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books in the past 2 years/upcoming soon?
Jul. 16th, 2008 09:28 amSo, now that I'm soon to be back in English Bookland, I'm trying to get a list of books to read. YA and some MG, preferably (I just don't get adult books). What are your favorites from the past 2 years? What's coming out soon that I should watch for? (please, include your own books!) I've been trying to remember them all, and then I run across a post from someone whose book I've heard about is finally coming out, and I realize I want to read that one, too. So, please, list away!
In other thoughts: getting the antagonist's goals to pit against the protagonist's desires can be a tricky thing. Trying to work with this. Revising is SO HARD. Especially when it feels like every second of every day has been scheduled for me by someone else. These days there is so much to think about that I feel like I'm not even allowed to be alone in my own mind. Enough already! I need either extra time, a pensieve, or earplugs. There's got to be a time of day where I am awake, no one else is, and no one is sending me messages of yet another thing I have to take care of.
I HATE construction. 'Nuff said on that.
I'm convinced I'm going to be pregnant forever and the baby will simply never come out. Like one of Stephenie Meyer's vampires--if I got bitten today, this would be me, for the rest of forever. Look, it's not like I want the kid out just for my personal convenience or something. I just don't want to spend the next three months sitting in a cell in INS waiting for my child's passport to come through because I'm not allowed in my own country and can't return to the one I left. It was all supposed to work. How was I to know that the US government would change their regulations halfway through?
If one more overnight event gets sprung on me I'm going to scream. Yes, I know my kid is going to be elsewhere, but do you know how many overnight bags I've had to pack lately? My own isn't even packed. Son #1 comes home yesterday saying his class is sleeping overnight at school in tents next week. We're supposed to sign up to help with dinner and/or breakfast, setup and takedown, etc. Um, really? First I've heard of this. And I look at the calendar and realize that son #2 is going off to the Schullandheim next week (youth hostel trip--required--no parent chaperones, just teachers--on the Czech border for 5 days). What have I packed for this kid? Nothing. The kindergarten overnighter is done, luckily, and I don't think I need to be present for any more events there. The preschooler parent night was yesterday. But tomorrow is the huge music concert at the school, and with all the extra practice times for two kids in different classes, my brain is feeling a bit tweaked. I can't have the baby til that's over--they've practiced too much. And I have to say--they sound pretty good.
Don't you love it when kids are allowed to play at your house, but they aren't allowed to have friends over? I like knowing where my kids are, and knowing my kids' friends, but occasionally there are days when um, due to extenuating circumstances (large move, due with #5 any day, etc.) I was really counting on a certain time to get stuff done. And I'm a total wuss when it comes to saying, not today, since my kids themselves are done with their homework and really want to play with their friends before we leave. And the friends are nice kids, too.
Where could my 3-year-old have learned Nena's 99 Luftballoons? Like, she knows the words and was singing it yesterday. I mean, we've played it on occasion, but not lately, and it's a song from 20 years before she was even born. How come she knows this song, and yet still doesn't know when bedtime is?
I'm off to buy stuff for one of these class trips. Have a nice day, everyone!
In other thoughts: getting the antagonist's goals to pit against the protagonist's desires can be a tricky thing. Trying to work with this. Revising is SO HARD. Especially when it feels like every second of every day has been scheduled for me by someone else. These days there is so much to think about that I feel like I'm not even allowed to be alone in my own mind. Enough already! I need either extra time, a pensieve, or earplugs. There's got to be a time of day where I am awake, no one else is, and no one is sending me messages of yet another thing I have to take care of.
I HATE construction. 'Nuff said on that.
I'm convinced I'm going to be pregnant forever and the baby will simply never come out. Like one of Stephenie Meyer's vampires--if I got bitten today, this would be me, for the rest of forever. Look, it's not like I want the kid out just for my personal convenience or something. I just don't want to spend the next three months sitting in a cell in INS waiting for my child's passport to come through because I'm not allowed in my own country and can't return to the one I left. It was all supposed to work. How was I to know that the US government would change their regulations halfway through?
If one more overnight event gets sprung on me I'm going to scream. Yes, I know my kid is going to be elsewhere, but do you know how many overnight bags I've had to pack lately? My own isn't even packed. Son #1 comes home yesterday saying his class is sleeping overnight at school in tents next week. We're supposed to sign up to help with dinner and/or breakfast, setup and takedown, etc. Um, really? First I've heard of this. And I look at the calendar and realize that son #2 is going off to the Schullandheim next week (youth hostel trip--required--no parent chaperones, just teachers--on the Czech border for 5 days). What have I packed for this kid? Nothing. The kindergarten overnighter is done, luckily, and I don't think I need to be present for any more events there. The preschooler parent night was yesterday. But tomorrow is the huge music concert at the school, and with all the extra practice times for two kids in different classes, my brain is feeling a bit tweaked. I can't have the baby til that's over--they've practiced too much. And I have to say--they sound pretty good.
Don't you love it when kids are allowed to play at your house, but they aren't allowed to have friends over? I like knowing where my kids are, and knowing my kids' friends, but occasionally there are days when um, due to extenuating circumstances (large move, due with #5 any day, etc.) I was really counting on a certain time to get stuff done. And I'm a total wuss when it comes to saying, not today, since my kids themselves are done with their homework and really want to play with their friends before we leave. And the friends are nice kids, too.
Where could my 3-year-old have learned Nena's 99 Luftballoons? Like, she knows the words and was singing it yesterday. I mean, we've played it on occasion, but not lately, and it's a song from 20 years before she was even born. How come she knows this song, and yet still doesn't know when bedtime is?
I'm off to buy stuff for one of these class trips. Have a nice day, everyone!
