Slow Love…

  The current BlogHer Book Club selection is a memoir by Dominique Browning entitled Slow Love. As the economy crumbled more and more, Dominique writes of her journey from the editor in chief of now dead House & Garden magazine to finding a way to embrace and enjoy the moments of her life…

  I love relatable memoirs. I love a beautifully penned glimpse into another person’s hurts and triumphs. As great as a good novel can be, knowing that there is something real resting between the lines of a memoir is comforting. Even though I have never been part of a greedy, backstabbing corporate world, as Dominique has, I felt as though it didn’t matter. So much of the way she reminisced about lovers, and the youth of her boys reached me. In the ways that she struggled with, at first simply getting out of bed and later getting through a day, I saw myself there in her words. In the way that most of us women struggle with change, she is a voice that some of us long to listen to.

  Dominique has a lovely way with words, weaving them authentically and still somehow poetic. Slow Love goes beyond what other memoirs, such as Eat Pray Love, try to do because she arrives to her realizations and life’s wisdom without lavish trips or unattainable measure.

  Slow Love reads like a cup of tea with an old friend, and yet it packs a convicting soul punch as well. 

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This could be your lucky day…

Ok, you guys… Amidst all of this sadness I’ve got something REALLY FREAKING GREAT to tell you! 
Are you ready? 
I conversed with the author Laura Harrington on twitter! Anyone who reads this blog, is on my FB or has seen me at all this week knows that i DEEPLY loved her book… 
My husband will be the first to assure anyone who asks that: 
– I am overly critical. 
– my “favorite” lists are seldom penetrated. This goes for film lists, music lists AND book lists. 
– I still have not shut up about this book. 
– This book is now on my favorite list, and quite possibly MY FAVORITE book. 
The truth is, I checked this book out, from the library, on a whim. I was sad about Makaila’s cancer diagnosis and needed a distraction. As I mentioned before, after the slew of horrible books I read, over the summer- my hopes were at a reasonable low. I am now going to buy this book (which I read in one sitting, completely immersed in it.) as well as a brand new highlighter because Laura’s writing style is simply stunning. I NEED to make certain lines stand out. It took every ounce of self control I have to not underline the library’s copy to death… 
The thing is, I am so jealous. So jealous because Laura and Penguin offered to give two of my readers their very own copies of Alice Bliss. You guys are so lucky!!! (well, two of you, anyway…) 
So, here’s the deal: 
– 1 entry (and you WANT to enter. you WANT to win this book. I promise) for commenting. In your comment tell me your book recommendation as I need some more good reading! 
– 1 additional entry if you tweet this giveaway. (leave the hyper link in a comment) 
– 1 additional entry if you blog this giveaway. (leave the link in a comment) 
– 3 (yes, THREE) additional entries for every person who enters and says they came from your blog. 
– 5 entries if you go to Twitter and follow Laura, AND Penguin Books AND me!… {remember to come back and comment, letting me know!}
Make sure you leave your email OR your name links to your email… HAPPY READING! 
Entry Deadline is Wednesday August 31st, at 11:59 p.m. 
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A Mere Distraction…

If you are keeping up with things around Chez’ Wagner, here at Rainy Day in May- then you already know about our super sadness… As you can imagine, we’ve been in the market for some distractions. 
One came in the form of ice cream, and one in chocolate. A major one has come in the form of lots of sleep… When not sleeping or delighting in chocolate and frozen heaven though, I read a book and watched a movie. 
And counted the hours til’ the Glee Project, but that’s an altogether different thing… 
The book I picked up, expecting not to be able to get into it due to my heavy heart was Alice Bliss. Not only did I manage to get into it- but I could not put it down until I had turned the last page. LOVELY! 
I am so incredibly sorry that I left my readers to such torturous books this summer when this amazing piece of literature was out there… 
Thinking that I was on a roll, i ran down and rented this movie: 
The Romantics… Have you seen it? 
I’ve been waiting for awhile. Such an amazing cast, and let’s face it- I have loved Josh since his All My Children days… 
It was interesting. Quirky and bizarre. Dark in strange ways. An awkward human study where, at the same time a part of you questions if humans are really like this odd study portrays. It had strange musical moments or amazing ones. Believably deep performances and some of the cinema shots towards the end were phenomenal. 
Over all, although distracting it was not really what I’d hoped. 
Too bad… 
Tomorrow I plan to start Plainsong, to which I saw the HORRIBLE Hallmark movie for- and found myself completely intrigued by the novel. Also, while my husband scrolled through years of digital photos looking to soothe his soul while Makaila slept beside him- I got busy and {finally} joined Good Reads. Addictive. Are you on there? If so- find me! 
So, tell me- chocolate and ice cream aside- what are your “go to” distractions when your heart is aching? 
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Third time is most definitely not a charm…

