<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:40:19.666-05:00</updated><category term='Twitter'/><category term='Tripping Through Life'/><category term='Lines I Like'/><category term='For the Wee Reader'/><category term='20 Writerly Questions'/><category term='Audiophile'/><category term='Meme'/><category term='Bookalicious'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Healthy Goodness'/><category term='Shout Out'/><category term='In the News'/><category term='Random Thoughts'/><category term='Marketing'/><category term='Recipe'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='Script Frenzy'/><category term='Challenges'/><title type='text'>Literalicious</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-8077975809295043248</id><published>2010-06-08T19:50:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T20:09:43.696-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For the Wee Reader'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>Have You Ever Seen a Bear in Tighty Whiteys?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7bBP6h5HI/AAAAAAAAAY8/R5x5bIUOO_8/s1600/9781609050160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 198px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480558611054847090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7bBP6h5HI/AAAAAAAAAY8/R5x5bIUOO_8/s200/9781609050160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to the super sweet Dan over at &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/raincoastbooks"&gt;Raincoast Books&lt;/a&gt; for brightening my day with a copy of &lt;a href="http://services.raincoast.com/scripts/b2b.wsc/featured?hh_isbn=9781609050160&amp;amp;ht_orig_from=raincoast"&gt;Bear in Underwear&lt;/a&gt; by Todd Harris Goldman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This very silly (and totally my style) book follows Bear and his wilderness pals as they frolick and play in the woods. When Bear stumbles upon a backpack, they discover a veritable smorgasboard of fun with a variety of undies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Large and small, dorky and dirty, bear tries them all until he finds the perfect fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Littlelicious is still a little too young to appreciate the full humor of the book (he doesn't even know what underwear is!), he had a good ole time repeating the names of the animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll keep it on the shelf for the upcoming years, but you bet I will be giggling my way through it repeatedly until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and did I mention the touch 'n feel tighty whiteys that Bear is sporting on the cover? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*teehee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-8077975809295043248?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8077975809295043248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=8077975809295043248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/8077975809295043248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/8077975809295043248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2010/06/have-you-ever-seen-bear-in-tighty.html' title='Have You Ever Seen a Bear in Tighty Whiteys?'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7bBP6h5HI/AAAAAAAAAY8/R5x5bIUOO_8/s72-c/9781609050160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-426136396029514713</id><published>2010-06-07T21:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:47:55.129-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>Tweetle Dee Dee</title><content type='html'>Don't you just love those miraculous little Twitter apps that can analyze you down to your undies in about 20 seconds? Here's the lasted I've found, thx to &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/unmarketing"&gt;@Unmarketing&lt;/a&gt;. It's called a "Wordle" and it tells you what I tweet most frequently. Hmm...I think I see a pattern here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA2fTxAKlSI/AAAAAAAAAYs/bCSdVILxw_s/s1600/twitterwordle.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480211483500123426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA2fTxAKlSI/AAAAAAAAAYs/bCSdVILxw_s/s400/twitterwordle.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you want to make your own Wordle, follow the yellow brick road:&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to &lt;a href="http://tweetstats.com/"&gt;TweetStats&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Analyze your account.&lt;br /&gt;3. Click on "Tweet Cloud" at the top of the page.&lt;br /&gt;4. Down at the bottom right, it says "Don't like the TweetCloud? Well then, go make a Wordle!" Click on the "no @'s" so it doesn't include usernames.&lt;br /&gt;5. Customize, save, post, and let me know what your top 5 words are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - for the life of me, I can't remember when I tweeted about chicken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-426136396029514713?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/426136396029514713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=426136396029514713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/426136396029514713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/426136396029514713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2010/06/tweetle-dee-dee.html' title='Tweetle Dee Dee'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA2fTxAKlSI/AAAAAAAAAYs/bCSdVILxw_s/s72-c/twitterwordle.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-965849524527934565</id><published>2010-02-04T15:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T15:49:32.811-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>10 Steamy Reads for Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Whether you’re looking for guidance to rekindle a romance between the sheets, or if you can’t resist a sweeping love story, grab the nearest bag of chocolates and dive into these steamy reads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780767932448&amp;amp;ref=externallink_VD_SteamyReads"&gt;A Little Bit Kinky&lt;/a&gt; by Dr. Natasha Valdez&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S2sydf9yB6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/NDr-hPyB1qM/s1600-h/Valentines+Day+-+Little+Bit+Kinky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S2sydf9yB6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/NDr-hPyB1qM/s200/Valentines+Day+-+Little+Bit+Kinky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434492857730860962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Natasha comes to the rescue by helping you both get in touch with your kinky side – with instructions that are as simple as they are sizzling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307337962&amp;amp;ref=externallink_VD_SteamyReads"&gt;Cosmic Coupling&lt;/a&gt; by Starsky and Cox&lt;br /&gt;A fun, fast-paced exploration of every ¬possible relationship between star signs, both straight and gay, from the authors’ unique sextrological perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780676976335&amp;amp;ref=externallink_VD_SteamyReads"&gt;The Time Traveller’s Wife&lt;/a&gt; by Audrey Niffenegger&lt;br /&gt;Audrey Niffenegger's innovative debut depicts the effects of time travel on Henry and Clare's marriage and their passionate love for each other, as the story unfolds from both points of view. Clare and Henry attempt to live normal lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385666107&amp;amp;ref=externallink_VD_SteamyReads"&gt;An Echo in the Bone&lt;/a&gt; by Diana Gabaldon&lt;br /&gt;Readers have been waiting with bated breath for the seventh volume in bestselling author Diana Gabaldon’s epic Outlander saga — a masterpiece of historical fiction featuring Jamie and Claire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780767926065&amp;amp;ref=externallink_VD_SteamyReads"&gt;The Sexually Confident Wife&lt;/a&gt; by Shannon Ethridge&lt;br /&gt;Maximize the sexual and emotional potential in your marriage! With down-to-earth wisdom based on the experiences of the thousands of women she’s counseled, Shannon Ethridge shows women how to create the healthy, exhilarating sex lives they (and their husbands) desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780739328057&amp;amp;ref=externallink_VD_SteamyReads"&gt;Love in the Time of Cholera&lt;/a&gt; by Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;With humorous sagacity and consummate craft, García Márquez traces an exceptional half-century story of unrequited love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307587787&amp;amp;ref=externallink_VD_SteamyReads"&gt;The Joy of Sex&lt;/a&gt; by Alex Comfort&lt;br /&gt;Famous for helping couples discover how sex can be playful, erotic, passionate, exhilarating, and most of all, pleasurable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307356789&amp;amp;ref=externallink_VD_SteamyReads"&gt;The G&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S2sysyKoobI/AAAAAAAAAYU/-ls2qdv_60w/s1600-h/Valentines+Day+-+The+Gargoyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S2sysyKoobI/AAAAAAAAAYU/-ls2qdv_60w/s200/Valentines+Day+-+The+Gargoyle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434493120314646962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307356789&amp;amp;ref=externallink_VD_SteamyReads"&gt;argoyle&lt;/a&gt; by Andrew Davidson&lt;br /&gt;An extraordinary debut novel of love that survives the fires of hell and transcends the boundaries of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385663410&amp;amp;ref=externallink_VD_SteamyReads"&gt;The End of the Alphabet&lt;/a&gt; by C.S. Richardson&lt;br /&gt;In the tradition of romantic legend and fable, The End of the Alphabet is a lovingly rendered, richly nuanced treatise on the nature of true and enduring love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307591593&amp;amp;ref=externallink_VD_SteamyReads"&gt;Why Men Want Sex and Women Need Love&lt;/a&gt; by Allan and Barbara Pease&lt;br /&gt;Will men and women ever see eye-to-eye about love and sex? This saucy guide reveals the top five things women want from men, what turns us on – and off, and what to do when the chemistry is wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-965849524527934565?