Two weekly memes in one hit because of my Fun Things for May Day post yesterday. Also my jetlag.
Last week was pretty hectic with college and a few social commitments and a massive amount of scanning to be done in the evenings because I have a mountain of study and work to do and I am in Australia for the next 2 weeks and did NOT want to bring 30 kg of paper with me. So I sat at the dining table Wednesday and Thursday evenings and scanned and scanned and scanned. Fun. (it was actually!)
But then there was a big fancy wedding which I wasn’t able to watch because I was in college, but it was all lovely and I think did no small part for public morale. And then I got on a plane and flew out to Sydney. Via Bangkok, where I found some weird and wonderful things (post coming tomorrow).
On the way I read half of and then abandoned David Baldacci’s Deliver Us From Evil because it was simply too violent, read and relished Alan Bradley’s third Flavia de Luce mystery A Red Herring Without Mustard and got stuck into Jo Bannister’s Flawed. Bannister is a new author for me and I am very pleased with Flawed so far.
Last week’s Musing Monday, which I was too busy to do:
Do the members of your family read? Do you think it was passed down to you?
Absolutely. My father not only reads seriously and buys even more prolifically, he provides some thoughts on the books he’s read in the year in his Christmas epistle. I’m trying to talk him into using LibraryThing/Goodreads to track his reading. My mother reads crime, mysteries and thrillers when she’s not busy with work – unfortunately she’s always busy with work. But we are planning to do some binge reading together here in Sydney next week. All my grandparents were keen readers and greatly in favour of children reading.
So I was brought up surrounded by books (they are a very effective and cheap babysitter once a child learns to read!) and a large number of the family stories about my childhood involve me reading when I shouldn’t have been. Particularly Blinky Bill. I loved that book.
My little sister (not so little any more, she was 14 on May Day) has kept it going – she reads even more prolifically than I do. Her favourites are the Harry Potter series, The Secret Countess by Eva Ibbotson, anything by Jacqueline Moriarty, The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants by Ann Brashares, Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac by Gabrielle Zevin, the Alex Rider series by Anthony Horowitz and the Mortal Instruments series by Cassandra Clare.
And then I married a reader! The Physicist (as he now wants to be known, having decided that “Mr RFBT” sounds like I’m talking about an anthropomorphism of my blog) races through The Dresden Files and the Wheel of Time series and still can’t believe I haven’t read Lord of the Rings!
So, in short, yes, reading was absolutely passed down to me.
I will update this post when this week’s Musing Monday goes online. I’m a bit stuck with the time difference at the moment!