What makes a bookworm

How does one become a bookworm? This is my story.

The first books I remember being read, are the Miffy books. We had several of them and my mom knew them by heart and would tell them while cooking and doing the dishes. My siblings and I would sit at the kitchen table and got to turn the pages ourselves when she told us to.
Then: Nobody’s Boy (more recently translated as Alone in the World) by Hector Malot.
I was seven and remember it so vividly. It was the first time a story broke my heart. We were all bawling. Because of the story itself but also because our mom told it so beautifully (which, she likes to remind us, we complimented her about in-between sobs).
It was that experience that made me realize there was magic to be found in books. The trip to the library became a weekly delight.
Roald Dahl, Enid Blyton, Astrid Lindgren, Thea Beckman.
Donald Duck, Tintin, Asterix, Lucky Luke and Michel Vaillant comic books.
I still re-read them every now and then because they were so good.

I wasn’t a bookworm in the sense that I was only ever reading: none of my friends were big readers so we never read on playdates or sleepovers, and we never talked about what we read. Instead, we ran around outside, played games, and hosted dance shows.
I was also busy with sports and music lessons, and as soon as I was allowed to, had a paper route that took up a lot of time.
Reading was limited to the backseat of the car during summer vacations, and in bed.
I read way past my bedtime. Whenever my mom spotted the light on late despite earlier warnings, she would come in and unscrew the lightbulb, forcing me to stop.
Then, in school, the best thing ever happened: reading! For homework! Exams about books!
While my classmates moaned and dragged their feet, I happily skipped to the library to pick up George Orwell, Daphne du Maurier and Charlotte Bronte.
Getting to discuss these; thinking about structure, symbolism and language. I loved every minute of it.
During college I kept on reading, putting aside study books and using novels as a reward / distraction / palate cleanser.
Freshly graduated I went to live in Ireland, where I didn’t have a library card but discovered second-hand bookshops to feed my need to read within budget.
Being stuck on busses during rush hour in Dublin, got me into the habit of always carrying a book in my bag. Commuting turned into reading time.
Moving back to the NL, I remained a book-buyer until I ran out of space and money.
(Buying books is an expensive hobby which is why 95% of my collection is paperback.)
So, I became a library card owner once again and have since enjoyed the heck out of that, all the more so, since two years ago a library branch opened about 500 steps from my front door. Good times.
I try to limit my book buying to vacations (I don’t want to risk losing a library book while travelling!) or special occasions (a Christmas present to myself!), and that’s helped a lot. One year I managed not to buy any books at all.
I was so proud of my restraint, that I rewarded myself with a trip to my favourite bookshop…

I still always carry a book with me wherever I go. And if a book is almost finished, I make sure to bring a backup.
I still tend to read past my bedtime.
I love talking about books so much, I’m even writing about it.
I now have a lot of reader-friends to discuss and exchange books with.

Am I a bookworm or did books worm their way into my heart? I think the latter caused the former.
Books should come with a warning sticker. Highly addictive. Will open your eyes and your mind and might break your heart.

Reading challenge 2023 – No. 8

No. 8 – A book with a one-word title

Booth / Karen Joy Fowler

The family history of John Wilkes Booth. The name doesn’t necessarily ring bells for many people in the NL, which I’m guessing is why the publisher made sure to add a blurb on the cover that mentions him as Lincoln’s killer.

The book caught my eye a while ago thanks to its gorgeous cover, but I feared it would be a difficult read.
Then recently, I passed the book in the library again and picked it up after all. And I’m glad I did, because it was an easier read than I had anticipated and I learned a lot.

Booth / Karen Joy Fowler

Aside: I read in both English and Dutch, depending on availability / price of a book. I read Booth in Dutch; the title wasn’t changed in translation.