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/965849524527934565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=965849524527934565&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/965849524527934565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/965849524527934565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/10-steamy-reads-for-valentines-day.html' title='10 Steamy Reads for Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S2sydf9yB6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/NDr-hPyB1qM/s72-c/Valentines+Day+-+Little+Bit+Kinky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-6955033898577411604</id><published>2010-02-03T20:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T20:00:49.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Social Wizard of Oz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;    &lt;div&gt;Blogger, and Facebook, and Twitter, oh my!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p /&gt; &lt;div&gt;How does a person handle shooting content to all the must-be places online? I'm a busy chick. Family, career, and so very little time left for myself!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Happy to have found Posterous...if it can add even 2 minutes to my productive day, it will remain my friend.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://literalicious.posterous.com/the-social-wizard-of-oz"&gt;literalicious's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-6955033898577411604?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6955033898577411604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=6955033898577411604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6955033898577411604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6955033898577411604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/social-wizard-of-oz.html' title='The Social Wizard of Oz'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-235521768349712227</id><published>2010-02-02T19:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:58:57.028-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tripping Through Life'/><title type='text'>Top 10 Things for a Busy Day Off</title><content type='html'>Is it sad that I can't really remember what it feels like to take a real vacation day? Yeah, I had the week off during the holidays, but so did everybody and their brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have a vacation day (the first of FIVE by the end of March!), and I'm not really sure what to do with myself. Well, not true I guess...I have a list of stuff to tackle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take the car in for maintenance. (Pretty happy I chose a Honda these days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. While I wait for said car, start reading 1 of the 3 books from the Fall 2010 list that I downloaded to my eReader (ahh Sony, how I love taking 20 books with me everywhere I go).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Drink a tall vanilla bean latte (skim, no foam), and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt; while it's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Make an appearance at the gym. (Who art thou, stranger?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Post-workout, see if the Superstore has any whole fryer chickens left that are on sale because frankly, we make a darn good chicken noodle soup at our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Glance at Blackberry email to see what I'm missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Take a long hot bubble bath and catch up on the latest issues of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chatelaine &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Health&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Pop into the library to find a good book on potty training. Yeah, we're creeping up on that stage already. :-\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Cook something delicious for dinner (but not chicken noodle soup because there's already a batch in the fridge!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Figure out what in the heck I should do on my next day off. (Maybe, nothing!? Because after all...LEISURE RULES!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XzPTLVgDfGQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XzPTLVgDfGQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-235521768349712227?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/235521768349712227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=235521768349712227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/235521768349712227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/235521768349712227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/top-10-things-for-busy-day-off.html' title='Top 10 Things for a Busy Day Off'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-3556047097407810611</id><published>2010-01-29T14:07:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T14:22:27.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>The Spice Necklace: Mango Chow Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S2Mzlq7ntfI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Vh8YUi9Yyhg/s1600-h/Spice+Necklace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S2Mzlq7ntfI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Vh8YUi9Yyhg/s200/Spice+Necklace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432242297811482098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;While it seems somewhat ill-timed  that a book about sailing through the Caribbean be promoted during the horrific  aftermath of the earthquake in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Haiti&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, I can honestly tell you that  &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385663366&amp;amp;ref=externalllink_literalicious_SpiceNecklace"&gt;The Spice Necklace&lt;/a&gt; will bring  people a warm-hearted picture of the land and people of the area. The  descriptions of Ann’s travels, the people, and the foods she encounters are  simply astounding, and will make readers want to plan their own &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/st1:place&gt; adventure.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I think you will love this recipe from the book,  and I hope that you’ll take a peek at the author’s website at &lt;a href="http://www.spicenecklace.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;SpiceNecklace.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Check out her  photo galleries – they’re stunning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Meandering from island to island by sailboat, Ann Vanderhoof takes readers along as she gathers nutmeg in Grenada, hunts crabs and freshwater crayfish in the mountains of Dominica, and obsesses about oregano-eating goats in the Dominican Republic. Along the way, she is befriended by a collection of unforgettable island characters who share with her their own delicious recipes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mango chow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;by Ann Vanderhoof, author of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;The Spice Necklace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;This is probably the all-time favorite snack on Receta. It’s quick to make, requires only five ingredients, and can be adapted to whatever fruit is in season. The recipe is meant to be only a general guideline: “Make it to your taste,” the Trinis say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2 unripe or half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S2Mz0iiteyI/AAAAAAAAAX4/YUhO9kTJZMc/s1600-h/Spice+Necklace+-+Mango+Chow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S2Mz0iiteyI/AAAAAAAAAX4/YUhO9kTJZMc/s200/Spice+Necklace+-+Mango+Chow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432242553257556770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-ripe mangoes, peeled and sliced (see Tips, below)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¼ cup finely chopped chadon beni or cilantro            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¼ to ½  Scotch bonnet or other finely chopped hot pepper (preferably red, for color)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2 tsp coarse kosher or sea salt                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;½  lime                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. Place mangoes in a serving bowl. Add some of each of the remaining ingredients and toss well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. Taste and adjust balance of hot/tart/salty/sweet by adding more of the ingredients as you please. Serve with toothpicks to accompany drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Makes 4 to 6 snack-size servings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Tips:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;• While an authentic Trini chow uses completely unripe fruit, we like it with just a hint of sweetness and use mangoes that are about half ripe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;• Try the same technique with cucumbers, wedges of mandarin orange (the Trinis use a similar fruit called “portugals” in season), pomme cytheres (also called golden apples) or any half-ripe crisp fruit such as pineapple, guavas, or even unripe peaches or tart green apples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;Excerpted from The Spice Necklace by Ann Vanderhoof Copyright © 2009 by Ann Vanderhoof. Excerpted by permission of Doubleday Canada, a division of Random House of Canada Limited. All rights reserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;Photo © Steve Manley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-3556047097407810611?