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Bookplates!

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So, if you read Daniel’s blog, you probably already know that we moved in together. The decision was made quickly, with all the requisite naiveté of people our age, and I don’t think we could be happier about it. From day one, Daniel and I had been pretty much living together anyway, just without the legitimacy of a name on the lease and a rent check. It seemed only a matter of time before this insane step took place. Although we shacked up relatively quickly (faster than a pair of lesbians, as a lesbian friend of mine noted), we tried to come at the situation with the proper amount of level-headedness. We discussed various ways in which we might instate some kind of insurance policy, just in case one of us turned out to be a closeted ax murderer or rabid Justin Bieber fan (whoops, too late!). We ultimately rejected the more sane route of me subletting my apartment and opted instead for something much more satisfying. BOOKPLATES!

Daniel has an impressive collection of books and I have an even more impressive, bordering on hoarder-level, collection of books. With our sometimes overlapping tastes, many of these books overlap as well. We decided that, short of drafting some sort of non-marriage prenuptial agreement, the only responsible thing to do was to make cute little bookplates.

The bookplates, which I designed in Photoshop are 2.5×3 inches and were printed on lovely, cream-colored label sheets from Paper Source. I got the vintage woodcut images from this Flickr stream. Paper Source provides pretty simple Word/Pages/InDesign templates on their website, so it was a simple matter of cutting, pasting, and printing the labels and then putting them into our massive library of books. I feel so adult!

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OMG!

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Book cover!!!!

I came home today to find a package sitting on my coffee table. Upon closer inspection, I saw that the packaging had the words “Leya ASA” printed all over it. This is when I started screeching and jumping up and down and running into the kitchen to grab a knife to tear open the package. I’m pretty sure Shannon thought I was having a heart attack. I almost did.

About a month ago, I received an urgent e-mail from a woman named Mafalda. She told me that she worked for a publisher in Portugal and that they wanted to use one of my photographs on the cover of the Paul Auster Book, Hand To Mouth. It was difficult for me to contain my excitement over this. This wasn’t some random ass author on some random ass book. I’ve seen Paul Auster books in book stores! I own one of his books! Granted, it would be released only in Portugal, but STILL. AWESOME. Even better, they agreed to pay me for it. And send me two copies of the book. And put my name on the inside of the cover!

The photograph was from the photoshoot I did with Russell at Coney Island over the summer, entitled “The Stranger.” It’s kind of funny that this photograph would end up on the cover of a book, considering its literary inspiration, Albert Camus’s book of the same name. Russell will undoubtedly be very excited that he’s on the cover of a book, especially because it’s the author’s autobiography.

Anyhow, the package with my two books arrived today and I practically passed out from hyperventilation as I unwrapped it. The book looks awesome and it even has fancy-shmancy embossed lettering on the cover. Check out the information about it on the publisher’s website here!

Bad books that are actually really good….. later

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I’m starting to realize that a lot of the things we read in school are only interesting when you look back at them. Like in literature. For a lot of the books we’ve had to read….. well, maybe just a few of them….. I’ve struggled through them thinking, OH MY GOD. This is the most boring book I have ever read ever. Once I’ve completed the book, though, I’m like, this is the COOLEST BOOK EVERRR!

I think it’s probably because a lot of the time, you don’t really realize the author’s message until the end. Or there’s some little segment or a lot of segments that in the end, just make sense. Or maybe, you’re supposed to hate the book and the horrible dullness of it is actually a literary device to make you feel empathetic for the characters. Like in Ethan Frome. We read that book last winter. That book, it’s so boring that my Economics textbook seems like an adventure novel in comparison. When I finished the story, though, I really loved it. I think because the feeling it gives you is just so real. You can really feel LITERALLY the torture and isolation that poor Ethan Frome felt.

I’m not really sure where this is going. This just popped in to my head while reading Crime And Punishment. It is a really good book, but there are sections in the first half where you just want to toss it out a window. Once I completed that first half, though, I didn’t hate it so much. It’s kind of like a bad experience that once looked back on, it doesn’t really seem so bad at all. Or something like that. I think that books like these would probably be better enjoyed when read for a second time. That time, you can really understand where the author is going and what everything means. This post is boring. But I feel bad for my blog because I hardly ever update it any more. So I’m posting it. (Post.)

Comments on Camus

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It is really starting to scare me how much people seem to be against the main character of Albert Camus’ The Stranger. It was assigned as summer reading and now we’re going over it in our literature class. The reason that all of this Stranger-hating is starting to freak me out is because I can relate so well to him. When people in class start to dissect his personality, they’re all basically like, “Yeah, he’s basically a cold, numb, emotionless poop head. He’s cruel and heartless.” I just want to stand up and go like, “Uh-uh. You’re wrong.” I tried to defend the character a little bit in my answers to the guided reading questions we got the other day, but my literature teacher didn’t read them.