The family history is told from the perspective of Booth’s siblings and is fiction based on facts.
Every now and then Lincoln’s story seeps through as well, interwoven to remind the reader where he stood at the same time: there are quotes from letters and speeches, and passages telling about his personal life.
The Booth family history is dramatic with infant deaths, bigamy, money problems and alcohol abuse.
What makes them stand out from the average family at the time though, is the fact that they are famous and a lot gets written about them in newspapers.
Their father is an actor and all the children can recite Shakespeare. They all play-act in their younger years although it is only the boys that are allowed to dream of, and eventually chase, acting careers themselves.
The family income is depending on the jobs the acting members of the family can get, and good times are inevitably followed by bad times.
The siblings have very different personalities which causes tension and difficulties, but they do (almost) all stick together throughout the years.
The chapters are told from their different perspectives, although some siblings have a bigger, clearer, voice than others. The author explains in her notes, that this is due to the simple fact that some had more known about them.

The topics of politics and slavery are an aside to the story, they’re something that happens in the background, and doesn’t seem to be of much interest to the family. It must have been all the more shocking to have their son and brother do what he did.

I’m guessing this book would read differently if you are American or know more about the American Civil War. For me, a lot of it was new information (the treaties, politicians involved and incidents that preluded the war), but this is because my knowledge of John Wilkes Booth comes mostly from the tv show Timeless (loved that show) where they had an episode about Lincoln’s murder.

Bitch & Moan

Friends and I were talking about pet peeves recently and we decided to write ours down, rationalizing that visualizing things, would make them less important/annoying/a Thing. (I think that’s what it was: it happened in a bar and we’d had a drink or two by this point.)
As we started to write on the backs of our coasters, we landed on a big discussion on what is the difference between a pet peeve and an annoyance. So, I called my list what it truly is: Bitch & Moan (would also make an excellent stage name for a duo).
On my list:

  • Ordering a book online and having it delivered with a different cover than the web shop had pictured. (We’re not supposed to judge books by their covers, but is there anything worse than the cover of the movie adaptation?)
  • Wrongful use of literally. I wish I wasn’t one of these people, but honestly, hearing it used the wrong way, hits my ears like nails on a chalkboard.
  • People making (video) calls on speaker phone. Whyyyy.
  • People checking their phone while we’re talking. So rude.
  • Men ordering my food or drink. I’m not a child. I can make my own decisions.
    (this only happened once, but it was one time too many and immediately earned itself a spot on this list)
  • People being snobs. Whatever it’s about. Don’t act like a d*ck.
  • People being fake. Just, no.
  • Guilty pleasures. Why should we feel ashamed of something we enjoy? I don’t care to admit that I enjoy romance novels, eating ice cream and listening to 90’s boybands.

Anybody else have a list? Does writing things down actually make them less annoying?

Reading challenge 2023 – No. 25

No. 25 – A book set in a country I’ve visited

The Librarian Spy / Madeline Martin
isbn 978-1-335-42691-8

In all honesty, this book was mainly purchased based on the title.
Finally, I thought, someone realized that the perfect spies are hidden in plain sight: librarians.
As a species, we generally know a lot of stuff because either we’ve read about it, or questions from patrons had us perform deep-dives into subjects. The job has us improvising basically all the time, and we’re great judges of character thanks to the sixth sense that tells us which patron or supplier is going to be trouble.
And, of course, we can sneak around quietly.

Why the book matches the challenge: it’s set in Portugal and France and I’ve been to both, so it’s kind of a two-for-one.
For some reason the Portugal part stands out more in my memory, and that’s nothing to do with the story, but mostly because I couldn’t remember reading a book that’s set in Portugal ever before. Books set in France, I’ve read a lot of those, making that country/setting stand out less.
Onto the story.