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3556047097407810611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=3556047097407810611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3556047097407810611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3556047097407810611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/spice-necklace-mango-chow-recipe.html' title='The Spice Necklace: Mango Chow Recipe'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S2Mzlq7ntfI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Vh8YUi9Yyhg/s72-c/Spice+Necklace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-8301420322773096168</id><published>2010-01-27T14:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T14:50:14.555-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>And You're Rushing Headlong</title><content type='html'>I haven't done a meme in a long time, but this one was too fun to pass up. And it weirdly turned out interesting instead of just totally mismatched lines. (Well, mostly.) Wanna try it too? Let me know when you post your results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Put your music player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty-one songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-second song is the title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And You’re Rushing Headlong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash! Aaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, ohhh, Agnus. Agnus Dei.&lt;br /&gt;Hey old friend, let’s look back,&lt;br /&gt;Dear Celie, oh I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we say goodbye I die a little.&lt;br /&gt;Hey sister, whatcha gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;A hand above the water, an angel reaching for the sky;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get to thinking I was back in the old days long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m bored, sittin’ in the corner&lt;br /&gt;Wake up in the morning with a head like “What ya done?”&lt;br /&gt;I’d sit alone and watch your light:&lt;br /&gt;Another constellation dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can go out dancing;&lt;br /&gt;Sun follows rain.&lt;br /&gt;I’m undecided about you again;&lt;br /&gt;Gotcha!&lt;br /&gt;The nickel dropped when I was on my way beyond the rubicon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve walks warily down the street.&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear that playin’?&lt;br /&gt;It’s getting late, have you seen my mates?&lt;br /&gt;Been workin so hard, I’m punchin’ my card.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-8301420322773096168?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8301420322773096168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=8301420322773096168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/8301420322773096168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/8301420322773096168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-youre-rushing-headlong.html' title='And You&apos;re Rushing Headlong'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-6604279264199727668</id><published>2010-01-26T08:56:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T09:14:55.217-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20 Writerly Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>20 Writerly Questions for Beth Powning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307397102&amp;amp;ref=externallink_literalicious_SeaCaptainsWife"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sea Captain's Wife&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;is a book I've been talking about to anyone and everyone for the last nine months or so since I've read it. It's wonderfully written, and utterly engaging. I could go on and on, but you'd do better to take a peek at the more eloquently written reviews in &lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/books/review-the-sea-captains-wife-by-beth-powning/article1440276/"&gt;The Globe and Mail&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://network.nationalpost.com/np/blogs/afterword/archive/2010/01/23/book-review-the-sea-captain-s-wife-by-beth-powning.aspx"&gt;The National Post&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.winnipegfreepress.com/entertainment/books/pownings-signature-style-weaves-exciting-story-of-obligation-devotion-81861667.html"&gt;Winnipeg Free Press&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://www.quillandquire.com/reviews/review.cfm?review_id=6753"&gt;Quill &amp;amp; Quire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But before you go too far, take a peek at this fun Q&amp;amp;A with the author:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S1735Cm7alI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Nxhl-ir6xD0/s1600-h/BethPowning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431050759980149330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S1735Cm7alI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Nxhl-ir6xD0/s200/BethPowning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beth Powning is the author of several books, including &lt;strong&gt;The Hatbox Letters&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Edge Seasons&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Shadow Child&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;The Sea Captain’s Wife&lt;/strong&gt;. She lives in an 1870s farmhouse with extensive gardens in Sussex, New Brunswick, with her husband, artist Peter Powning. For more information about Beth and her books, please visit her website &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theseacaptainswife.ca/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TheSeaCaptainsWife.ca&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. How would you summarize your book in one sentence?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;The Sea Captain's Wife&lt;/em&gt; takes the reader around the world on a square-rigged sailing ship in the 1860s with a young woman and her captain husband; beneath the dramatic and fast-paced events of the adventure are the small, painful, and subtle moments that constitute a marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. How long did it take you to write this book?&lt;/strong&gt; Three years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Where is your favourite place to write?&lt;/strong&gt; In my studio, which is a big room over the kitchen in our 1870s farmhouse. The room has tiny, low doors that even I have to duck to go through. There’s a skylight and narrow east-facing windows overlooking my vegetable gardens, forests and pastures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. How do you choose your characters’ names?&lt;/strong&gt; In various ways: "Azuba" came from a caption under a photograph in a history book. Some of the last names came from looking through a phone book. "Carrie" came from studying names of 19th century children. "Mr. Dennis" came from a friend who is a sailor. I make lists of names and reject ones that don't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. How many drafts do you go through?&lt;/strong&gt; With this novel, there was a major first draft. Then about 8 more drafts. Each draft is closer and closer to the final book. At the end, there is one draft that gets repeatedly “tweaked.” Sometimes there are many, many drafts of a particular part, usually the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. If there was one book you wish you had written what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt; Tolkien’s trilogy, “The Lord of the Rings,” a series that I first read in 1965, and have read countless times. It is less a book, to me, than a place to go. What a gift to have given the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S174e8h_UxI/AAAAAAAAAXo/eaYgF9QGAB8/s1600-h/Beth+Powning_Sea+Captains+Wife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431051411183850258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S174e8h_UxI/AAAAAAAAAXo/eaYgF9QGAB8/s200/Beth+Powning_Sea+Captains+Wife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7. If your book were to become a movie, who would you like to see star in it?&lt;/strong&gt; I definitely see &lt;em&gt;The Sea Captain’s Wife&lt;/em&gt; as a film, and did so even as I was writing it. I don’t remember names, but there are some wonderful young British actors and actresses. Viggo Mortensen is too old for Nathaniel, but he would have to be in it. I was an acting student. I want a bit part as Azuba’s mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. What’s your favourite city in the world?&lt;/strong&gt; Toronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. If you could talk to any writer living or dead who would it be, and what would you ask?&lt;/strong&gt; I would like to talk about historical fiction with Rose Tremaine. I would ask her about how her books start, what ignites her creative impulse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. When do you write best, morning or night?&lt;/strong&gt; Morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Who is the first person who gets to read your manuscript?&lt;/strong&gt; My agent, Jackie Kaiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Do you have a guilty pleasure read?&lt;/strong&gt; Children’s books at bedtime – like &lt;em&gt;Swallows and Amazons&lt;/em&gt;. These books don’t get my mind spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What’s on your nightstand right now?&lt;/strong&gt; Let’s not talk about my nightstand! I always have at least 2 books going, and seldom read the “serious” book before trying to get to sleep. On my coffee table is &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307357069"&gt;The Bishop’s Man &lt;/a&gt;by Linden MacIntyre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What is the first book you remember reading?&lt;/strong&gt; I learned to read at such an early age that I can’t remember. I had an older brother who was an avid reader and I adored him, and copied him – therefore, I could read fluently before I started school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Did you always want to be a writer?&lt;/strong&gt; I decided to be a writer when I was 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. What do you drink or eat while you write?&lt;/strong&gt; Coffee. I never eat while writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Typewriter, laptop, or pen &amp;amp; paper?