It has been a bit since I've done the Library Monday thing, and I figured I might flex my book sharing muscles today with a simple post sharing what folks are reading around my house at the moment. Well, M. and me, anyway. The smallest fry is still all about the pigeon.
M. has finally decided that she had the necessary literary courage to dive in on the Harry Potter series. I gave her the entire set of books as a gift over the holidays, and she is about three deep at the moment. As expected, she loves it so far. I think it actually helps that so many of her friends have already read them and have spoiled some of the bigger and potentially more stress inducing plot points. She knows that many a favored character isn't going to make it out of book seven alive, and seems okay with this. Big progress in the literary plot acceptance department for my girl.
I've had my nose in a book much of the time lately, I suppose in part because I have had more kid free time in the last few weeks than I have had in the previous nine years combined. I'm in the process of getting my teaching credential transferred to Massachusetts, which in spite of my having a Master's in education, appears to require taking a bunch of tests that prove I know lots of important things. Like what a rational number is and what started World War II. So, there is some reading of that variety going on. But we will skip that business and get to the good stuff.
I picked up La Tartine Gourmande last week after browsing through it over and over again at my friend Sarah's house a few days before. It is truly lovely, and I'm obviously a fan of the fact that the recipes are all gluten-free (or easily adapted to be). I've already cooked out of it a handful of times, and everything has been stellar thus far. Love.
Being a longtime fan of all things Haruki Murakami, I'm surprised that it took me so long to read What I Talk About When I Talk About Running. Maybe because I wasn't doing all that much running for awhile there? Either way, I am definitely back to running now, and doing five or so miles most days of the week. This book makes a nice complement to my running routine, and I love the way that Murakami writes. Plus, he lives in Cambridge so it is fun to read his words about running some of the same places that I do.
I recently finished reading Wild by Cheryl Strayed and would absolutely recommend it to all my friends and neighbors. A memoir about the author's solo hike of the Pacific Crest Trail, Wild is really the story of one person finding a way to save herself through self-reliance, courage, and the healing power of nature and solitude. It is pretty inspirational, and definitely has me itching to spend a bit of time on the A.T. this coming summer. I suppose I can do some of those sorts of things if I find myself without hiking companions under the age of ten, right?
I could certainly use some new book recommendations for the new year, so if you are reading something worthwhile, please leave a comment here and let us know what it is!