Maybe I am becoming an old reader. 

Three books this summer, and as far as I’m concerned- three let downs. 
While there were aspects of the first book that I enjoyed, it has been completely down hill ever since. 
This month’s book was Distant Shores by Kristin Hannah. 
*sigh*
When I chose this book, which was (I’d like to point out) a highly recommended book club selection- I was sure that the bad book streak had taken a turn for the better. Then when a few friends raved about how much they loved Kristin Hannah, I was even more certain. 

Que disappointment… 
Bottom line, I don’t love the story. I felt like I was watching a very poorly scripted melodrama be even more poorly acted out. I didn’t feel like the dialogue or actions were genuine with the characters, except for maybe a handful of times. And although I am not at all a prude, I felt like the beginning worked too hard to paint them as respectable people and then- as the story line progressed, forced crass vulgarities into their characters in crude ways which did not fit. 
By the time I had reached the half way point, I felt like I had read the same situation, with forty different details, over and over again. Conversations were always the same. Nothing fit. It was like a thrift store puzzle box containing pieces to twelve different images. And worst of all, there were multiple times when I felt like the author was writing this story as though the reader was just an idiot who could not think for themselves…

There were, (i felt) weird inconsistancies. For instance, because it’s a third person point of view, it was weird to me that the author chose to refer to her father as daddy. Daddy came out to great her. Daddy this, daddy that. It felt very first person. Lots and lots of little things like that annoyed me. So many melodramatic thoughts followed by interactions that, again- I felt, did not line up.

Being half of a reconciled marriage, and knowing the book would head in that direction, I really wanted to identify with it. I wanted to relate but I couldn’t. And while all of these details and instances painted Jack as the selfish husband, Birdie wasn’t any less of a selfish wife. Sure, she’d lost her identity but as her best friend pointed out VERY early on- that had everything to do with her and it wasn’t anyone else’s fault. Yet, she continued to try and convict Jack for that. Her life, her Jack centric life, had been designed by her. She did that. Birdie also chose to see Jack, ignore his feelings, punish him by being complacent. Honestly can not list every way in which this book annoyed me.

Before I get any criticism for not being sympathetic to the wife and mother plight, let me point out that I am a wife and mother. In fact, after only 5 short years of marriage, when we divorced, my world was so wrapped up in my husband that I truly felt stripped of anything real when he left me. I had nothing. No passion, no personality. No nothing. We do that to ourselves. Sure, we can get busy in child raising and meal fixing that we lose sight of things… BUT we choose to ignore, choose to be lazy rather than nurture ourselves… We choose. It doesn’t have to be that way…

So yeah… curious to hear your thoughts…

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Be Ninety…

I wanted to wait to post about this until I was sure that I could handle it. 
See, I’m kinda weak… 
And I know that several of my regular readers aren’t really the type to read about such a challenge- but then I realized it’s my blog and so I’m going to blog about it… 
In June I signed up for the B90 challenge. For those of you aren’t familiar, it is simply a program where you commit to reading the Bible in it’s entirety over the course of 90 days. 
Honestly, I’ve never been a big fan of reading the Bible. There are certain verses and parts of that I’ve loved- but the majority of it bored me to tears. Considering I am a Christian, this would possibly be my least attractive Believer quality. When I signed up, I questioned my ability to make it through. 
When July 11th rolled around and it was time to start the challenge- my life suddenly felt like the world was sort of falling apart. 
Destined for failure… 
But then, I haven’t. 
In fact I’m loving it. I am learning. I am confused. I am succeeding. 
So yeah, that’s my cool thing for the day. 
What’s yours? 
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