Basically, the story is about this guy. And by the way that the book is written, in short, dry sentences, it sounds like this guy, Mersault, pretty much doesn’t care about anything but himself. Or…. at least that’s what the people in my literature class say it sounds like. The book starts with Mr. Mersault going to his mother’s funeral. There are several things that might make some people think that Mersault is an evil self-obsessed pee brain. Like how he doesn’t sound too upset at the fact that his mother has just passed away. Or like when he says that maybe after the funeral, everything would have a more official feel to it. Or like when he wanted to get home straight away after the funeral.

Yeah, I guess that does sound pretty cold and evil. But really, you have to look deeper into the story, people! I think this guy suffers from some pretty massive ADD. Or at least some kind of anxiety disorder. He isn’t devoid of emotion. In fact, I might even say that Mersault is extra sensitive. From the way that Mersault reacts to environmental influences like bright lights and noises, it seems like Mersault has to remain relatively emotionless simply to keep from teetering off the edge…… like he does later in the book.

I honestly feel very bad for Mersault as he endures his mother’s long funeral procession. For somebody with his impatient personality, the whole thing must have been tortuous. Not because of his mother’s death (it isn’t really clarified in the book whether or not he feels anything about that, he might and he might not), but because of the environmental factors: the blinding sunlight, the drone of insects chirping as he walks down the country road, the utter dullness of his surroundings and the monotonous color scheme of the day. All Mersault wants to do is feel safe and secure inside of his normal day-to-day routine.

I just don’t get what this book is supposed to teach us if everybody thinks that Mersault is truly bad to begin with. What’s the point of that insane murder trial at the end of the book? I think that we’re supposed to sympathize with Mersault. I honestly thought that that was the point of the book. To show us how small events can lead to something very tragic and how cruel the world can sometimes be. We should feel bad for him. Everybody else in the book seems to be against him already…. But then again, I found many parts of the book very humorous, while many people told me that they found it horribly depressing…. Well, anyway, I’m really sorry if you just read this entire post and the whole thing just flew over your head. I didn’t feel like giving much background about the book….. Go read it, though. It’s pretty good and it’s VERY short.

The most hideous book covers in the history of book covers

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But still…. SCREAM! I’m totally excited. The covers are really terrible, though. I think the American one looks a bit too sketchy and too much like an overly dramatic Lord-of-The-Rings-type viking sci-fi/fantasy story. I think that the English children’s version looks like a crappy “Choose Your Own Adventure!” paperback directed towards kids between ages of five and eight. The UK adult edition seems to be, once again, the only good-looking one. Still, it doesn’t really say much about the book, and that makes it kind of dull. For Harry Potter and The Order of The Phoenix, my family owns all three editions. I ordered the adult one from Canada, we got the American one at a midnight Harry Potter party, and I got the children’s edition for my birthday from friends of our family.

I’m not sure which one I’m going to choose this year. I’d like to have them all, to add to my collection of foreign Harry Potter books (yes, I’m that much of a Harry Potter freak. I even take my Harry Potter lunch box to school), but I think one’s good enough to start off with. Even though I said that the adult UK/Canada version is the prettiest, the Canadian and English books are not made as well as the American ones. The print is also smaller and there are no illustrations. Since my second favorite is the American version, I think I’d prefer that one.

There’s just one problem. I want to go to a midnight Harry Potter sale. The one I went to at a local bookstore at the release of the last Harry Potter book was REALLY fun. This year, however, my family is renting out a cottage in the Thousand Islands for a week in July, and before that we are going to Quebec. If I’ve got my dates straight, we will not be around to go to an AMERICAN midnight Harry Potter party. This means that I will most likely be stuck buying the Canadian version, since Quebec is in Canada (duh), and the closest bookstore to where we are staying in the Thousand Islands, I believe is ALSO in Canada. WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?! I could have the American book mailed to the cottage where we are staying, but I want it at EXACTLY MIDNIGHT the night it comes out! And then I want to have a Harry Potter party the next day! (I told you I was obsessed.)

I really hope that my Obsessive-Compulsiveness is not a problem this time. Last Harry Potter book, it took me like three months to finish, because of (1) me procrastinating, and (2), me worrying that if I didn’t reread that last sentence at least ten more times, that I would BURN IN HELL for the rest of eternity.

It also didn’t help that I found out what happened way before I finished the book. Or that everybody I knew basically finished it the day it came out. Chloe finished it in like five… or three hours. My other friend, called me after he had spent the entire day in his closet reading it to tell me that, “HE DIES!” Yes, people are mean.

Perhaps I should buy the book on CD, anyway. I’m probably going to have a ton of summer reading to do on top of that. And I’m terrible at getting any sort of reading done. I really hope that the American version looks better in person than it does online. The Order of The Phoenix did.

…and an unusually large vocabulary.

