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Current book(s) you're reading?

I've just finished the amazing Jodi Picoult's new bestseller, House Rules

I loved it. I remember reading 'The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night Time', about an Aspie, but this topped that, completely. Although it does a murder, the situations are so realistic...you really can connect to the Aspie protagonist.
I'd definitely read all 600 pages over again!
I tried to read that book (House Rules), but I just got sad 'cause if I'm that difficult for my family and other close people, I don't want to live.
But that's just my view and one myself. And perhaps it has something to do with me being a girl.
Strange (and a bit funny) how different it can be.
 
I finished the Higgs book, and had some Amazon credit so I bought a couple of books for my Kindle. Now I'm reading Lawrence Krauss' A Universe from Nothing. I'm always happy to read about science as it pertains to religious ideas, but straight-up atheism books bore me to tears. I'm already loving it just a few pages in. If I ever get off this science kick, I also got Catherynne Valente's Deathless. I've yet to read anything of hers I don't love--The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making and her Dirge for Prester John novels are beautifully written and imagined (and I'm not a big fantasy person).
 
I'm reading Crazy by Benjamin Lebert. So far I really like it ^^


A smart, funny, poignant, very modern autobiographical coming-of-age novel, written when the author was sixteen years old. Like Catcher in the Rye, Crazy appeals to the teenager in us all.
Benni himself is partially paralyzed and a serial failure (he's been kicked out of four boarding schools in his short life and has just entered his fifth). So he's a little odd, but he's cool and he finds other strange boys to hang with. Together they set out to experience what they can: girls, booze, sex, philosophy, drugs, sex, books, music, sex–pretty much everything whatever. And Benni lets us in on "the crazy life" he figures is the only way to deal with the crazy world.
 
A week ago I started reading "Rhoda Fleming" by George Meredith published in 1865. I am really enjoying it so far. A good read.
 
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What Matters Now

Gary Hamel

Change everything, as long as it keeps you going. :)
 
I'm trying to read "Trauma and Recovery" by Judith Lewis Herman (translated to swedish and on a special kind of audio book that only ppl with disabilites are allowed to use).
It doesn't go very well, but sometime I will finnish it... I guess.
 
At the Back of the North Wind by George MacDonald. I just finished The Man who was Thursday by G.K. Chesterton. Both are a lot of fun!
 
Moby Dick. It will be the first time I have read it all the way through. It might be the manliest book I have ever read (but in a good way), and also a little gay (also in a good way). And hilarious. Wonderful prose!
 
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Intermediate Microeconomics.

I feel really stressed studying Economics, these days, I just have no time to read words...
 
In addition to Moby Dick, I just started Charles Darwin's On the Origin of Species. Thus far it's turned out to be a surprisingly good read--I recommend it!
 
Just finished The Orphan Master's Son by Adam Johnson. "The Greatest North Korean love Story Ever told."
It's all about the Roles people play in public, the Lies they accept to be able to function, and trying to keep the true self within.


And now I've just started re-reading Ambient by Jack Womak, which is a 1990's Cyberpunk story that is intended to be a criticism of Reaganomics (which is a dim distant memory for me). Set in a hard nasty dog eat dog New York, where if you don't have money, your life is short and very brutish. It does a bit of the messing with language that Clockwork Orange did. Lots of Verbing the Nouns.
 
It's actually just a single poem...but a very touching one. It brings me to tears every time....it's called "Daddy's Poem"

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~Daddy's Poem~

Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home
Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today.
But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats.
One by one the teacher called a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching, a man who wasn't there.
"Where's her daddy at?" She heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one," another student dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day."
The words did not offend her, as she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher, who told her to go on.
And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique.
"My Daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be, since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses, and taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him. I'm not standing here alone.
"Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart
I know because he told me, he'll forever be in my heart"
With that, her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress.
And from somewhere there in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years.
For she stood up for the love of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her, doing what was a right.
And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud.
"I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here, but heaven's just too far.
You see he is an American Soldier and died just this past year
When a roadside bomb hit his convoy and taught Americans to fear.
But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day.
And to her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side.
"I know you're with me Daddy," to the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her, was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.
And a child was blessed, if only for a moment, by the love of her shining star.
And given the gift of believing, that heaven is never too far.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them. Take the time ... to live and love. Until eternity. God Bless There must be many children in the same boat as this little girl, thanks to our servicemen and their families for the sacrifice they are making to keep our country Free. The ULTIMATE sacrifice is being left behind. DON'T FORGET THEM!
 
I just finished "Aspergirls" didn't really enjoy it very much.

I think I will now re-read some Sherlock Holmes for the millionth time.
 

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