&lt;/strong&gt; I write my notes with pen and paper. I keep them in a journal. I compose on a laptop, but if I have a complex idea while actually writing, I scribble it with pencil on a scrap of paper next to the computer. I save these scraps in a folder dedicated to each chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. What do you wear when you write?&lt;/strong&gt; Jeans, turtleneck sweater, heavy socks and crocs. I take off my rings and bracelets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. How do you decide which narrative point of view to write from?&lt;/strong&gt; I “live” my writing, so I close my eyes and enter the scene. Originally, I saw some of &lt;em&gt;The Sea Captain’s Wife&lt;/em&gt; from Carrie’s point of view, but in the end my editor and I decided to keep it all in Azuba’s point of view. This is probably because the 1st draft of the novel was in the 1st person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. What is the best gift someone could give a writer?&lt;/strong&gt; A beautiful fountain pen with a good supply of cartridges. Writers (me at least) adore the physical act of writing, the feeling of ink flowing into paper, the artistic act of forming letters. It’s as good as eating chocolate cheesecake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-6604279264199727668?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6604279264199727668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=6604279264199727668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6604279264199727668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6604279264199727668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/20-writerly-questions-for-beth-powning.html' title='20 Writerly Questions for Beth Powning'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S1735Cm7alI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Nxhl-ir6xD0/s72-c/BethPowning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-6997352411869514125</id><published>2010-01-04T08:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T09:08:37.822-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audiophile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>Reading into 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S0HyXdIjF7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/2dIuiqg78Mc/s1600-h/7166P3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S0HyXdIjF7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/2dIuiqg78Mc/s200/7166P3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422881911102183346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, friends! I hope you've had a lovely vacation, and are back into the swing of things. Did you read anything good over the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to report that I did sneak in a bit of reading time over the past week or so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307474841&amp;amp;ref=externallink_literalicious_precious"&gt;Precious (Push movie tie-in) by Sapphire&lt;/a&gt; was heart-breakingly amazing. Precious Jones is a broken girl with big dreams, and staggering challenges surround her. She's one of those characters who will linger in your heart &amp;amp; mind long after the last page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can listen to a snippet of the audiobook here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://insight.randomhouse.com/widget/viewer.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;new InsightBookReader('audio', '9780307578112', 'Precious', 'Sapphire', '0', '', 'http://www.randomhouse.com/cgi-bin/buy_landing.php?isbn=9780307578112');&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also still working on &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780679314875&amp;amp;ref=externallink_literalicious_Frostbitten"&gt;Frostbitten by Kelley Armstrong&lt;/a&gt;. I just love her werewolf series! This one's perfect for the winter months...set mostly in Alaska. But the chase scenes will heat you up (not to mention the frequent "wrestling" matches with Elena and Clay in the forest, in the hotel, behind a building, in the truck after being chased by a giant mystery beast, etc. etc.). :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I popped open my ereader for a sneak peek at Carol Burnett's upcoming memoir, &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307461186&amp;amp;ref=externallink_literalicious_CarolBurnett"&gt;This Time Together&lt;/a&gt;. I remember watching her show when I was a kid. Remember the Gone With the Wind sketch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4aRMZ4ePmMM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4aRMZ4ePmMM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well surely that's enough to start the New Year off right. So tell me...what did you read over the holidays?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-6997352411869514125?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6997352411869514125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=6997352411869514125&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6997352411869514125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6997352411869514125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/reading-into-2010.html' title='Reading into 2010'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/S0HyXdIjF7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/2dIuiqg78Mc/s72-c/7166P3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-4396726447555443387</id><published>2009-10-29T21:29:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:47:03.504-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>Scream-Worthy Thrillers &amp; Supernatural Page-Turners</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reading by moonlight while waiting for The Great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pumpkin? Face your fears this Halloween with a bestseller (and a bag of chocolate!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/SupCRBPaFXI/AAAAAAAAAWI/uGfG1jrnbtw/s1600-h/feartheworst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/SupCRBPaFXI/AAAAAAAAAWI/uGfG1jrnbtw/s200/feartheworst.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398199963515229554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ear...a missing child:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.booklounge.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385668026&amp;amp;ref=externallink_Halloween_Oct09"&gt;Fear the Worst by Linwood Barclay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen-year-old Sydney Blake's summer is shaping up to be typical for a teenager: she's spending it with her father, and she has landed a part-time job at a local hotel. One night, Syd fails to come home from her shift, and her father Tim is a bit alarmed. However, that alarm turns to full-on panic after he visits the Just Inn Time hotel and the manager claims that Syd has never worked there. Grilling his daughter's friends for clues leads Tim nowhere -- except to threats against his life -- and as he frantically chases every lead, he can't help but wonder if Syd is even still alive. Despite a growing list of unanswered questions, all Tim knows for certain is that he must continue searching for his daughter -- no matter how high the stakes become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you fe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/SupDB2aQaHI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/dBnxJwB6FEM/s1600-h/frostbitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 141px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/SupDB2aQaHI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/dBnxJwB6FEM/s200/frostbitten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398200802421532786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ar...a pack of werewolves:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.booklounge.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780679314875&amp;amp;ref=externallink_Halloween_Oct09"&gt;Frostbitten by Kelley Armstrong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York Times bestselling author Kelley Armstrong returns with the tenth installment of the Women of the Otherworld series. The Alaskan wilderness is a harsh landscape in the best of conditions, but with a pack of rogue werewolves on the loose, it's downright deadly. Elena Michaels, the Pack's chief enforcer, knows all too well the havoc "mutts" can wreak. When they hear of a series of gruesome maulings and murders outside Anchorage, she and her husband, Clay, journey to Alaska in the dead of winter in order to hunt down the dangerous werewolves. Trapped in this savage, untamed winter realm, she and Clay learn more about their own werewolf heritage than they bargained for, tapping a little more into the wild nature of the beast within. With Elena back in the starring role, this is the book Kelley Armstrong fans have been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you fea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/SupDk3EMiZI/AAAAAAAAAWg/9kbmCFU5Mm4/s1600-h/taken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 88px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/SupDk3EMiZI/AAAAAAAAAWg/9kbmCFU5Mm4/s200/taken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398201403892861330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r...a body under water:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.booklounge.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780771088988&amp;amp;ref=externallink_Halloween_Oct09%20"&gt;The &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.booklounge.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780771088988&amp;amp;ref=externallink_Halloween_Oct09%20"&gt;Taken by Inger Ash Wolfe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DI Hazel Micallef is still recovering from back surgery when a report comes in that a body has been found in a nearby lake, snagged under several feet of water. But as DC Wingate says, the whole thing is way too eerie. The first installment of a story has just been published in the local paper: a passage that describes in detail just such a discovery. Real life is far too close to fiction for coincidence. The second novel featuring Hazel Micallef is a stunning and suspenseful exploration of the obsessive far reaches of love. It will confirm Inger Ash Wolfe as one of the best mystery writers there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you fear...an arranged murder:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/SupD2ifuYqI/AAAAAAAAAWo/jZSON1oyuLc/s1600-h/breathless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/SupD2ifuYqI/AAAAAAAAAWo/jZSON1oyuLc/s200/breathless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398201707608826530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.booklounge.