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My sister, my mother, and I went to Barnes and Noble this afternoon to search for a college book for my sister. Ana had seen a book that our friend Cecilia had purchased from Barnes and Noble that listed a kagillion different colleges, their majors, the percent chance you will get in, and a whole bunch of other collegic tidbits. I’m not really sure what my sister’s obsession with higher education is all about. I’ve said it before, and it’s probably not the last time you’ll hear me say it, anything relating to academia terrifies me. I seriously think it’s the design of educational books. Seriously. All of those PSAT, SAT, Regents, etc. review books are so butt ugly, I can hardly stand to look at them. When I see something like that, I immediately associate it with some disgusting, overachieving, school-is-my-LIFE, reeking of body odor and sweat from STUDYING HARD, school freak. (No offense, school freaks, I’m sure you’re not really like that.)

But seriously, when we finally did find the educational review, college section in the book store, I got way too excited about a book on graduate schools that actually was really well designed. I was all, “OHMIGAWSH. Ana! BUY THIS!” I hate to admit it, but I’m totally a judge-a-book-by-its-cover kind of person.

Before finding the whole exam review, collegy section of Barnes and Noble, Ana and I raided the magazine section. Lately, my sister and I are being magazine junkies. Along with being subscribed to such magazines as In Style, GQ, The New Yorker, Martha Stewart Living, Martha Stewart Kids, and Nickelodeon, we’re also buying a ton of them off the newsstands. Yesterday and today, my sister and I purchased Vanity Fair, Marie Claire, Cosmopolitan, Details, Vogue, Bizarre, and Vitals. Some people might say that we’re be obsessed. Yesterday, my sister told me that she has a magazine fetish. I think she might be right.

After picking up our pile of magazines, we searched for the exam review, collegy section. Once finding it, my sister went right to work trying to find the exact same college book that Cecilia had purchased. She was unsuccessful. I, however, did find something interesting. A series of teen novels created by SparkNotes and published by Barnes and Noble that use SAT vocabulary on each page. With good design, and a good sense of humor, I think this is a very, very clever idea for SAT review. The titles in the series include Sun Kissed, Vampire Dreams, Busted, and Head Over Heels. I bought Vampire Dreams because of its funny tagline thingy: “A thirst for blood, a taste for brunettes… and an unusually large vocabulary.”

Woot! You rock, Danielle!

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Harry Potter Title Trademarks

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Okay. I usually don’t believe all of this title rumor garbage, so when a friend showed me a list of trademarked Harry Potter titles (there are quite a few more than seven, the number of books J.K. Rowling says she will write for the Harry Potter series), I didn’t think much of it, thinking that perhaps they were fake to throw off snooping fans. But…. today I found out from J.K. Rowling’s official site that the title for J.K. Rowling’s sixth book will be Harry Potter and The Half-Blood Prince. That was one of the titles on the list! So…. that’s interesting…. :P To get to the list, go to http://www.uspto.gov/main/trademarks.htm and then go to search, and search for Harry Potter.

The Looney Bin

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I’m reading One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest for school. It’s a somewhat depressing book, as most books assigned by a teacher are. There’s a sadistic quality about english and literature teachers, like they get pleasure out of the suffering of characters in books. It has a bit of an innocent tone which kind neutralizes the whole sadness of it. Much better than 1984, which was assigned earlier this school year. Anybody who reads that book an enjoys it must seriously be somewhat sadistic, or perhaps masochistic.

The book takes place in the psychiatric ward of a hospital, and is told by the patient who’s been there the longest. He’s part indian, and everybody thinks he’s deaf (but as far as I can tell, he’s faking it, as he notes what people are saying in the book). There are several parts of the book which seem real to me, but probably a bit surreal to others who haven’t experienced. The psychiatric ward of the hospital seems to be a bit like a very depressing school. The florescent lights, the constant drone of who knows what. The students having facts from teachers pounded into their heads constantly.

One place that I’ve experienced things like the psych ward in the book was at an after school program that I attended while I was in the fourth grade. Man, that place was seriously one of the most depressing I’ve ever been to. The after school program was in the basement of a community center. No windows, stuffy air, the smell of cleaning products, evil florescent lights….the bright little home work room…. There was also such an orderly, cramped, confining feel to the place. All of the counselors and people who worked there seemed unbearably calm and collected. I think I acted the way I did there because I was subconsciously trying to break up that terrible peace. Anything at all to make that surreal place become more real.

I was driven to do things so incredibly insane, I don’t think I’ve ever really acted that badly anywhere else. I remember one time, this girl and I were waiting to be picked up or something, and there was a pile of floor tiles on a table. We picked some of them up and dropped them on the floor. They broke, and we got in trouble. Today, I don’t why I was compelled to do that. Perhaps because the floor tiles seemed squashy? What I do know is that for some reason, that place made me very insane.

Somebody should seriously do a study of children’s behavior inside and outside of places like that. How can the mentally-challenged be put in places like that when those kind of places turn normal people insane? At least try to make places like that more friendly and brain-nourishing.