If there’s one thing I learned as editor of Woman’s Day … it’s how to write a leading headline. So – in the interest of new me-ishness – I’ll start this blog by admitting I didn’t get booked.
Hang on, come to think of it, I DID get booked. Bloody local council pinged me for parking nose to curb outside our local pool. I ignored the initial ticket – bastards have torn up the carpark and made getting a spot for the kids’ swimming lessons a total NIGHTMARE.
So the council sent me a “pay now” notice that noted: “If you believe an error has been made … you can request a review at … Fact: less than 4 per cent of penalties result in the recipient not needing to pay the penalty.”
I’d been idly considering going them the rent and demanding the ticket be waived, but that little footnote took the wind right out of my sails. There’s $104 I REALLY resented handing over.
However, what this blog is actually about is me getting “booked” in a tagged post.
Tagged posts are something fellow bloggers do to each other. This one had the theme of “My reading style” and I was nominated by one of my absolute fave bloggers, Pinky Poinker.
Pinky rather delightfully said she’d tagged me “cuz ah love her.” How gorgeous is that???
She also wrote a clever “My reading style” post that included classic answers such as:
Do you snack while you read?
When ah was a young’un, sometimes ah liked to fix up a mess a tater chips with mater sauce to have beside me while ah read ma book. These days I is too fat around the middle to partake of such a fine luxury.
I must admit, I felt a little intimidated. Not only am I completely hopeless at channelling my inner jokel yokel, but I haven’t been reading much lately. Make that YEARS.
It became a sticking point in my marriage. I remember (ex)Husband griping at one point that we didn’t talk anymore. When I asked what he wanted to talk about, he said “a book we’ve both read.”
Now there’s an intimidating conversational gambit, because (ex)Husband tends to read Nobel Peace prize-winning type novels. And the last books I really enjoyed were Shannon Hale’s Austenland and the particularly poignant Heartburn by Nora Ephron.
Anyways, on with the show … Here are the official questions (and my answers) …
Do you snack while you read?
No. I don’t eat after dinner. Well, maybe a tiny bit of 85% dark Lindt. Or a couple of roasted almonds. But basically I’m anti night snacks and that’s usually when I curl up with a book.
Do you tend to mark your books as you read, or does the idea of writing in books horrify you?
It horrifies me. Almost as much as peanut butter and jam sandwiches. How anyone can even contemplate such sacrilege is beyond me. Scribbling on things that are not meant to be drawn on deeply disturbs me. I was distraught when the youngest decorated her Baby Born’s head with pen when she was two. Distraught!
Fiction, non-fiction, or both?
My first thought was fiction, definitely fiction. But there have been some rather good celebrity autobiographies of late so I could possibly be swayed on that. LOVE a good celebrity autobiography, especially if it’s funny. I’m also rather fond of a rollicking read that combines history with a gripping personal tale.
Hard copy or ebooks?
Well that’s an easy one. Who the fark wants to spend any more time on electronic devices??? By the end of the day, my eyes are completely over Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Methode, WordPress etc. It’s pages all the way for me.
What is the last book you bought?
The last book I wanted to buy is Margaret Atwood’s newie, Stone Mattress. But it was hardcover and I’m a cheapskate, so I put it back on the shelf. The last book I actually bought is … I apologise … Revenge Wears Prada: The devil returns. It’s the ex-mag-hag in me.
Is there a specific book or author that you find yourself recommending over and over?
Not really. But I’m passionately devoted to anything written by Margaret Atwood, A.S Byatt or her sister Margaret Drabble.
Now I’m supposed to tag two fellow bloggers to answer the same questions. So, despite the fact it’s not their normal genre, I’m going to pass the baton to Grasping Nettles and Paris Apple Hotel …. sorry guys … but I know you’re bookish types and will do me proud.
Song of the day: one of my fave songs EVA … shivers … very un-PC of me … The Police “Don’t stand so close to me” (Nabakov reference)