Mini Review: The Tales of Beedle the Bard by J.K. Rowling

The Tales of Beedle the Bard by J.K. RowlingPublisher:  Bloomsbury
Publication Date:  December 4th, 2008
Source:  Hardcover and straight from the friendly neighborhood bookstore!*

 What it's about:

     "The Tales of Beedle the Bard, a Wizarding classic, first came to Muggle readers’ attention in the book known as Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Now, thanks to Hermione Granger’s new translation from the ancient runes, we present this stunning edition with an introduction, notes, and illustrations by J. K. Rowling, and extensive commentary by Albus Dumbledore.

     Never before have Muggles been privy to these richly imaginative tales: “The Wizard and the Hopping Pot,” “The Fountain of Fair Fortune,” “The Warlock’s Hairy Heart,” “Babbitty Rabbitty and Her Cackling Stump,” and of course, “The Tale of the Three Brothers.” But not only are they the equal of fairy tales we now know and love, reading them gives new insight into the world of Harry Potter."  (Goodreads)

 The Good:  Hey, it's J.K. Rowling.  What's not to love?  But to be serious for a moment, she does write fairytales in a believable, HCA and Brothers Grimm style.  It has a fresh quality to it, even though it goes through timeless morals (at least, let's hope those morals are timeless by the time jetpacks are invented). 

Girl's got skillz.
  
The Bad:  Nothing I could see.

The Ugly:  Nope.  Nada.  Unless you're totally into creating horcruxes.  It's bad for you.

 Summation:  ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐


    Now, to business.  I have plans for this blog, including giveaways and a special award that involves cats and charities. 

    But.

    I NEED your FEEDBACK.  Leave suggestions for books (maybe I'll make some polls), or talk about what YOU liked about one of the books reviewed on here.  And if we all play our cards right, the book fairy will make appearances.

    Cool beans? 

     Just picture a plate of buttered green beans and give a digital thumbs up.

     Ya did good.  Byeeeeeeeeeeee.**







*Actually, not so much.  The prices are NOT friendly.
**Random note: currently listening to the My Favorite Murder podcast.  Aside from pottymouths, two ladies tastefully talk about true crime and chick stuff.  Give it an ear.

Review: Odd and the Frost Giants by Neil Gaiman

    Odd and the Frost Giants by Neil Gaiman
    Publisher:  HarperCollins
    Publication Date:  September 22nd, 2009
    Source:  Kindle book
   

New Mouth, New Rules

    So.

    (I like starting out stories with that word, because that's how some translations of Beowulf start out.)

    So.  I realized several things:

    1.  I have a BA in English, and my house is Ravenclaw, so why am I not reviewing books?  This blog is the answer.

    2.  I work in a book warehouse.  A.  Book.  Warehouse.  Do you have any idea how long it occurred to me to stop wangsting about my low-brow job and realize I see different books everyday?  That I could review????  Someone smack me, please.

     3.  I gotta write.  I was trained to write.  And everything keeps coming anew.  Like the Eleventh Doctor said in the Eleventh Hour: new mouth, new rules.  And honey, do I have a sassy voice.  Can't keep it to Facebook.  Amen?

      4.  A blog is a project.  And I loooooooooooooooove projects.

    So.  First review comes up within two hours.  And my squirrely mind is coming up with all sorts of delights and treats for everyone.  Stay Tuned!

Book Reviews!

That's right!  In honor of Shakespeare and world book day and Emma Watson, I'm going to be posting reviews of my favorite (and maybe not-so-favorite) books.  Deets to come, with some fun!

New Year - New Challenges

It's the New Year!

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      I am trying to write while my near-25 pound-cat Alfred has draped himself over my lap.  (It is not fun to have that much weight stand on your thigh, believe me!)  There are so many things to do for the New Year.  I have a crap-ton of books to read, and I may review one or two.  It's pretty nice, because I'm working at Penguin-Random House, and thus am able to see all the new and interesting books that are being shipped out to the country and Canada.  These will include graphic novels, because there's no sense in boys having all the fun in reviewing such.  

      It's the usual time for making resolutions, only one of which I have accomplished from last year (getting a job).  I try to take it easy, because thinking you can change all by yourself is just as bad as thinking you don't need to change (just sayin').  But one resolution that I hope to do better with this year is to stop saying "sorry."

      Alfred just gave me an annoyed look - I stopped petting him. 

      I say sorry to the point that I've joked to others that I should have been Canadian (apologies to those fine consumers of bacon and maple syrup).  I say sorry if I fear someone's mad at me.  I say sorry with my actions when I'm trying to please people in the hopes that they like me.  While I've always been very self-conscious of my errors (having tattled on myself countless times when I was a kid), there's the typical OCD, and then there's the legalism.  Sovereign Grace Ministries lied to me, telling me, "Yes, God saved you, but you're a horrible, wretched sinner who needs Him everyday and must know x amount of Bible verses and constantly strive to do better."  That basically, I put Christ on the cross, and that I need to make it up to Him however and whenever I can.

      And I can't do that!

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      I struggle to not feel bad over every mistake or flaw I make.  And yet, I echo the cry of one SGM survivor: I'm a saint, not a sinner!  (Ettinger)  

     So, for this year, I am trying to branch out in theology and life.  I've traded John Piper for Jen Hatmaker; Mahaney for Miller (Donald, not the beer - although that would be an interesting title for a book); and Sovereign "Grace" for sovereign love.  I don't claim to know everything, nor do I agree with everything expressed by everyone on the evangelical spectrum (I'm looking at you, Rachel Held Evans).  I'm just trying to make my heart a better place (with apologies to Daredevil).  

 

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     And that starts with reading the book, For the Love: Fighting for Grace in a World of Impossible Standards.

 Works Cited:

Ettinger, Hannah.  "Growing Up in SGM."  Rachel Held Evans.  Dan Evans.  June 27, 2013.

Something I wrote on International Women's Day:

If I had any relationship to 21st century feminism, it would be a very awkward one. If people insist that you're a feminist if you support women, then I would be a very bad, very awkward one.
Feminism used to be about equality and fair treatment, but today's feminism just seems constrictive and judgmental. I'm pro life, I'm against homosexuality and co.; and I'd love more than anything to have platonic coffee talk sessions with the opposite gender. I just don't fit anywhere in today's feminism, and I don't think they'd like to make room for me.
I don't mind that much, though. I think when you see any one earthly thing (such as men) as the cause for all the world's problems, it can make you sink into a dark, painful place. You become bitter, because it's like fixing a leak in a pipe that gushing water.
Men are not the problem. Nor are women. Sin is the problem, and if we operated more by Jesus' love and sacrifice, and our love for him, there would be a lot less crankiness and fighting and hurt feelings. At least in my corner of the house.

Happy Easter

"Who's done it?" cried Susan. "What does it mean? Is it more magic?"
"Yes!" said a great voice from behind their backs. "It is more magic." They looked round. There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.