I finally finished the Crazy Rich Asians trilogy today. Getting all three books on audiobook was an arduous journey of waiting for the books to be available on Libby/Overdrive. They showed up out of order, and I now know that I can just put the request on hold. I did not realize that, so I tried to listen to the books out of order, then landed at the end of the list again when I failed. I try not to read books in a series one after the other, preferring to put a different book by a different author in between to cleanse my palate. It also keeps me from splitting hairs on details the author may have spaced on in the (sometimes) decades between writing the books.
The new work book, which is also the commute book until my hold comes in at the library, is Carol Burnett's This Time Together, which is a string of anecdotes inspired by a lecture tour of questions from the audience. So far, I've learned of the legend of the orange audition dress, the story of how Hitchcock lost her a job, and how much she embarrassed herself upon meeting James Stewart. It's wonderful.
At bedtime, I've been reading Something Wonderful, a biography of Rodgers and Hammerstein. It's strange to realize that I know so much about the shows and yet so little of the gentlemen behind them. I'm only a chapter or so in, and I may have to buy this one to avoid late fines from the library.
I'm gathering ideas for kid appropriate books for the summer day camp commute coming up. Kiddo is joining me again this summer, and is actually in one of my classes, which makes me nervous. The Anne of Green Gables books were hits, so we might finish out that series, as well as perhaps the Little House books, since we're at the best age for those (9), but I'm open to suggestions if you have any. Travel back and forth to Larkspur is one hour or so in the morning and an hour and a half or so in the afternoon, so we can push through a pretty big book.
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9 years old is probably old enough for The Hobbit. Also check out the Redwall books. Those are OK out of order. Also Island of the Blue Dolphins, Patty Reed’s Doll and Witch of Blackbird Pond. Maybe Wizard of Oz books...
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