Monday, June 27, 2011

Soggy Doggy

Lizzie is one clean Corgi. She doesn't have "doggy breath" or any other doggy odor and one year since her last bath she wasn't even dingy looking. You'd think that would have earned her a reprieve from getting a bath today. NOT! It seemed like a great way to rush the shedding along and a little refreshing couldn't hurt...right?  

She got to eat breakfast and go for a walk before it was time to get down to the "dirty details" - 'Peticure', brushing, and THE BATH. It was only a few minutes in the tub followed by a brisk toweling and a quick misting of leave-in conditioner. She even got to race around and rub on the carpet before having to descend the treacherous stairs back to her preferred level of the house - closer to access "outside!" (<----a favorite keyword of hers!)

She's presently alternating between sleeping and fussing. I messed her up something terrible, you know. I'll give her a quick straightening with the slicker brush in a little while. When she's fully dry I'll brush another Corgi's worth of fur off of her. That will assure it ends up in the trash can instead of everywhere else! Being a "neat freak" with a shedding Corgi in the house ain't easy but she's worth all the brushing, flicking, shaking, and vacuuming I can imagine!


"Water Torture"

Scary Stairs

The "Nightmare" is Over


Sunday, June 26, 2011

A Rose By Another Name

Hibiscus syriacus aka Rose of Sharon

Digital photograph by Virginia Hill taken with BlackBerry Style 9670 on 26 Jun 2011. Some Rights Reserved (please see Creative Commons License in the sidebar.)

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Book Review: The Fiery Cross by Diana Gabaldon

Title: The Fiery Cross
Series: Outlander #5
Author: Diana Gabaldon
Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
Published: 10/01/2002
Publisher: Delta
Genre(s): Historical Fiction, Fantasy, Romance

DESCRIPTION

New York Times bestselling author Diana Gabaldon mesmerized readers with her award-winning Outlander novels, four dazzling tales featuring eighteenth-century Scotsman James Fraser and his twentieth-century time-traveling wife, Claire Randall. Now, in this eagerly awaited fifth volume, Diana Gabaldon continues their extraordinary saga, a masterpiece of pure storytelling that is her most astonishing Outlander novel yet....

The year is 1771, and war is coming. Jamie Fraser’s wife tells him so. Little as he wishes to, he must believe it, for hers is a gift of dreadful prophecy—a time-traveler’ s certain knowledge. Claire’s unique view of the future has brought him both danger and deliverance in the past; her knowledge of the oncoming revolution is a flickering torch that may light his way through the perilous years ahead—or ignite a conflagration that will leave their lives in ashes.

MY THOUGHTS

Let me just start by saying I loved the first four books in the Outlander Series—like everyone else! I read them in the '90s and again last year. I tried reading The Fiery Cross several times when it was released but just couldn't get past the first few chapters. Was it all the breastfeeding and "clout" talk? I am fairly certain that was it.

It took me over 6 months to read, but I did it! At some point I found myself looking forward to picking it up again. I'm sure that my interest was in direct correlation to Jamie and Claire being featured more prominently later in the story. I had reached the point where I had to find out what happened next.

I have A Breath of Snow and Ashes and An Echo in the Bone waiting for me. I look forward to reading them after a short breather—The Fiery Cross was a heavy read at 1456 pages!

Friday, June 17, 2011

A Bend in the Road

A bend in the road is not the end of the road... unless you fail to make the turn.  ~ Author Unknown

Digital photograph by Virginia Hill taken with BlackBerry Style 9670 on 17 Jun 2011. Some Rights Reserved (please see Creative Commons License in the sidebar.)

Book Review: A Visit from the Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan

Title: A Visit from the Goon Squad
Series: Standalone
Author: Jennifer Egan
Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
Published: 06/08/2010
Publisher: Knopf
Genre(s): Literary Fiction

DESCRIPTION

Jennifer Egan’s spellbinding interlocking narratives circle the lives of Bennie Salazar, an aging former punk rocker and record executive, and Sasha, the passionate, troubled young woman he employs. Although Bennie and Sasha never discover each other’s pasts, the reader does, in intimate detail, along with the secret lives of a host of other characters whose paths intersect with theirs, over many years, in locales as varied as New York, San Francisco, Naples, and Africa.

We first meet Sasha in her mid-thirties, on her therapist’s couch in New York City, confronting her long-standing compulsion to steal. Later, we learn the genesis of her turmoil when we see her as the child of a violent marriage, then as a runaway living in Naples, then as a college student trying to avert the suicidal impulses of her best friend. We plunge into the hidden yearnings and disappointments of her uncle, an art historian stuck in a dead marriage, who travels to Naples to extract Sasha from the city’s demimonde and experiences an epiphany of his own while staring at a sculpture of Orpheus and Eurydice in the Museo Nazionale. We meet Bennie Salazar at the melancholy nadir of his adult life—divorced, struggling to connect with his nine-year-old son, listening to a washed-up band in the basement of a suburban house—and then revisit him in 1979, at the height of his youth, shy and tender, reveling in San Francisco’s punk scene as he discovers his ardor for rock and roll and his gift for spotting talent. We learn what became of his high school gang—who thrived and who faltered—and we encounter Lou Kline, Bennie’s catastrophically careless mentor, along with the lovers and children left behind in the wake of Lou’s far-flung sexual conquests and meteoric rise and fall.

A Visit from the Goon Squad is a book about the interplay of time and music, about survival, about the stirrings and transformations, set inexorably in motion by even the most passing conjunction of our fates. In a breathtaking array of styles and tones ranging from tragedy to satire to PowerPoint, Egan captures the undertow of self-destruction that we all must either master or succumb to; the basic human hunger for redemption; and the universal tendency to reach for both—and escape the merciless progress of time—in the transporting realms of art and music. Sly, startling, exhilarating work from one of our boldest writers.

 MY THOUGHTS

I still haven't read any reviews of A Visit from the Goon Squad. The decision to order it through Interlibrary Loan came after its being chosen for the first Goodreads Book Club Selection. Winning the Pulitzer for Fiction offered me further incentive to give it a try. It's usually after reading the synopsis that I research a previously unread author further.

I had to push myself to finish this book. The things that were probably considered inventive and unique by the critics and Pulitzer Jury (shifting time periods and characters in each chapter) left me looking for depth and explanations. The entire book felt disjointed. I wanted, after reading each chapter, to have the puzzle pieces fit together cleanly. I wanted to feel something for the characters. When done I wanted to feel relieved that I finished the book. I'm not relieved but in some small way, I'm glad it didn't end up on my "did-not-finish" shelf.

I don't know about anyone else, but I really could have used introductions (mini-biographies) to the characters. Something that would have helped me identify with them enough to know whose chapter I was reading. I had to start chapters over several times to get into the right frame of mind and to understand what decade I was in.

I found little joy or promise. The glimpse into the future was disturbing. I'd hoped that I would be intrigued by the musical inspirations, but I can't say that's the case...until the end that is. Bennie came through for Scotty. Scotty wowed the crowd. Bennie and Alex remembered Sasha fondly in spite of her "sticky fingers.” These things prevented the book from ending on a sour note. Thank goodness.