I have spread my dreams under your feet

I didn’t have any coffee this morning, and my head is full of fuzz. I’m not sure if it’s caused by a lack of caffeine, an allergy flair up, or something entirely different. Unfortunately, it’s making me feel like the clock is moving back a half a minute for every minute that it moves forward.

Until September of last year, I had never been a big coffee drinker, but I haven’t smoked a cigarette since 09/04 (Go me!), and in its stead, I’ve taken up a small coffee habit. It’s an acceptable trade, and I especially enjoy trips to the local bookstore and its in house coffee shop. I’ve been trying to get out more often.

Books I’ve read this year that I haven’t had the energy to write about:
The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
Anne Frank: The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank
Coastliners by Joanne Harris
Day of the Triffids by John Wyndham
Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell by Susanna Clarke
My Antonia by Willa Cather
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man – James Joyce
The Postman by David Brin
Spook Country by William Gibson
Sundiver by David Brin
Trilby by George du Maurier
We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson

Other things that have been occupying space in my head:
The Red Barn Murder of Maria Marten
The Neolithic Ruins of Orkney
Relocation: where to and how to make it happen
He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven by William Butler Yeats


Pisces Iscariot said...

Some good ones in there - but I feel compelled to comment on The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho...
I cannot understand the praise this book gets - I found it to be nothing more than peurile wish-fulfilment - the type of thing that a teenage romantic would write as a high school essay - really, Harry bloody Potter has more to offer (and I dispise the adult reading of JK Rowling)
Phew! feel better now I've got that off my chest ;)

Jaime said...

Hi Cyan. Good to see you blogging. ADers are missing you.

I started using Good Reads as a way to keep track of the books I read. It's actually pretty helpful. Better than wasting your time reading a third of a book that seems vaguely familiar only to finally recall you've already read it. Not that such things ever happen to me, of course. /whistles...

Cyan said...


I enjoyed The Alchemist. It was a simple fable, and it had simple lessons to teach. The only thing that didn't resonate with me was that in the end the boy's treasure actually was of a material nature. It would have made a stronger impression had the boy returned home only to realize that his home and his sheep were the treasure, and that sometimes it takes a journey before we can see what's right in front of us...

That's just my interpretation of the story, and I must admit that I'm an easy target for desert romanticism.

Also, I'm an adult JK Rowling reader, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. It's "snack fiction" and while I don't think it should be the only item on the menu, it does inspire the imagination. There are quite a few young adult novels on my list of favorites.

Cyan said...

Hello Jaime!

I have a Good Reads account that I haven't done anything with...yet. I added you as a friend. :)

moif said...

Woot! The siren arises from the depths once more!

'Day of the Triffids!'

Oh yeah!

Cyan said...

Day of the Triffids was engrossing. I'm such a whore for post-apocalyptic scenarios...

moif said...

Me too, and thats a particulrly goo done, since its got that Brit style Cold War vibe too it!