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780553807158&amp;amp;ref=externallink_Halloween_Oct09"&gt;Breathless by Dean Koontz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the stillness of a golden September afternoon, deep in the wilderness of the Rockies, a solitary craftsman, Grady Adams, and his magnificent Irish wolfhound Merlin step from shadow into light...and into an encounter with enchantment. That night, through the trees, under the moon, a pair of singular animals will watch Grady's isolated home, waiting to make their approach. A few miles away, Camillia Rivers, a local veterinarian, begins to unravel the threads of a puzzle that will bring all the forces of a government in peril to her door. At a nearby farm, long-estranged identical twins come together to begin a descent into darkness...In Las Vegas, a specialist in chaos theory probes the boundaries of the unknowable...On a Seattle golf course, two men make matter-of-fact arrangements for murder...Along a highway by the sea, a vagrant scarred by the past begins a trek toward his destiny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/SupEGobDwTI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ym0j6CshW50/s1600-h/fearfulsymmetry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 91px; height: 139px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/SupEGobDwTI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ym0j6CshW50/s200/fearfulsymmetry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398201984077775154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ar...a ghost story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.booklounge.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307397454&amp;amp;ref=externallink_Halloween_Oct09%20"&gt;Her F&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.booklounge.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307397454&amp;amp;ref=externallink_Halloween_Oct09%20"&gt;earful Symmetry by Audrey Niffenegger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another brilliant, original and moving novel from the author of The Time Traveler's Wife. Julia and Valentina Poole are normal American teenagers -- normal, at least, for identical "mirror" twins who have no interest in college or jobs or possibly anything outside their cozy suburban home. But everything changes when they receive notice that an aunt whom they didn't know existed has died and left them her amazing flat in a building by Highgate Cemetery in London. They feel that at last their own lives can begin ... but they have no idea that they've been summoned into a tangle of fraying lives, from the OCD-suffering crossword setter who lives above them to their aunt's mysterious and elusive lover who lives below them, and even to their aunt herself, who never got over her estrangement from the mother of the girls -- her own twin -- and who can't even seem to quite leave her flat....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-4396726447555443387?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4396726447555443387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=4396726447555443387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/4396726447555443387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/4396726447555443387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2009/10/scream-worthy-thrillers-supernatural.html' title='Scream-Worthy Thrillers &amp; Supernatural Page-Turners'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/SupCRBPaFXI/AAAAAAAAAWI/uGfG1jrnbtw/s72-c/feartheworst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-3574424678722989879</id><published>2008-12-03T07:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T08:09:51.202-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Home for the Holidays: The Ultimate Playlist</title><content type='html'>A few years ago (2005 I think?) I became an obsessed Christmas elf and created a mixed CD of my ultimate holiday songs. Not only did I just create this CD...no, no. I made multiple copies to give to my coworkers as a little holiday gift. And was it good enough with just the hand written label? Oh, no! I dug into my Creative Memories goodie bag and created unique album art, complete with a playlist for each one. And yes, I was so proud of my work that I took pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/STaCyX0BPOI/AAAAAAAAATI/apI4LW3Ofrk/s1600-h/holidaycds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/STaCyX0BPOI/AAAAAAAAATI/apI4LW3Ofrk/s320/holidaycds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275547815408385250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/STaFDP0NIFI/AAAAAAAAATQ/IXBTl11czjg/s1600-h/holidaycds2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/STaFDP0NIFI/AAAAAAAAATQ/IXBTl11czjg/s320/holidaycds2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275550304342712402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before you dismiss me as a total Christmas freak, check out the playlist and tell me this is not a fun holiday album!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Kay Thompson’s Jingle Bells MICHAEL W. SMITH&lt;br /&gt;2.  Winter Wonderland HARRY CONNICK JR.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Sleigh Ride SQUIRREL NUT ZIPPERS&lt;br /&gt;4.  The Happy Elf HARRY CONNICK JR.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Santa Baby KYLIE MINOGUE&lt;br /&gt;6.  The Christmas Song NAT KING COLE&lt;br /&gt;7.  Hope of Israel MICHAEL W. SMITH&lt;br /&gt;8.  Peace NORAH JONES&lt;br /&gt;9.  Winter Peace JIM BRICKMAN&lt;br /&gt;10. Celebrate Me Home KENNY LOGGINS&lt;br /&gt;11. (There’s No Place Like) Home for the Holidays BARRY MANILOW&lt;br /&gt;12. Winter Weather SQUIRREL NUT ZIPPERS&lt;br /&gt;13. Donde Esta Santa Claus? GUSTER&lt;br /&gt;14. White Christmas THE DRIFTERS&lt;br /&gt;15. All I Want for Christmas Is You OLIVIA OLSON&lt;br /&gt;16. I’ll Be Home for Christmas MICHAEL BUBLÉ&lt;br /&gt;17. Do You Hear What I Hear? WHITNEY HOUSTON&lt;br /&gt;18. O Holy Night *NSYNC&lt;br /&gt;19. ‘Til the Season Comes ‘Round Again AMY GRANT&lt;br /&gt;20. What a Year for a New Year DAN WILSON&lt;br /&gt;BONUS TRACK!Carolina Christmas SQUIRREL NUT ZIPPERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, for your listening pleasure, Home for the Holidays 2005 (almost complete). Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-left: auto; visibility:visible; margin-right: auto; width:450px;"&gt;&lt;embed style="width:435px; visibility:visible; height:270px;" allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://www.myplaylist.org/mc/mp3player-othersite.swf?config=http://www.myplaylist.org/mc/config/config_green_noautostart.xml&amp;mywidth=435&amp;myheight=270&amp;playlist_url=http://www.myplaylist.org/loadplaylist.php?playlist=53980806" menu="false" quality="high" width="435" height="270" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0"/&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.myplaylist.org&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.myplaylist.org/mc/images/create_green.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.myplaylist.org/standalone/53980806 target=_blank&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.myplaylist.org/mc/images/launch_green.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.myplaylist.org/download/53980806&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.myplaylist.org/mc/images/get_green.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-3574424678722989879?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3574424678722989879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=3574424678722989879&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3574424678722989879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3574424678722989879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-for-holidays-ultimate-playlist.html' title='Home for the Holidays: The Ultimate Playlist'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/STaCyX0BPOI/AAAAAAAAATI/apI4LW3Ofrk/s72-c/holidaycds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-859773732159622232</id><published>2008-11-29T12:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T12:10:13.112-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>Celebrities Endorse Book-Giving For the Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2OXs7tnP5eQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2OXs7tnP5eQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Elmo to Deepak Chopra to John Lithgow, a whole lineup of celebrities declare books great gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been more Christmases than I can remember where I've marvelled at a deliciously new stack of books amidst the shredded wrapping paper and bows. It's always been my favourite thing to give and receive because a book can do so many things for a person. It can be an education, or an escape. A time-passer, or a heart breaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you've heard the celebrities' reasons...why do YOU think books make great gifts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-859773732159622232?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/859773732159622232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=859773732159622232&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/859773732159622232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/859773732159622232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/celebrities-endorse-book-giving-for.html' title='Celebrities Endorse Book-Giving For the Holidays'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-44544277093466057</id><published>2008-11-28T20:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:26:06.614-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Revival: Dusting Off the Cobwebs</title><content type='html'>So it's been what, almost a year and a half since I've blogged here. Shame on me...especially since my last post was about tips for being a good blogger. