Posts Tagged ‘Scrabble’

How is it the end of March already? Then again, we’ve been stuck in a strange time warp for a year. Here’s what I have been reading:

How the Word is Passed: A Reckoning with the History of Slavery Across America, Clint Smith III
Poet and educator Clint Smith visits eight locations with deep ties to the history of slavery, to explore how the U.S. has (and has not) reckoned with the brutality and the deep scars. He’s such a good writer–this book is thoughtful, clear and evocative, though obviously heavy, given the subject matter. Highly recommended. To review for Shelf Awareness (out June 1).

This Time Next Year We’ll Be Laughing, Jacqueline Winspear
I love Winspear’s Maisie Dobbs mystery series. This memoir chronicles her childhood in rural Kent, but also explores her family dynamics and the effects of two wars on her elders (a theme she continually returns to in her novels). Elegant, thoughtful and full of rich period detail.

84 Charing Cross Road, Helene Hanff
A friend mentioned the lovely film adaptation of this book and I pulled out my old copy, above (bought at Shakespeare & Co. in Paris, years ago). Hanff struck up a friendship with the booksellers at Marks & Co. in London, and their letters make for warm, amusing reading. So much fun.

You Go First, Erin Entrada Kelly
Charlotte’s dad just had a heart attack. Ben’s parents are getting a divorce. Through their online Scrabble game, they help each other navigate a seriously tough week (plus the usual middle school ugh). This was cute, but I wanted more from the connection between the characters.

A Deadly Inside Scoop, Abby Collette
Bronwyn Crewse is thrilled to be reopening her family’s ice cream shop. But when a dead body turns up and her dad is a prime suspect, she turns her attention to amateur sleuthing. This premise was cute, but Win’s best friend Maisie, who helps her solve the case, was seriously obnoxious. So-so, in the end.

Murder-on-Sea, Julie Wassmer
It’s nearly Christmas in Whitstable, and Pearl Nolan is juggling work and holiday plans when several of her neighbors receive nasty Christmas cards and ask her to investigate. The plot of this one was so-so, but I like Pearl and her cast of supporting characters.

Perestroika in Paris, Jane Smiley
I adored this charming tale about a curious filly–Paras, short for Perstroika–who noses out of her stall one night and finds her way to Paris. She joins up with Frida, a savvy dog; Raoul, a voluble raven; a pair of ducks and a lonely young boy, Etienne. A delight from start to finish.

Most links are to Trident and Brookline Booksmith, my perennial local faves. Shop indie!

What are you reading?

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I know it’s not Halloween yet, but this past weekend, I had a chance to dress up anyway. The Honors College at ACU threw a masquerade party, and because my sweet Bethany works there, J and I were invited. I’ve been known to construct elaborate costumes in the past, but this year I wanted something quick, easy, simple and immediately recognizable. So I was especially proud of the finished result, below:


Yes. We are Scrabble tiles.

(And we’re bundled up because it’s FREEZING. I had on four layers under my “tile” and I was STILL cold.)

Here’s a back view:

scrabble back

Here we are with Bethany the gypsy (she must have been even colder than we were):

with b

And here is Kelsey, who was my personal fave for Most Clever Costume of the night:

kels teabag

Isn’t she the cutest little teabag you’ve ever seen?

I’m still not sure if we’re dressing up for actual Halloween – but I am so proud of these costumes that we just might reuse them if we do. Anyone else dressing up this year?

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Scrabble pillows

My dear friend Jon has a knack for finding the most lovely unexpected things. Check out these wonderful pillows from the Bloomberg offices in London:

Valerie and I had a fabulous time brainstorming what the couches in our Oxford houses (or her house in Abilene, fondly known as House 9) would have said. “Oxford,” “gelato,” “Whitby,” “kebabs,” “travel,” “Blackwells,” “Canterbury,” “Aldates,” “open market”…the list goes on…all the way to Val’s favorite, “talent show extravaganza!” I told her she’d have to have a whole room for that one. 🙂

If I had more than one small loveseat in my small flat, what would I want my couch(es) to say? I think I’d want them to say things like “Dance,” “Live,” “Laugh,” “Joy,” “Hope” and “Friend.” Maybe “Stay” or “Relax” or “Play.” What would your couches say?

Have a great weekend, everyone!

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