Ava works at the Library of Congress and gets recruited by the US military for a mission that involves gathering intelligence abroad. She’s brought to Lisbon, Portugal.
Lisbon is well-described as a hub for refugees and intelligence alike: a hotbed for intrigue.
Arriving from a safe and relatively quiet United States, Ava is appalled at the sight of the many refugees that have gathered in Lisbon, their living circumstances and the stress they experience, trying to secure passage to safer locations.
She’s also shocked to find out that in a neutral country, there’s no rationing and everything from food to clothes and makeup, is available as long as you have the money to buy: people who can afford it, party, eat and drink without holding back.
Only hours into her first day in Lisbon, Ava is swept up in the intelligence game and finds herself starting to get paranoid about everything and everyone.
Lisbon had not just Americans and Brits stationed, but the Germans were there as well and the Portuguese had their own secret police in the mix.
Nobody is who they seem and everybody is playing games: Ava’s confusion and paranoia is perfectly understandable.
Despite all that, she’s slightly disappointed when her bosses don’t want to utilize her full skillset and only have her gather and photograph international newspapers and journals.
So, she does what any librarian does when they are told “no”, and does it anyway. She starts to read the materials while she processes them. One of the papers she reads, is an illegal paper printed by the French resistance.
One of the women risking all to deliver the papers to readers in occopied territory, is Elaine, in Lyon.
Elaine joined the resistance after she learns her husband, who has been arrested, was part of a resistance group without telling her. She soon is all in and after starting out as a delivery girl, she moves onto printing.
Papers didn’t just print news, but they printed contact ads in code, so the resistance could communicate with allies outside of the country.
When Elaine stumbles onto a woman and child who are desperate to flee France for Portugal, and the US from there, she hides them and creates a code, asking for help.
It is Ava who spots and unscrambles the message, but she has difficulty navigating the red tape in Lisbon and has trouble getting a rescue mission going.

The story navigates easily between Lisbon and Lyon, free world versus occupied territory.
One woman enters the war eager to make a difference, the other is hesitant at first. Both remain true to themselves and refuse to give up when the going gets tougher than it already was.

I don’t know why, but I’d never read a book that is set in Portugal before.
I also hadn’t been to Portugal until earlier this year, when I fled the cold and grey weather of a typical Dutch winter, and got to enjoy the sun and warm air of the Algarve, in the south of Portugal, for a week (total bliss).
The Portuguese edition of The Librarian Spy featured in a lot of shop windows and I recognized the cover and realized that this very book was part of my to-be-read pile at home.
I started reading as soon as I got back.

There are many novels about women in the resistance and women in intelligence during World War II, and I’ve read a lot of them.
Most are okay, some are good, and a few are exceptional. I would qualify this one in the middle category, mostly because it’s different from the others in that it (partially) takes place in a neutral country and it has a librarian in it.

Reading tips about Portugal, librarians in wars, and women in intelligence are welcome!

The Librarian Spy / Madeline Martin
isbn 978-1-335-42691-8

Reading challenge

It’s been a while since I did a reading challenge (pandemic times were challenging enough on their own) but I felt stuck in a reading rut recently and decided that the way out of it might be a new challenge. So, I found myself a new list and sure enough, have been able to strike off two items already. Examples of reading challenges can be found on library websites and Pinterest among other places: they come in all shapes and forms, so if you want to give it a go yourself, go ahead and explore!
I’ll keep track of my list on this very platform and will let you know how I get on.

Reading challenge 2023

  1. A book with a color in the title
  2. An award-winning book
  3. A book based on a true story
  4. A book with a city in the title
  5. A book with a person’s name in the title
  6. A book that was made into a movie
  7. A book that is at least a 100 years old
  8. A book with a one-word title
  9. A book with an item of clothing or accessory on the cover
  10. A retelling of a classic
  11. A book bought at a thrift store
  12. A book about travel
  13. A banned book
  14. A western
  15. A book with food in the title
  16. A classic
  17. A recommendation
  18. A book with snow on the cover
  19. A trilogy
  20. A book that prominently features an animal
  21. A book with a flower on the cover
  22. A book with more than 500 pages
  23. A book with an ugly cover
  24. A sports related book
  25. A book set in a country I’ve visited

Fresh start

A fresh start. We need them every now and then. Where it comes to life, careers, reading or blogging.
The many times I’ve put a book down because it simply wasn’t the right time for it and then weeks, months or even years later, picking it up again and promptly finishing it within hours or days.
Timing is everything.
So, I’m reopening the blog. Blank page. Fresh start. Welcome back.