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Sleeping with Books No. 10 (Special European Edition): Parisians

April 2, 2011

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It’s all Europe’s fault that I’ve neglected my blog. Work, Life, and novel editing aside, planning a Brussels-Roosendahl-Paris-London itinerary with my sister Erin—who took this shot with her hot-off-the-ship Fuji Fine Pix F550EXR—ate serious hours. Seven months later, here we are on the other side of The Pond about to close leg two, on a […]

Sleeping with Books No. 9: A Dunce Among Us

March 6, 2011

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Thanks to a certain Irishwoman and a dinner she organized at a Prospect Heights restaurant, I met an incredible librarian who fulfilled a dream of mine last Friday. For the first time in my New York life (12 and a half years), I got a tour of the main branch of the New York Public […]

Introducing the Book-Pass-Along; All Pulp Sickos Welcome

February 13, 2011

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At my advanced age, I have become incredibly selective about which books I read (not to mention sleep with). I approach them the same way I approach people, taking a bit of time to gauge their style, tone, and sensitivity. Are they just here to sit limply on a coffee table with a tight spine? […]

Sleeping with Books No. 8: Oh, Henrietta

February 9, 2011

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Apologies for the drawn-out radio silence. I’m a godforsaken lazy bastard blog keeper/editor. To the point: “Sleeping with Books” is back, with a guest contribution from Kate Sheehan, a librarian in the deadly Connecticut Contingent. As you will see, she has gorgeous, splashy, photo-ready red hair and a brain that’s bulging from behind the book. […]

Sleeping with Books No. 7: Skippy Dies (And So Do I!)

December 25, 2010

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Throughout best books 2010 deliberations at my job, two words haunted me: SKIPPY DIES. While I dove headfirst into Franzen, Skloot, and the other short-list heavyweights, librarians on Twitter were word-of-mouthing the shit out of Paul Murray’s second novel about life at a private Catholic boys’ school in Dublin, Ireland. Having read and liked Murray’s […]

Sleeping with Books No. 6: KEEF!

December 15, 2010

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I’d never been much of a Stones girl, really. The Hot Rocks compilation everyone had in college always satisfied my occasional urges for Sixties fuzz guitar and machoism. There was something special about Keith Richards’s playing and Mick Jagger’s lyrics, but at the same time, they chilled me in a way. Their obsession with American […]

Sleeping with Books No. 5 (iPad Edition)

December 8, 2010

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I’m breaking a rule of this series–pulp only. But I couldn’t resist when my friend Justin sent me this shot of his wife, Haley, and son, Finn, snoozing away, for reals, next to that ghostly glowing iPad. “Do Adorable Families Dream of Electric Jobs?” is the caption that comes to mind. As for me, I […]