Book Review

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I used to do regular book reviews. Wednesdays were my review days. It’s been awhile since I’ve done one. I think it’s time to do another. I’ve found a book worth reviewing.

We were at the library last week exchanging books. I came across this book called “The Book With No Pictures” by B.J. Novak. I was curious. So I opened the book and started reading. By page 4 I was laughing so hard I was crying. It was that clever. It was that funny. I knew Crash and Bang would love it.

After snack time that evening I told Bang (Crash was off at a sleepover at Nanny and Pop’s house) it was time to go upstairs and brush teeth and we’d read “The Book With No Pictures”. He wasn’t too thrilled. Didn’t want me to read that one. I took it anyway.

We read “Have You Filled A Bucket, Today” first. That’s for another post though. Then, I pulled out the No Pictures book and Bang wouldn’t even let me open it. Threw a fit! I started reading anyway. By page two he had settled. By page six he was laughing and he laughed the rest of the way through the book. I read it to Crash and Bang the following night and the two of them together, with this book, were in hysterics listening to me read. They could barely stop laughing long enough to catch their breath to keep on laughing. Did I mention this book is dangerously funny? It’s funnier than There Were Monkey’s In My Kitchen.

The book is as plain as can be. Large, black lettering on stark white pages. Color appears when the humor begins. There’s no story line. There’s no plot. The reader is the main character. Most of it doesn’t even make sense. There lies the beauty of this book. It’s about the images words can create. It’s about the power books have.

Here’s page four.

Here is how books work:

Everything the words say, the person reading the book has to say.

From there the book controls us. Makes say silly words. Sing a silly song. Rhyme off some nonsense. There’s even something in there about a monkey, blueberry pizza and a hippo. All the while, the kids laugh and laugh (and laugh) at the words we have to say and the fact that we have to say them because the book says so.

I’m so glad I found this book. Chances are good it’ll end up under the Christmas tree this year so they can have their own and make us read it. All. The. Time. No worries. Who doesn’t want their kid reading all time?

If you love your kids, if you love to hear them laugh, if you love them wanting to read, you’ll read them this book. It won’t let you down. Happy Reading!

Bork.

June in Review

July 1st. Our first day of “real” summer. Thanks, Stacy at Revisions of Grandeur, for sending it our way! It only took 3 days to get here. We hit a high of 26 C and the kids thoroughly enjoyed the opening of the splash pad at the park.

June shaped up okay for me, blog wise. I had a total of 774 views which is up 193 from May. I had 260 visitors which is up 73. I had 209 likes, up a mere 6. I published 30 posts for the month of June. That’s 6 more than I wrote for May. I had 196 comments compared to only 144 in May. Besides my Home page, which had the most views at 132, “The First Fight” was the most viewed at 40. The top three countries to visit my blog were the U.S., Canada, and Thailand.

My followers grew by 19. I’ve been averaging 20 follows a month since I started blogging in January. So June was on par.

My newest three followers are:
The Greenwich MummyCommon Sense Knight
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As for my 1000 mile challenge, I don’t know why I even bother. I have a total of 317 miles this year. I should be at 504. That’s 187 miles behind. Time to get my ass in gear. Any motivation would be greatly appreciated.

Book Review #6

There were monkeys

In my kitchen

They were climbing

Up the walls

They were dancing

On the ceiling

They were bouncing

basketballs

When I read this, I knew I had to have this book. Never mind that I was going to meet Sheree Fitch. It was about the chaos monkeys love to create. With two monkeys of my own, how could I resist.

Willa Wellowby has a primate problem. Monkeys, apes, chimpanzees, orangutans, and gorillas invade her house causing a terrible mess. While they begin in the kitchen, they are not contained to the kitchen. They can be found on the lawn, in the bathroom, bedroom, and basement. Willa attempts to contact the RCMP several times for help, but they are slow to respond. She finally persuades the primates to leave, but not before they have created a terrible mess. The ending is left open, perfect for predicting what will happen next.

Though she wrote with her own kids in mind for the monkeys, she has also written in a few other characters. Sheree’s friend is a chimp in red-leather boots. Her sister is a bubble gum blowing RCMP officer. A professor is written in as an orangutan playing the bagpipes.

Imagine the sound (or perhaps you don’t have to imagine it if you’ve actually heard it) of a basketball being bounced on the kitchen floor. Now imagine reading using that pounding cadence. That rhythm is mesmerizing and bound to keep the attention of any little monkey you may read to.  Sheree is a wizard with words, a powerhouse in poetry, and a creative mastermind. This story and art work (by Sydney Smith) is sure to captivate any monkey of any age and I highly recommend it.

