Dorian in a Blue Dress

images-1.jpgSitting here reading in the sun while a dangerous hurricane is slowly moving toward Florida and the Southeastern coast. Back where I lived until three years ago, they’re either sitting in traffic, a hot car running low on gas, or closed up inside the darkness caused by storm shutters.

My friend, back in the old neighborhood, is ready to face the storm. She’s probably fairly safe—somewhat inland with shallow water and barrier islands to brunt the power of the storm—but her fear is that she won’t be able to recharge her Nook if the power is out. I’m thinking a small hand-cranked unit to generate power for our digital devices might be a good thing to have.

I have spent almost a week after a storm knocked out the power and you really begin to miss things like air conditioning, not to mention lights and fully charged cell phones.

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Susperia de Profundis

images.jpgI read so many different titles last month that adding a listof suggested reading seems like overkill. Then again, I have myself read few of the suggested books so maybe I should take my own suggestions.

Right now, however, I am torn between three basic avenues of reading: first I am having a lot of fun reading all that genre fiction I have eschewed through the years, specifically detective and mystery stories; second, as my remaining years beckon, I find there are so many classical or otherwise challenging books I have yet to read; and finally there are just so many books and stories out there that I know I will never come close to catching up and promise me get a taste of an almost limitless variety of literature—a veritable smorgasbord of reading.

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Little Things That Irk Me

051a7f4322c133732035d16f87f39445c8c92“Irk”: Great word.

When I was at university I was considered laid back, easy going, accepting, slow to warm up, just a real nice guy. During several varieties of psychological tests (a common way for starving students to make a few bucks) I was calm, never got rattled, avoided panic and often ending up winning the “game.” Then  went to grad school and became much more confrontational.

Through the years I have encountered little things that, if only momentarily, shatter my calm acceptance. In popular parlance I believe these would be considered “pet peeves.” Unfortunately, the term “pet peeve” is possibly my biggest “pet peeve.” A peeve is an annoyance, something that irks someone, but the use of the word “pet” to (presumably) denote something personal, possibly uniquely held, I balk.

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There Are People That Never Read a Book?

download.jpgYou hear it all the time: some people even consider not-reading to be a positive characteristic. Of course there are levels and varieties of not-reading: some business types would not be caught reading fiction (although I knew a powerful corporate officer that rejected all fiction … except the romantic bodice rippers he read secretly at night in bed; some social climbers only read (or professed to having read) the most mainstream best-sellers; some readers are overly restrictive, concentrating on a specific genre such as fantasy or science fiction; and there are those who refuse to read anything older than ten years.

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