is most likely to be going home and she’s probably tired out.

As this is an Agatha Christie book I know there’ll be a murder and I also know from the blurb that she is about to witness the murder on a passing train through the train window. Now I just need to get reading.

Wondrous Words on Wednesday

There are two memes I sometimes take part in on Wednesdays, diametrically opposite to each other, which amuses me. One is this one, Wondrous Words Wednesday run by Kathy of Bermuda Onion’s Weblog and the other is Wordless Wednesday which I did earlier today – featuring a sparrow feeding its baby in our garden and a baby rabbit eating cherry blossom, also in our garden.

I have just two words this week that I didn’t immediately know their meanings. One is from The Holly-Tree Inn, written in 1855 by Charles Dickens:

The narrator is travelling by stagecoach in the dead of winter. This is what he finds when he arrives at the Peacock Inn in London where he was joining the coach:

When I got up to the Peacock – where I found everybody drinking hot purl, in self-preservation – I asked, if there were an inside seat to spare.

Purl here is not a knitting stitch but  is warm beer infused with gin and spices or herbs, usually ginger and sugar, also called ‘dog’s nose’.

My second word is from The Mystery of the Blue Train by Agatha Christie. In this scene Mr Van Aldin is describing to his daughter a little adventure he had in Paris:

Nothing to tell, Ruthie. Some apache fellows got a bit fresh and I shot at them and they got off. That’s all. (page 24)

Apache in this instance is not a native American Indian, although the image of a Red Indian waving a tomahawk in Paris did come immediately into my mind,  but it is a lawless ruffian or hooligan in Paris or elsewhere.

Reading Habits

I’ve seen this meme on a few blogs, the latest being Geranium Cat’s Bookshelf. Do have a go at this  if you haven’t already done so.

Do you snack while you read?
Not usually, although I many eat a biscuit, but I have to read if I’m eating a meal alone.
What is your favorite drink while reading?
I don’t have a favourite drink and will drink tea, coffee, water, wine, whatever when I’m reading.
Do you tend to mark your books while you read, or does the idea of writing in books horrify you?
It was instilled into me from being a small child never, ever to write in books, but when I was doing OU courses I wrote in pencil in the margins in my Shakespeare plays, underlined in biro and highlighted passages too in the course books.
How do you keep your place while reading a book? Bookmark? Dog-ears? Laying the book open flat?
I use bookmarks of varying kinds, proper bookmarks, or tickets, receipts, the latest ones I’ve used are vouchers for coffee from the local garden centre – very useful. Folding over the corner of a page is absolutely awful. I may sometimes lay the book down face open  – never pressed flat – for a short time if I get interrupted and have no bookmark to hand.
Fiction, nonfiction, or both?
Both but I read more fiction than non fiction.
Are you a person who tends to read to the end of a chapter, or can you stop anywhere?
I like to read to the end of a chapter. If the chapters are long I like to stop at the end of a paragraph, but I can stop anywhere.
Are you the type of person to throw a book across the room or on the floor if the author irritates you?
No way! I’ve never thrown a book.
If you come across an unfamiliar word, do you stop and look it up right away?
I rarely stop to look up a word. I might make a note as I read (in a notebook, not the actual book) and look it up later. I’ve been doing that more recently because of the Wondrous Words meme on Bemudaonion’s Weblog.
What are you currently reading?
The Holly-Tree Inn by Charles Dickens and Ben Goldacre’s Bad Science.
What is the last book you bought?
I bought three secondhand books yesterday – The Mystery of Edwin Drood by Charles Dickens, Dumb Witness by Agatha Christie and Elizabeth Gaskell by Jenny Uglow .
Do you have a favorite time/place to read?
I like to read any time, any place – but I can’t read travelling in a car or bus, it makes me feel sick. I like reading in bed or a comfy chair best.
Do you prefer series books or stand-alones?
Both.
Is there a specific book or author you find yourself recommending over and over?
I can’t think of one specific one, there are so many I like. In any case I hesitate about recommending books because it all depends on what you like to read. I read a variety of genres, but I usually go on a bit about the latest one I’ve enjoyed – recently that was Wolf Hall by Hilary Mantel.
How do you organize your books (by genre, title, author’s last name, etc.)?
At the moment I have fiction shelved by author’s last name in two sections, those I’ve read and the to-be-reads, although as I read them they do tend to get mixed up. We moved house 6 months ago and the non fiction has got muddled up, but it’s roughly arranged in subjects, slotted in wherever the books will fit on the shelves.

Would I Tell a Lie?

Well, only because Kay at My Random Acts of Reading blog has given me an award that’s known as the Bald Faced Liar…whoops….”Creative Writer” award. Now I have to list up to seven things about myself, six of them lies and one absolutely true.

So, here are seven things about me. Six of them are not quite true, although they might contain some truth, and only one is absolutely true. Can you guess which one is true? I’ll reveal the answer in a few days.

  1. I can play the piano – I passed Grade 5 with merit.
  2. I can speak Welsh – my Taid (grandfather) taught me.
  3. I have won prizes for my flower arrangements, my mother-in-law taught me.
  4. I’ve been to the top of the Eiffel Tower, when I was staying with my French penfriend.
  5. I had dancing lessons from an early age and have danced the French Can-Can on stage.
  6. I used to love diving and learnt to scuba dive on holiday in Cyprus.
  7. My Great Great Uncle was Frederic, Lord Leighton, a Victorian painter and sculptor.

I’ve seen this meme on many blogs, but if you haven’t done it and fancy having a go please consider yourself nominated.

Soon I’ll be posting another meme about me  – the Kreative Writer Award – listing unknown, but all true facts about me.

Wondrous Words

Each Wednesday Kathy (Bermuda Onion) runs the Wondrous Words Wednesday meme to share new (to us) words that we’ve encountered in our reading.

I’ve been reading and learning new (to me) words for a while but haven’t yet joined in. Here are my first “Wondrous Words”, taken from Ian Rankin’s Black and Blue, an Inspector Rebus book. I always come across words I’m not sure I understand but usually I’m so engrossed in reading that I don’t stop to look up their definitions. I’m reading this book for the second time, having raced through it recently and this time I’ve jotted down a few words to look up. Some of them I could guess the meaning from the context, others I couldn’t. As you can see they’re all Scots words.

  • Radge – ‘On dope, he was a small problem, an irritation; off dope, he was pure radge.’

‘Radge’ means a rage,  an unpleasant person.

  • Bridie – ‘He’d laughed again, bought her tea and a bridie at a late-opening cafe.’

‘Bridie’ is a minced meat and onion pie.

  •  Smirr – ‘Only it wasn’t real rain, it was smirr, a fine spray-mist which drenched you before you knew it.’

‘Smirr’, is defined in the text.

  •  Dreich – ‘It was all Rebus needed first thing on a dreich Monday morning.’

‘Dreich’ is tedious, dreary, long drawn out.

  • Stoor – ‘We had this lot stashed in a storeroom’, Ancram said. ‘You should have seen the stoor that came off when we brought them out.’

‘Stoor’ – is fine dust.

  • Broo – ‘The cabbies are all on the broo, claiming benefit.’

‘Broo’ – is unemployment benefit.

  • Stooshie – ‘Does that mean the stooshie’ll die down?’

‘Stooshie’ – is fuss, disturbance, ado.