Guilty Pleasures: Books I So Love to Hate

Friday, February 7, 2014

This week I thought about novels that inspired the writer within (Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier), novels whose prose wowed me (Crescent by Diana Abu Jaber), novels that I’d call nearly perfect in every way (Atonement by Ian McEwan), and novels that I love just because I love them (Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen). And even novels that I hate (The Corrections by Jonathan Franzen this means you). But what about novels I love to hate? These are the books I…


Jealousy or Admiration? The Books I Wish I’d Written

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

This week’s topic makes me think of the movie As Good As It Gets. Because when I think of the books I wish I’d written, it almost sounds like jealousy. How come I didn’t think of that? How come I haven’t written a line so good I want to carry it with me always? There’s Bel Canto by Ann Patchett. Loosely inspired by the Japanese Embassy Hostage Crisis in Lima,…


Deb Susan Reconsiders the Ending

Thursday, August 1, 2013

As I mentioned in a comment on Deb Kerry’s fantastic Monday post, I have trouble with endings, written or otherwise. When I come to the end of a novel, or anything else, I have trouble explaining things in simple ways. It’s a lifelong problem, and one I never considered all that much until this topic came around. I’d previously dismissed my trouble with endings as “overattachment” or “trouble tying up…


Deb Susan Reads the Book First

Thursday, June 27, 2013

When it comes to movies based on books, people tend to fall into one of two camps: “read the book afters” or “read the book firsts.” I’m one who reads the book first. It excites me to learn that one of my favorite books is made into a movie. I tend not to argue with directorial straying, and I rarely object when the film cannot capture the story in its…


Deb Dana Has a Surprise Announcement

Last week, when I saw the topic for this week’s post, I thought, “UGH. A secret I can share? Do I have any of those?” And then I got a call from my agent on Thursday. What was this call about, you ask? Well, I can’t tell you quite yet, making it the perfect topic for this post. But suffice it to say, our conversation involved books. Specifically, books written…

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

In Which Winnie the Pooh and Eeyore Pay Deb Kerry a Visit

I asked AA Milne and Winnie the Pooh to introduce this week’s topic and they kindly agreed, in exchange for just a little lick of honey, which I fortunately had on hand.   “Handsome bell-rope, isn’t it?” said Owl. Pooh nodded. “It  reminds  me  of  something,” he said, “but I can’t think what. Where did you get it?” “I just came across it in the Forest.  It  was  hanging over …

Monday, December 3, 2012

Deb Joanne’s Not Proud, but maybe a little Prejudiced

This is going to be embarrassing. Let me start by saying I’m not one to pretend I enjoyed a book when I didn’t. It’s more my style to sit back and say nothing, or maybe divert attention away from my dislike (or, more likely: indifference), by saying I liked something else better. Like when people gush about Harry Potter, I say that I really enjoyed C.S. Lewis’s Chronicles of Narnia…

Monday, February 6, 2012

No Thanks, Deb Eleanor’s Waiting for the Book

I’m so torn about the process of turning books into movies. As a former teacher, movies of books were both a blessing and a curse. A blessing because the films sometimes held interesting interpretations of the books, or really brought the characters to life in a way that resonated with how we had seen them as we read. They were a treasure trove of conversation points as we compared the…

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Deb Sarah’s Life-Changing Books

There have been many, many books that have had a huge impact on me over the years, but I’m going to focus on my early years–since this is the time that I both decided that a.) I loved reading, and b.) that I wanted to be a writer. I have a tendency to want to self-edit this list, to only share certain titles and leave the others out, but I’m…

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Deb Elise Refutes Benjaminicus

The worst advice I ever got was never to get a puppy, and never get a dog around Christmas. This advice was from my husband.  I ignored it, and on Christmas Eve nine years ago, my husband and I brought home nine-month-old Riley, our first-born.  You can see him in yesterday’s News Flash. As for bad career advice, the worst I ever got was well-meaning, but wrong.  The giver was…

Monday, September 27, 2010