In Which: The Bookmark Lives Up To Its Name #1

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It’s no secret I love bookmarks. Whenever I am lucky enough to see some anywhere, I always pick up one or two.

Todays feature bookmarks  are some emotional little guys from China called ‘Sunny Dolls’.  They are the more interesting ‘ hairclip’ form bookmarks, and their cutest comes in a trade for meh quality

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Still, $4 or so for six little bookmarks is not the worst deal I’ve ever heard of, and they are something to look into if you are a fan of the cute chibi/anime emo vibe like I am.

(Note: Future reviews will be done using my own pictures of the bookmarks and a rating system. Right now my camera isn’t talking to my computer. I’m getting tech counseling for them both to work out their issues peacefully)  

In Which: I Don’t Know Where My Books Are From

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Book stores were a rare thing for me to visit even before the internet. A big part of it was my family did not have a car, and my not-living-with-us family didn’t visit often. 

Books were mostly:  Hand me downs I got as gifts, where I was grateful for anything with pages. Or, well chosen glossy marvels, eating up money from School Book Club tissue paper order forms. ( My promises of any other birthday or Christmas gifts vanishing as soon as they arrived) 

Now, Amazon seems to all but made used book stores in my area as mythical as I once thought them to be. The one shop nearest us that sold brand new books died even sooner, some ten years ago.

But Amazon has not felt like an evil being to me because, well, I never had the freedom without it that I now have with it. In a few clicks I can hear about a book, search for a book, and buy that book, easy peasy. No mess, no fuss, no tissue paper form or  ‘please wait 3-5 weeks for delivery’.

Well, that last part varies. For my cool $3.99 I’ve seen Amazon take anywhere from two days to three months to get a book to me.  Sellers on Amazon, most of all penny sellers, do not seem required to act like the company they say they are and list a location. Even just a notice to say they are in the US somewhere.

I ordered a copy of Taming The Forest King by Claudia Edwards (a rec from a forum I belong to) on the 1st of this month, only to finally get it yesterday. The postmarks proudly proclaimed it had traveled all the way from the UK to my little slice of Nowheresville, CA, USA.

Normally this wouldn’t get to me. I love getting objects from far off places. But the fact that I don’t know where my books are actually coming from anymore hits a nerve I didn’t even know was there  Silly, I guess, really.

Here’s to you Amazon. Please be careful with our books, won’t you? 

In Which: Taste Is A Matter

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Often people get a little bit testy over book reviews. The unspoken law seems to be,  if you say a book authors’ work is lacking, and you yourself are a writer, something is up.  That you are saying under your breath ‘I could write better than this!’ But is that always true? I’m not sure.

I think, more often than not, the hidden message may be nearer to ‘I see where this book could be more, but came up short.’ Maybe the wording is flat. Maybe the emotional connect to the characters just isn’t there for you as a reader. Maybe the plot falls somewhat short and you’re left at the last page feeling, ‘Wait what? You can’t just leave things here!’

What do you think? Can a writer be a reader and have a clear, unbiased, view of books?                                                   Have you had books that you just didn’t like for one reason or another? Has a bestseller ever left you feeling not your best?

I have to go now, my TBR pile is calling.