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was inspired to dust off the cobwebs, and get writing again. I'm four months into my maternity leave, and have found myself feeling a bit lost. I love being a mama, and love that I have the luxury of time at home to care for Littlelicious until next July. However, when I brought him home from the hospital, I lost my identity as I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For over ten years, I've been a career woman. I defined myself on my jobs and aimed to achieve and set the bar high. I thrived on the daily rewards of accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, my daily accomplishments include getting Littlelicious to nap for an uninterrupted hour, avoiding being spit upon, and coaxing those delightful little giggles out of my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a whole different world of accomplishments right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I went to The Company's holiday luncheon today, where I reveled in the company of my colleagues, and decided it was time to reclaim my sense of self. Or at least the part of it that I can while balancing a four-month-old on my hip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-44544277093466057?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/44544277093466057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=44544277093466057&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/44544277093466057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/44544277093466057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/revival-dusting-off-cobwebs.html' title='Revival: Dusting Off the Cobwebs'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-394511435612389140</id><published>2007-07-27T16:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T17:03:29.931-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>The Blogger Tips Collective (Meme)</title><content type='html'>Thank goodness Amy over at &lt;a href="http://thesleepyreader.wordpress.com/"&gt;Sleepy Reader&lt;/a&gt; tagged me for this meme, because it jolted me out of my work-induced haze and reminded me that I have been a bad blogger lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news is, this meme is all about how to be a &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Start Copy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s very simple. When this is passed on to you, copy the whole thing, skim the list and put a * star beside those that you like. (Check out especially the * starred ones.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add the next number (1. 2. 3. 4. 5., etc.) and write your own blogging tip for other bloggers. Try to make your tip general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, tag 10 other people. Link love some friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think - if 10 people start this and the 10 people pass it on to another 10 people, you have 100 links already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Look, read, and learn. *** &lt;a href="http://www.neonscent.com/"&gt;http://www.neonscent.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be EXCELLENT to each other. ** &lt;a href="http://www.bushmackel.com/"&gt;http://www.bushmackel.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Don’t let money change ya! * &lt;a href="http://www.therandomforest.info/"&gt;http://www.therandomforest.info/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Always reply to your comments. ******* &lt;a href="http://chattiekat.com/"&gt;http://chattiekat.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Link liberally — it keeps you and your friends afloat in the Sea of Technorati. ** &lt;a href="http://chipsquips.com/"&gt;http://chipsquips.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Don’t give up - persistence is fertile. ** &lt;a href="http://www.velcro-city.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.velcro-city.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Give link credit where credit is due. **** &lt;a href="http://www.sfsignal.com/"&gt;http://www.sfsignal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Pictures say a thousand words and can usually add to any post. ** &lt;a href="http://scifichick.com/"&gt;http://scifichick.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Visit all the bloggers that leave comments for you - it’s nice to know who is reading! *** &lt;a href="http://stephaniesbooks.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://stephaniesbooks.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Thrown in something humorous occasionally, to keep things fun.* &lt;a href="http://bonniesbooks.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://bonniesbooks.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Make it easy for your readers - use tags and labels and keep it simple!** &lt;a href="http://caribousmom.blogharbor.com/"&gt;http://caribousmom.blogharbor.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Memes are fun and a great way to get to know other bloggers!* &lt;a href="http://thesleepyreader.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://thesleepyreader.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Don't expect perfection from yourself. If you overthink your posts, it can be agonizing work. Just let 'er rip! &lt;a href="http://literalicious.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://literalicious.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-End Copy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's got to keep it on goin'... (anyone recognize those Amy Grant lyrics?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. scarbie doll at &lt;a href="http://scarbiedoll.blogspot.com/"&gt;Martinis for Milk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. doth at &lt;a href="http://doth.wordpress.com/"&gt;Friends Keep Saying...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ragdoll at &lt;a href="http://tragicrighthip.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tragic Right Hip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Lesley at &lt;a href="http://lesleysbooknook.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lesley's Book Nook&lt;/a&gt; (even though she's on vacay)&lt;br /&gt;5. Cipriano at &lt;a href="http://www.bookpuddle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bookpuddle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, five is enough for me...Go to it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-394511435612389140?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/394511435612389140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=394511435612389140&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/394511435612389140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/394511435612389140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/07/blogger-tips-collective-meme.html' title='The Blogger Tips Collective (Meme)'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-2349437635745464820</id><published>2007-07-11T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:06:29.625-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Boot-Scootin' Books?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RpVutA-G6pI/AAAAAAAAACo/12er55JekUM/s1600-h/cowgirlbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RpVutA-G6pI/AAAAAAAAACo/12er55JekUM/s200/cowgirlbook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086093073818512018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At my old job (a long, long time ago), when I used to travel a lot, my colleagues and I played the airport boredom game, whereby you try to guess the occupation of passersby simply based on their clothing, hairstyle, actions, etc. It was a fun, brainteaser sort of game that passed the long layover hours amusingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I found myself thinking about a similar game, but this time I was considering my neighbour across the street. I have never officially met her (they moved in not too long ago) but she is frequently out in the front yard with her chocolate brown dog (a lab mix?) wearing short shorts, a bikini top, bare feet, and a cowboy hat. Oh, and she's blasting Carrie Underwood from her truck's stereo while she does her boot-scootin' yardwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of wondering what her occupation is (Does she have one? I dunno!), I found myself wondering what types of books she likes to read. Does she devour a good swashbuckler with Fabio on the cover? Perhaps a little chicklit late at night? Or maybe, just &lt;i&gt;maybe&lt;/i&gt;, being a cowgirl at heart, she's into Louis L'Amour. I'll bet she's more sophisticated than I give her credit for. I'll bet she's a Can Lit girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days I'll finally wander across the street to say hello, and it will be one of my first questions because after all those years of the airport game, I never got to know if I was right about a person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-2349437635745464820?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2349437635745464820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=2349437635745464820&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/2349437635745464820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/2349437635745464820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/07/boot-scootin-books.html' title='Boot-Scootin&apos; Books?'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RpVutA-G6pI/AAAAAAAAACo/12er55JekUM/s72-c/cowgirlbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-6509955925167997015</id><published>2007-06-27T19:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T20:32:56.283-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tripping Through Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shout Out'/><title type='text'>Apparently, The Candyman Can't.