Lastly, I’d like to boast for a bit. Our family had the honor of meeting Mrs. Fitch. She was in the area speaking at two local schools and DW was her chauffeur. After her performances DW brought Mrs. Fitch to our house so she could meet our monkeys boys and sign their book. Later that evening, DW and I had supper with Sheree and her husband at a fundraiser. Granted it was with about 80 others. However, we had the privilege of sitting with Sheree and her husband. I can honestly say that Sheree is as spectacular of a person as she is writer.

You can find her here. Happy Reading!

Book Review #5

nowhere to hideThis time I jump out of my usual comfort zone and read a horror novel. I’m going to need some decompression time after this one. My usual reading time is at bedtime. Bad idea for me and zombies to meeting up at bedtime. However, I survived, unlike the zombies.

Nancy King is leading a rather typical single life when a resident in her apartment dies. No big deal until they return to life ready to feast on the living. Nancy flees in hopes of finding safety. She meets people willing to help, to ban together and fight for survival. She meets some who are only out to protect themselves. Who can she trust? In her self-published, début novel, Nowhere to Hide, Tracey Tobin brings us into the zombie apocalyptic world of the gruesome, the slow and persistent stagger of the undead.

This novel kept me guessing, my predictions of what would come next was constantly wrong. Just when I thought they’d found a safe place to wait out the nightmare, they would be on the run again. Just when I thought she’d met the right people, she’d be betrayed and on the run again. Just when I thought it was over…

Tracey does a fantastic job of bringing the story to life. It won’t take much to imagine the zombies that chase her down. It won’t take much to imagine the building and towns she attempts to escape to. Her characters are realistic right down to their decision making processes. You can easily hear panic, uncertainty, relief, and excitement in their dialogue.

Whether you are a fan of zombie novels, female protagonists or suspenseful stories, this one is sure to entertain and keep you on your toes. If you’re anything like me you’ll be telling Nancy to run faster, to not go in there!

Book Review #4

Wow, my fourth book review? First there was Knuffle Bunny. Then came The Book Thief. After that was The Perk of Being a WallflowerThis week’s book is about a runner. His first run covered 216 miles. Holidaysburg, PA to Bridgeport, PA. It took him a year. He first ran to escape.  Now, he deeply feels the need to. Ultimately, his running could unite a racially divided town. Continue reading

Book Review #3

I’m not sure how I stumbled on to it one night after the kids were in bed, but I’m so happy  I did. I was folding laundry in the living room and looking for something good to watch. I came across a movie starring Emma Watson so I had to watch it. Turns out it was really good. And no, it wasn’t a Harry Potter movie.

Then I was in the library with a class and lo and behold there’s the book of the movie I just watched! I checked it out (actually, I started reading it in class, shhh) and ripped through the rest of it. It was really good and has earned it’s spot as my second favorite book after The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. Continue reading

Book Review #2

My name is Liesel Meminger. My papa was taken away. No one will explain to me why. Mama gave my brother and I up for adoption. Again, I don’t know why. She found us a foster family in a town near Munich. The train ride to Molching was long and dauntingly emotional. Not only was I leaving my mom, but my brother caught the sickness and died on the way. As we were burying him in ground nearly too frozen to be dug, I found a book. It seemed fated that this book would be the first book I would steal. Continue reading

Book Review

I’m am going to challenge myself to do some book reviews. Perhaps I’ll reserve Wednesdays for it. Since today just happens to be Wenesday, here’s my first review. It’s a picture book!

This week I would like to discuss the book Knuffle Bunny by Mo Willems. This book is special to me to because it’s a book that both my boys love to read over and over and over and… They are quite fond of this one and now want their own Knuffle Bunny despite the fact that they each have their own special stuffy. Also, it is one of the first books they learned to “read” by memorizing it. (Here’s the 7 year old, when he was 3, reading it)

Trixie is young girl who has not yet learned to use words. She goes to the laundromat with her daddy and proceeds to help. “Then they left” and chaos ensues. It isn’t until Trixie and her daddy get home that Trixie’s mom solves the problem.

Any child who has a special stuffy will easily relate to Trixie and Knuffle Bunny. Perhaps that’s why I like it. My special stuffy, Timmy Bunny, is 35 years old as is my DW’s Scruffy Bear. I also enjoy that she is with her daddy doing laundry. Though it is mommy who is smart enough to figure out why Trixie is having a melt down. The illustrations consist of cartoon-ish character set against black and white photos of downtown sites. The cover illustration is exactly what you’ll find throughout the book.

I think most parents will connect on a personal level with this book and highly recommend it to anyone with or expecting kids.

Next week’s review will be my favorite historical fiction book.