Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Life's Gentle Music, etc.

Angel Oak, Johns Island, South Carolina

Tuesday’s Ten on Tuesday list is of ten favorite sounds.

1. Tree frogs. After it rains at our house, every tree frog in the county gathers at our little pond, all singing their little hearts out, sometimes all night long.

2. Ocean waves crashing on the beach at midnight.

3. Birds singing in the trees on a weekend morning.

4. The crack of the bat when a member of the Braves hits a home run, or better yet, a grand slam.

5. Bacon sizzling in a hot cast iron skillet.

6. The sound of a big motorcycle engine revving as it speeds off down the road.

7. Train whistles in the distance at night.

8. A friend calling my name.

9. A cat purring.

10. The wind soughing through the trees.

OK, so they're not all "gentle" sounds, but they're sounds I like.

Bitter Tide

I finished reading Bitter Tide by Ann Stamos (a.k.a Judy and Takis Iakovou). This novel takes place in New York City in 1901. In the first chapter, our suspect gets off a boat from Ireland at Ellis Island and promptly shoots her fiance, right in front of witnesses! There are some very nice, clever twists in this story which kept me turning pages all the way to the end. In the middle of the book, the sleuths, Joseph Hannegan and Rachel Bonner, become attracted to each other and then have what seems to be an insurmountable disagreement. I told Judy not to tell me how it ends, but that I was hoping Joseph and Rachel would reconnect, and Judy said, "Well, it is the first book in a series," which, of course, told me nothing. Bitter Tide is one of those books that I got so involved in that I was sorry when it ended. I must ask Judy when the next one will be coming out. Read this book. It is thoroughly researched and beautifully written.

I'm currently reading Always Looking Up by Michael J. Fox. This book, too, is beautifully written. I don't know if Fox is that articulate or if he used a ghost writer, but it's very readable. Reading this book is a learning experience, about optimism, and politics, and Parkinson's disease, and friendship, and family. I'll let you know about this one when I finish it.

I don't think my to-be-read pile is ever going to get any smaller. I was at a writer's conference the weekend of July 17th and I bought three books. One of them was a copy of Bitter Tide, which I gave to my sister, but still, I have two new books added to the pile. And my birthday is coming up, and my family usually looks to my Amazon wish list for gift suggestions. Richard got a box from Amazon several days ago, so that's more to add to the TBR pile. Don't get me wrong. I'm not complaining. I love getting books as gifts, and I love shopping in bookstores. It's probably a good thing there is no bookstore in Tifton, otherwise I'd be crushed under the pile of books. To get to a bookstore, I either have to go 50 miles south to Valdosta or 45 miles west to Albany. My situation is saving me from myself.

Y'all take care, and get back to reading your favorite books and listening to your favorite sounds.


Theresa said...

Tree frogs, trains in a distance, lawn mowers on Saturday mornings. Babies giggling.

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