</title><content type='html'>Props to &lt;a href="http://scarbiedoll.blogspot.com/"&gt;scarbie doll&lt;/a&gt; for reminding me to blog about this story as I told it at work today. So if this amuses/grosses you out, you can thank/blame her. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780679314844"&gt;Ecoholic&lt;/a&gt; by Adria Vasil, and have felt the call to make a concerted effort to lessen my footprint on the environment. So when I read the part about the ways that disposable razors and foaming shave gels negatively impact the environment, I decided that perhaps THIS was my opportunity! THIS would be step 1 in my new drive to make the world a better place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the eco-friendly solutions to hair removal is the &lt;a href="http://beauty.ivillage.com/skinbody/hairremoval/0,,8239,00.html"&gt;ancient process of sugaring&lt;/a&gt;. It's much like waxing, but without the toxins and gunk. Plus, the cloth strips are easily washable with a little hot water, and therefore reusable. Bonus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a bit of googling I found the universal recipe for &lt;a href="http://www.care2.com/greenliving/ancient-egyptian-body-sugaring.html"&gt;successful sugaring&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;2 cups sugar &lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup water&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some basic cotton fabric and cut it into strips. I bought a hefty bag of sugar and a lemon. I got a candy thermometer to ensure I got it to the precise 250 degree temp. And I set to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The directions were followed, but as I was waiting for my sugar-licious mixture to cool down to the point where I could slap it on my legs without needing a call to 911, it started to harden. In a panic I tried spreading the amber mixture on my leg, and not only did it not stick to my leg because of the cornstarch I powdered with because &lt;a href="http://www.pioneerthinking.com/bodysugaring.html"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt; recommended it for "tautness making it more effective," but it was also still WAY TOO HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it continued to set to a rock candy stage, I ran down to the kitchen to try and get it out of the glass dish before it completely set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One foot of wax paper, a spatula, a spoon, and a paring knife later, I had a lovely little blob of artwork on my counter, and a dark amber dish you could have preserved a Jurassic mosquito in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Man came to my rescue, and amidst giggling fits, helped me reheat the solution so the glass dish could be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Leave the sugaring to the professionals, ladies. There are much less stressful (and less messy!) ways to save the earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-6509955925167997015?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6509955925167997015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=6509955925167997015&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6509955925167997015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6509955925167997015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/apparently-candyman-cant.html' title='Apparently, The Candyman Can&apos;t.'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-7035153410920083970</id><published>2007-06-25T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:06:29.855-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Gesundheit, Mr. Darcy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nicholsoncartoons.com.au"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RoAW9n09API/AAAAAAAAACg/kNleV8LvNqs/s200/2003-03-26%2520Mystery%2520disease%2520cousin%2520of%2520common%2520cold%2520.5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080085627592835314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I was laying here in bed amidst my hot tea, cough drops, vitamin C, and nearly empty box of tissues, a thought occurred: Main characters in books never get summer colds. They never seem to get colds at all! Period! Somehow that doesn't seem entirely fair. Although, I suppose if they did get colds it would make for rather dull reading, since they'd be stuck in bed all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress...seriously, can anyone name a book in which a character suffers from the common cold? It would make me feel better. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-7035153410920083970?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7035153410920083970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=7035153410920083970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/7035153410920083970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/7035153410920083970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/gesundheit-mr-darcy.html' title='Gesundheit, Mr. Darcy'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RoAW9n09API/AAAAAAAAACg/kNleV8LvNqs/s72-c/2003-03-26%2520Mystery%2520disease%2520cousin%2520of%2520common%2520cold%2520.5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-256788826108222883</id><published>2007-06-23T15:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T15:35:42.155-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Flickr-licious</title><content type='html'>&lt;A id=fs_1 title='"L"' href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/92745470@N00/464954440"&gt;&lt;IMG title=L alt=L src="http://static.flickr.com/212/464954440_cc7e44fb62_s.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A id=fs_2 title=I href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49968232@N00/521194781"&gt;&lt;IMG alt=I src="http://static.flickr.com/234/521194781_aac2dc44a5_s.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A id=fs_3 title=T href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49968232@N00/483613275"&gt;&lt;IMG alt=T src="http://static.flickr.com/208/483613275_f0eb2d90df_s.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A id=fs_4 title=E href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49968232@N00/526765131"&gt;&lt;IMG alt=E src="http://static.flickr.com/202/526765131_149b40c4f0_s.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A id=fs_5 title="R in circle" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/95229107@N00/521732528"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="R in circle" src="http://static.flickr.com/213/521732528_fd768f7711_s.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A id=fs_6 title=a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/50318388@N00/518516434"&gt;&lt;IMG alt=a src="http://static.flickr.com/252/518516434_6a3d2b7039_s.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A id=fs_7 title=L href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/92745470@N00/549038180"&gt;&lt;IMG alt=L src="http://static.flickr.com/1100/549038180_5cb4bbb1fb_s.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A id=fs_8 title=I href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/62585091@N00/392093735"&gt;&lt;IMG alt=I src="http://static.flickr.com/164/392093735_0a03cbd08d_s.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A id=fs_9 title=C href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/92745470@N00/551526116"&gt;&lt;IMG alt=C src="http://static.flickr.com/1090/551526116_aecfa7c75b_s.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A id=fs_10 title=DSCN5656 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/91106816@N00/372917172"&gt;&lt;IMG alt=DSCN5656 src="http://static.flickr.com/145/372917172_87869374f1_s.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A id=fs_11 title=O href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/95229107@N00/470975750"&gt;&lt;IMG alt=O src="http://static.flickr.com/176/470975750_5f9c743e40_s.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A id=fs_12 title=DSCN7599 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/91106816@N00/484373530"&gt;&lt;IMG alt=DSCN7599 src="http://static.flickr.com/191/484373530_952191cee6_s.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A id=fs_13 title=S href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/95229107@N00/497886053"&gt;&lt;IMG alt=S src="http://static.flickr.com/223/497886053_7b3206f0ca_s.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet. Try spelling with flickr for yourself &lt;a href="http://metaatem.net/words"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-256788826108222883?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/256788826108222883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=256788826108222883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/256788826108222883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/256788826108222883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/flickr-licious.html' title='Flickr-licious'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-3631597114973675386</id><published>2007-06-21T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T18:56:52.887-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audiophile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>Whaaa? Summer's Here Already?</title><content type='html'>Kudos to Katrina over at &lt;a href="http://callapidderdays.blogspot.com/"&gt;Callapidder Days&lt;/a&gt; for keeping the &lt;a href="http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wanna-play-too.html"&gt;Spring Reading Thing&lt;/a&gt; challenge going! At last we're officially into summer, and thank goodness I have the longest day of the year to post my recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I read:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780676977738"&gt;The Birth House&lt;/a&gt; by Ami McKay&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780553804812"&gt;The Good Guy&lt;/a&gt; by Dean Koontz&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385663403"&gt;The End of the Alphabet&lt;/a&gt; by CS Richardson&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Historian-Novel-Elizabeth-Kostova/dp/1594830371/ref=sr_1_4/702-6180241-3811250?