Monthly Archives: December 2012

Airport Reading


To all of you traveling today, I salute you. Both legs of my flight have been delayed, but as you can see, I’m doing just fine.

Get me out of here!

Bad Monkeys, On the Incarnation, Cold Sassy Tree

Happy Boxing Day!


One Bookstore in Aspen


On the road to AspenIt’s time for another five things post! Unfortunately in Aspen, there’s only one. (Okay, there are two, but I only found one of them. )Being in Aspen just might allow me to let that go.

Two days ago, I walked into Aspen village with a friend. The snow hasn’t been great, and I don’t ski anyway, so I was looking forward to a day of exploring.

Exploring, you say? What a coincidence!

Explore Booksellers does not allow any photos inside. Nor do they allow cellphones. They don’t allow much of anything, in fact, except wandering and appreciating the old Victorian home that hosts a small but tidy collection. The rooms are relatively small, and there’s not a lot of seating. There is a room at the back for author events (and they do have quite a few!) with a single overstuffed chair that I took advantage of. There is a small rare books section that is priced for the Aspen crowd, but adds nicely to the atmosphere for the less economically advantaged.

With only a few days left till Christmas, I found it a bit overcrowded and hot. There was a children’s section that had an overly large toy/game/novelty section (a pet peeve of mine). I  also found the layout illogical. There was a “fiction” section and a “literature” section. The owners reveal their bias in the division- Murakami’s IQ84 was in literature, for example, making it that much tougher to find what you’re looking for. Young adult literature and science fiction, two of the most likely candidates for a visit to the overstuffed chair, are crammed in the hallway leading to the event room at the back. The upstairs area leading to the restaurant would have been a more logical place for those sections where people are more inclined to linger, rather than cookbooks, art history, and wedding planning.

Enough complaints. I enjoyed the place, just didn’t find it convenient. They have a bistro with ample vegetarian options on the top floor, always a plus. Alas, I had already enjoyed a delicious and complaint-free lunch at Main Street Bakery & Cafe. The overall feel of the place is lovely- the staff were cheery and friendly (although we are in Colorado, people). I had a chance to recommend Percy Jackson to a woman looking for a present for a twelve year old. I got to sit down and read a Death anthology from Sandman (though what, I ask you, is the point of having a book about Death without ANY OF THE OTHER BOOKS), and in the end, I bought an absolutely lovely set of notecards:

by beth van hoesen

Conclusion: Worth a visit. Absolutely. Not the best place to collapse in exhaustion and recover from your day, but hey, not every bookstore should have a Starbucks anyway. Is it in my top five? Nope. Top ten? Um… maybe.

All this begs the question- what am I really looking for in a bookstore, any way? A question for another post.

Merry Christmas Eve to those of you on the New Calendar! To my old calendar friends- Merry Two More Weeks of Fasting, and happy vacation!

****UPDATE:all gift wrapped!

I returned for a book I had considered buying today, and this beautiful complimentary gift wrapping made them jump a few places in my book. Go Explore!

Poem of the Week #13


Given to my seventh grade class along with “Mistletoe”, which I put up last week. Enjoy!

The Nativity
Among the oxen (like an ox I’m slow)
I see a glory in the stable grow
Which, with an ox’s dullness might at lengthChristmas knitting
Give me an ox’s strength.
Among the asses (stubborn I as they)
I see my Saviour where I looked for hay;
So may my beastlike folly learn at least
The patience of a beast.
Among the sheep (I like a sheep have strayed)
I watch the manger where my Lord is laid;
Oh that my baa-ing nature would win thence
Some wooly innocence!C.S. Lewis

Things I’m Currently Reading- December Edition


Christmas panda box!Happy December, everyone! This is incredibly late, due to flakiness and a bout with the Respiratory Syncytial Virus going around right now. It’s been very unpleasant, but my voice is almost back to normal.

November was quite the month. 1984 came off beautifully. Better, even than I anticipated. I rather miss the madness- but not for long! I’ve finished casting our next show- The Comedy of Errors. Two sets of twins, Shakespeare steampunk style. We’ll be going to a competition in March, and I hope we’ll do well.

That’s about all I have for you today. Happy reading!

Daily spiritual reading-

  1. The Bible (via
  2. Elder Ambrose of Optina, Sergius Chetverikov

Pleasure reading-

  1. Dragonfly in Amber, Diana Gabaldon
  2. Someone Like You, Sarah Dessen (re-re-re-re-re-read)


  1. The Pushcart War, Jean Merrill
  2. Freeing Shakespeare’s Voice, Kristen Linklater Snowman-ed.

Books that have been on hold, but want to finish-

  1. The Shipping News, E. Annie Proulx
  2. To the Lighthouse, Virginia Woolf
  3. Cold Sassy Tree, Olive Ann Burns
  4. The Gulag Archipelago, Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn (but I WILL finish it)

Just finished-

  1. Orthodoxy and Heterodoxy, Fr. Andrew Stephen Damick
  2. The Girl Who Stopped Swimming, Joshilyn Jackson (audio book)
  3. The Lightning Thief, Rick Riordan
  4. The Sea of Monsters, Rick Riordan
  5. The Titan’s Curse, Rick Riordan
  6. The Battle of the Labyrinth, Rick Riordan
  7. The Last Olympian, Rick Riordan
  8. Outlander, Diana Gabaldon
  9. Bitter End, Jennifer Brown
  10. The Selection, Kiera Cass
  11. Comedy of Errors, William Shakespeare

Stopped because I couldn’t take it anymore-

1. n/a

Next up-

  1. Comedy of Errors, William Shakespeare (I’ll be reading this over, and over, and over…)
  2. Dreamland, Sarah Dessen
  3. …War and Peace?

Poem of the Week #12



Walter de la Mare

Sitting under the mistletoe
(Pale-green, fairy mistletoe),
One last candle burning low,
All the sleepy dancers gone,
Just one candle burning on,
Shadows lurking everywhere:
Some one came, and kissed me there.

Tired I was; my head would go
Nodding under the mistletoe
(Pale-green, fairy mistletoe),
No footsteps came, no voice, but only,
Just as I sat there, sleepy, lonely,
Stooped in the still and shadowy air
Lips unseen—and kissed me there.