Carla

Pro: A nice variety of patterns, from traditional to experimental. I plan to eventually make five of these scarves.

Con: Part of almost every large photo of completed scarves is “artistically” fuzzy on the lower half. One photo is even partially obscured by reflections from the window through which it was shot! I prefer clean, crisp, and fully visible photographs in knitting books.

The narration by Samuel L. Jackson is priceless.

Not as well organized or detailed as I would have liked. Repetitive as well: a passage about eating disorders on p. 179 is repeated word-for-word on p. 194.

I had a visceral reaction to this book. I finished the last page about ten minutes ago, and I'm seated in our 80 degree sun porch, and I have the chills. I am actually cold and quivering at the skin level.

Surprisingly amusing. At times I laughed out loud.

I didn't like this addition to the series as much because Mafia stories don't truly interest me. But I have to add to that: I wanted to reach into my iPod and snatch Bosch up by his collar to pull him away from yet another seriously damaged/damaging woman. Ai yi yi!

Yes, I really did read it cover-to-cover, for Abnormal Behavior (read: diagnosis and treatment of mental illnesses) class at Lynchburg College, post-grad work.

I am a better person for having read this book, which I devoured in less than 24 hours during the work week.

I loved it, just as I loved [b:Stargirl 22232 Stargirl Jerry Spinelli http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1195088561s/22232.jpg 963221], but for one thing that got in my way:I do not like Dootsie Pringle.I think I, the reader, am supposed to like her, to be charmed by her. But she's often unpleasant, needy, pushy, and selfish. The phrase that kept coming to mind was “need machine”.

This book broke my heart...in the most enjoyable manner possible.

This book made me feel agoraphobic...in a good way. Tim Curry's narration was sublime, as usual.

I was excited to find out that this book was the first in a series, because the setting was so evocative. Then I learned that [b:The Likeness 1914973 The Likeness (Dublin Murder Squad, #2) Tana French http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1255897334s/1914973.jpg 6504351]'s protagonist is Detective Cassie Maddox. I won't be reading the sequel.I got the feeling that the audience is expected to like, no, to adore Cassie...and I didn't. It didn't help that the author kept emphasizing how small Cassie is–she shops in the boys' department for clothing, she owns the same blouse as the pre-teen victim...This insistence was distracting, to say the least. I also had a problem with how quickly she Spoilerswitched partners, turning from Rob to Sam, so quickly and so intensely. She started an affair with one partner, it was more complicated than she'd like, so she agreed to marry the other partner? Just like that?

One of the finest short-story collections I've ever read. I am a better person, in some small way, for having read it.

For this holiday season, I'm made two recipes so far–the creamy eggs, and the cinnamon French toast–and both were hits!

My version is 333 Films to Scare You to Death, but Goodreads won't allow me to add it, pointing instead to this one.

Dan Wells' gift is that he can make the reader like a sociopath. He captures the skill of creating an anti-hero, and makes it firmly his own. I cannot wait until the third installment of the John Cleaver series. I won a pre-release copy of Mr. Monster from the publisher and Goodreads, and was thrilled when I learned I won, thrilled while waiting for the book to arrive, thrilled while anticipating its read...and now thrilled to have read it. What a rush, what a ride.

Splendid. Could only be improved by the addition of a spiral binding.

The author finally admits, when the book is almost complete, that he is sympathetic to the murderer. He stops shy of this admission, actually, writing that his wife felt he was, to the point of being angry with him. This book is an apology for the murderer, and the author forgot that the murder was not a quick act of passion, but rather a planned, gruesome saga that involved living with the corpse for over two weeks, and setting up a horrid tableau in order to scar those who followed the instructions in his suicide note. Brown works so hard to exonerate, somehow, the murderer from the full guilt of his crime that the book becomes a history of the war at some points.

I had difficulty immersing myself in this book, because of the author's unnecessary name-dropping. I understand, without context, to mention that the author met Anna Freud personally, since she founded the study of child psychology. However, I see no need to add, both in-text, and in a specific endnote, that the author's wife was friends with the author [a:Flannery O'Connor 22694 Flannery O'Connor http://photo.goodreads.com/authors/1268204096p2/22694.jpg].

Two things kept me from enjoying this book. The first was that it could have used some editing. It was so long that Audible split its audiobook file into three parts, and a huge portion of the first section was concerning, not the 1918-1919 pandemic, but the history of medical education in America. The second was petty on my part, I admit, but it was slightly annoying that the author kept referring to John Hopkins University as “The Hopkins”. The nickname just seemed too informal for the context of this book.
The listening was much enhanced by the narration by Scott Brick, however.

I read it in one day, in very nearly one sitting.

Early Christmas present from Larry–now my EZ book collection is complete!

I couldn't finish this. Too many other books I desperately want to read, and too many things about this book bothered me. Errors (Gypsy Rose Lee was a burlesque dancer, not a fortune teller), oddities (the nursery rhyme about counting birds is specifically about crows, not magpies), and word overuse (I stopped at the umpteenth usage of “shivered”. It was sometimes used twice in the same paragraph, and was pulling me out of the story. Finding it over and over was like hearing an unwanted beat in my head.) I truly wanted to like this novel, and I hung on longer than I wanted to out of hope.

A little dark yet sweet.

I enjoyed this book so much that I was actually out-of-sorts when I finished it, because it was over.