Read Me A Story

I love having a story read to me. Our friend Tom, introduced us to Audible books, and I find it lets me double-task. If my husband and I agree on a book to listen to, we do so while we put together a 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle. He got us started with Stephen King’s 11.22.63, which snagged my husband since he has a penchant for time travel. Then there was Time and Time Again, by Ben Elton, to continue on the theme, and we dragged through Outlander, By Diana Gabaldon. His love for history, (and the book that my book club was reading), led us to One Summer, by Bill Bryson, and then needing a comic break, we went to The Road To Little Dribbling, also by Bill Bryson. The latest audible book together, was a fun one called Written Out, by Howard Mittlemark. Many jigsaw puzzles have been done, and we each found new things to specialize in, like I focus on shapes of the pieces, and he prefers the colors. I also like to do the edges first.

Working on my potter’s wheel out on the patio in Palm Springs, sometimes I like to be entertained as well. Educated, by Tara Westover, did the trick. While baking a pineapple coconut upside-down cake, or chocolate chip cookies, I’d put on my headphones, so as not to disturb Doug and listened to Where the Crawdads Sing, by Delia Owens, having to make sure I didn’t leave out any ingredients if I became to enthralled with the story. Once, I put on Becoming, by Michelle Obama, as I was about to go to sleep, and found that in the middle of the night, she was still speaking into my ear on my earbuds, and the book was almost finished! Now I know that you can set a sleep timer so that doesn’t happen again!

Quite a few years ago, while at work, and sharing lunch with a good friend, we both said we had dreams of being able to sit by the fire, with a cup of tea, or a glass of wine, and read a good book. No kids or older parents to take care of. No responsiblities. Now, here we are in Tahoe, retired, and I actually have time to do just that. I’ve noticed that my dream has come true, as I sit in my chair with my feet on my hassock with my favorite blankie on my lap, our electric fireplace magically blazing away, plowing through used books that I picked up at the Goodwill store, since the library was closed for awhile because of the virus. The first was The Help, by Kathryn Stockett, which says so much more to us than the movie, and I felt I should read because of the BLM movement. Next, was the Reckoning, by John Grisham, which I passed on to the man across the street after reading, since I felt it was more to his taste. After that, a nice Maeve Binchy story, Minding Frankie, mostly because it was set in Ireland. Then, I listened to The Dutch House, by Ann Patchett, which was performed, not just read, by Tom Hanks, so well, that I decided I wanted to write him a fan letter, but haven’t yet.

I finally got to go into the library, but not being able to use the computers to look up books myself, I went to the librarian, who spoke from behind plexiglass, to find out if Kathryn Stockett had written any other books, but she couldn’t find one. Then I went over to the fiction section to find another book by Ann Patchett, and came away with The Magician’s Assistant, which started out slow, but ended up having lots of fun plot changes. Also, I’ve heard of a local author who writes copious mysteries based in Tahoe, so I checked out Tahoe Trap, by Todd Borg, and have had fun recognizing familiar place names and information about the area where I live.

Having never read anything by Louise Penny before, I heard of her through Observer, another diarist on this website, and am in the middle of one called Still Life. When listening to NPR last week, we heard the author Rumaan Alan being interviewed about his new book, Leave The World Behind, so I’ve brought that up on Audible. As I was listening to it for a while in bed this morning, it came to a rather disturbing and mysterious part that set me off on a wrong foot at the beginning of the day, but I have to go back to it later to see what’s happening…..

So, I suppose one good thing has happened during this time of confinement. My dream of having more time to read has come true.

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Written by heltershelter1

I'm just a person who is obediently sheltering in place as much as I can. My husband and I live part time in Palm Springs, CA, and part in So. Lake Tahoe, CA. We're retired.

2 comments

  1. I love hearing about the different things people are reading during the pandemic. It is definitely a prime opportunity for that and takes our minds off the situation in our country right now. I have enjoyed many of the books you mention, but you gave me some ideas for ones I hadn’t read, and I like the idea of having something to do with my hands while listening to an Audible book.

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  2. Thank you for sharing your reading adventures. I absolutely loved Where the Crawdads Sing….
    My husband and I love listening to books in the car on long journeys and find good entertainment in Alexander McCall Smith’s stories set in Botswana.

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