Reading for the Weekend (November 15)

November 15, 2013 § 8 Comments

November 15, 2013

I finished Twelve Years a Slave  just in time to see the movie. What a harrowing Saturday that was.

This weekend I plan to finish Who Asked You? and Wait For You, which is currently a Best Romance nominee in the Goodreads Choice Awards!

Wait For You

Next I plan to start reading Catching Fire in time for the movie premiere next weekend.

Catching Fire

What are you reading this weekend?

We Saw “Twelve Years A Slave” and, Yeah, It Was Rough

November 11, 2013 § 4 Comments

“I tell myself I’m descended from the ones who didn’t die on the way over.”—One of my movie companions.

November 11, 2013

A group of us went to see “Twelve Years a Slave” Saturday evening. I brought a packet of Kleenex. I had been forewarned. The reviews. Other people’s comments. Plus, I finished the book on Saturday afternoon, so I knew what I was in for.

Sunday morning sun through trees. O blessed, beautiful morning.

Sunday morning sun through trees. O blessed, beautiful morning.

Seems like there is one in every theater. The guy who comments loudly like he’s sitting in his own living room. After a certain point in the movie, though, even that guy shut up.

Many times, I could hear the audience breathing. Slowly and deeply to soothe themselves. Sighing to expel anxiety. Gasping in horror. It grew really warm in that theater.

After the movie was over, my friend Martha fled with a tear-streaked face before I could offer her a tissue.

Many were so emotionally drained they just wanted to go home to bed.

The gang after seeing the movie "Twelve Years A Slave."

The gang after seeing the movie “Twelve Years A Slave.”

I was one of the four who made it across the theater parking lot to a nearby restaurant for drinks and eats. I am so glad we did (even though the Margarita I ordered tasted like crap) because we toasted our ancestors and got to really talk.

About how movies like this should be required viewing in the schools so that maybe people will think again before dressing up like Klan members and a lynching victim for Halloween.

About how strong and resilient our slave forebears were, and how proud we are to be their descendants.

About what happened to Patsey.

This quote from the book beautifully describes her:

“Such lightning-like motion was in her fingers as no other fingers ever possessed, and therefore it was, that in cotton picking time, Patsey was queen of the field.

She had a genial and pleasant temper, and was faithful and obedient. Naturally, she was a joyous creature, a laughing, light-hearted girl, rejoicing in the mere sense of existence.”


Because of her spirit and grace, and because of how she was doubly punished for that, I remind myself to stand tall with back straight and chin lifted.

For Patsey.

Who else braved this movie over the weekend?

Reading for the Weekend (November 8)

November 8, 2013 § Leave a comment

November 8, 2013

It’s all about Twelve Years a Slave since I am only a quarter of the way through this harrowing book. Here’s a quote that just haunts me:

“The happy birds–I envied them. I wished for wings like them, that I might cleave the air to where my birdlings waited vainly for their father’s coming, in the cooler region of the North.”

I really am trying to finish the book before the movie outing this Saturday. Wish me luck!

Twelve Years a Slave by Solomon Northup

Twelve Years a Slave by Solomon Northup

After that, on Sunday, I’ll switch to a little lighter fare with Wait For You.


What are you reading this weekend?

Reading for the Weekend (October 25)

October 25, 2013 § Leave a comment

October 25, 2013

I was not in the best state of mind when I finished Covet  a couple of weekends ago. I can still say, however, that this book is beautifully written and has compelling characters and I came away from it with two profound lessons: tell your life partner the truth about whatever messed up crap you’re going through; and make the time to get it on.

Covet by Tracey Garvis Graves

Covet by Tracey Garvis Graves

Check out Julie’s lovely review over at Yummy Men and Kick Ass Chicks.

I’m still enjoying the heck out of Who Asked You?  Here are a couple of  prime examples of McMillan’s talent to give a lot of information about someone in a short space and also make them totally relatable:

“I open the white cabinet, the one with the loose brackets, and pull a straw out of the mayonnaise jar I keep them in.”

That took me back to my childhood, living in the tippy, tiny apartment on the corner.

“I did get a kick out of Pirates of the Caribbean after I downed one of my little bottles of tequila I keep in my purse just for times like this when I wish I was somewhere else but can’t just up and leave.”

I must get me a little purse bottle of tequila.

Who Asked You? by Terry McMillan

Who Asked You? by Terry McMillan

I just started Twelve Years a Slave  because the movie is coming to Albuquerque on November 8th and a whole group of us are supposed to read the book and then go see the movie. After I read this review in the New York Daily News and this review in Rolling Stone, however, I wondered why the hell I am doing this to myself.

Oh, yeah. Because I kind of have to.

Twelve Years a Slave by Solomon Northup

Twelve Years a Slave by Solomon Northup

What are you reading this weekend?

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