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;qid=1174182239&amp;sr=1-4"&gt;The Historian&lt;/a&gt; (Audio) by Elizabeth Kostova&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780807208526"&gt;Charlotte's Web&lt;/a&gt; (Audio) by E.B. White&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.mcclelland.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780771076053"&gt;Blood Sports&lt;/a&gt; by Eden Robinson&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Kill-Mockingbird-Harper-Lee/dp/0060888695/ref=pd_bbs_sr_5/701-8758069-0909115?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1176852719&amp;amp;sr=8-5"&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/a&gt; (Audio) by Harper Lee&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385751063"&gt;The Boy in the Striped Pajamas&lt;/a&gt; by John Boyne&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385662055"&gt;Conceit&lt;/a&gt; (ARC) by Mary Novik&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Dreamcatcher-Stephen-King/dp/074343627X/ref=pd_bowtega_2/701-7194279-5581163?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1182464853&amp;sr=1-2"&gt;Dreamcatcher&lt;/a&gt; by Stephen King&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Life-Refrigerator-Door-Alice-Kuipers/dp/0002006790/ref=sr_1_2/701-7194279-5581163?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1182464893&amp;sr=1-2"&gt;Life on the Refrigerator Door&lt;/a&gt; (ARC) by Alice Kuipers&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Everythings-Eventual-Movie-Tie-Tales/dp/1416549854/ref=sr_1_2/701-7194279-5581163?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1182464978&amp;sr=1-2"&gt;Everything's Eventual&lt;/a&gt; by Stephen King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What was the best book you read this spring?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;By far, the book that moved me the most was &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385751063"&gt;The Boy in the Striped Pajamas&lt;/a&gt; by John Boyne. I don't think I've cried so much in a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript' src='http://insight.randomhouse.com/widget/viewer.js'&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript'&gt;new InsightBookReader('preview', '9780385751063', 'The%20Boy%20in%20the%20Striped%20Pajamas', 'John%20Boyne', '0', '', 'http://www.randomhouse.ca/cgi-bin/buy_landing.php?isbn=9780385751063');&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My absolute favourite audiobook which I will listen to again and again for years to come was Charlotte's Web by E.B. White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript' src='http://insight.randomhouse.com/widget/viewer.js'&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript'&gt;new InsightBookReader('audiopreview', '9780807208526', 'Charlottes Web', 'E.B. White', '0', '', 'http://www.randomhouse.com/cgi-bin/buy_landing.php?isbn=9780807208526');&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What book could you have done without?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/1-2-3-vampire-hunters-mwah-ah-ahhh.html"&gt;That silly audiobook starring The Count.&lt;/a&gt; Err, I mean, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Historian-Novel-Elizabeth-Kostova/dp/1594830371/ref=sr_1_4/702-6180241-3811250?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1174182239&amp;sr=1-4"&gt;The Historian&lt;/a&gt; by Elizabeth Kostova. I shouldn't make fun, but seriously, the whole book was ruined by Dracula's stereotypical blood-sucking voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Did you try out a new author this spring? If so, which one, and will you be reading that author again?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Mary Novik is a first-time novelist from BC, and her upcoming historical fiction Conceit was a great read. I enjoyed it as much as the Philippa Gregory and Tracy Chevalier titles out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If there were books you didn't finish, tell us why. Did you run out of time? Realize those books weren't worth it?&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oy, I did just what I said I would. &lt;a href="http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/book-sale-goodies.html"&gt;I went to the book sale and my whole Spring Reading Plan flew right out the window.&lt;/a&gt; Here's what I had intended to get to in this challenge:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Keep-Jennifer-Egan/dp/1400043921/ref=pd_ka_1/702-0220241-7526421?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1174417776&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Keep&lt;/a&gt; by Jennifer Egan&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/World-Below-Novel-Sue-Miller/dp/0345481062/ref=sr_1_1/702-0220241-7526421?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1174419181&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The World Below&lt;/a&gt; by Sue Miller&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Wreckage-Michael-Crummey/dp/0385660618/ref=pd_ka_1/702-6180241-3811250?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1174439299&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Wreckage&lt;/a&gt; by Michael Crummey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they were usurped by shiny new titles from the book sale (That I still haven't gotten to):&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780676977707"&gt;Suite Francaise&lt;/a&gt; by Irene Nemirovsky&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385661447"&gt;Bloodletting and Miraculous Cures&lt;/a&gt; by Vincent Lam&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9781400047468"&gt;The Double Bind&lt;/a&gt; by Chris Bohjalian&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307277763"&gt;Perfume&lt;/a&gt; by Patrick Suskind&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385662444"&gt;A Spot of Bother&lt;/a&gt; by Mark Haddon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Did you come across a book or two on other participants' lists that you're planning to add to your own to-be-read pile? Which ones?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Oh there were too many to count and keep track. The one that kept coming up over an over at the beginning of the challenge was &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9781400047468"&gt;The Double Bind&lt;/a&gt; by Chris Bohjalian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What did you learn -- about anything -- through this challenge? Maybe you learned something about yourself or your reading style, maybe you learned not to pick so many nonfiction books for a challenge, maybe you learned something from a book you read. Whatever it is, share!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm going to say what I think a lot of challengees will say here: I have way too many books to read! Still! But that's a great thing. I love being surrounded by the piles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What was the best part of the Spring Reading Thing?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Reading other bloggers' reviews and finding some new favourite reads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Would you be interested in participating in another reading challenge this fall? &lt;br /&gt;Any other thoughts, impressions, or comments.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes. For sure. You betcha. Bring it on. Til then, I'm off to the beach with a paperback in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-3631597114973675386?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3631597114973675386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=3631597114973675386&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3631597114973675386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3631597114973675386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/whaaa-summers-here-already.html' title='Whaaa? Summer&apos;s Here Already?'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-9038503151597963314</id><published>2007-06-15T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T21:57:03.515-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Script Frenzy'/><title type='text'>Script Frenzy 2007 - Do I Dare?</title><content type='html'>Even thought it's halfway over with, I've just registered for &lt;a href="http://www.scriptfrenzy.org/"&gt;Script Frenzy 2007&lt;/a&gt;. As a former &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;NaNoWriMo&lt;/a&gt; participant (and winner! hurrah!) I know how crazy it is to set this lofty goal of writing a novel/script/whatever within a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't completely decided if I'm actually going to write a script as an official participant (having only 14 days remaining in the challenge - yikes!). But if I do, it will definitely be a stage play, since that's where my experience lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The constant problem I've always had, though, was coming up with a plot. A feasible plot that isn't too..."out there" to be real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideas are as welcome as a warm apple pie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-9038503151597963314?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9038503151597963314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=9038503151597963314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/9038503151597963314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/9038503151597963314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/script-frenzy-2007-do-i-dare.html' title='Script Frenzy 2007 - Do I Dare?'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-3649022187417987483</id><published>2007-06-14T21:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T21:39:44.107-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shout Out'/><title type='text'>Long Live Michael Rose and Mucho Burrito!</title><content type='html'>Today it's all about Mike Rose and burritos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a wonderful day! Not only is it Mike Rose's birthday (Happy Happy to you!), but today is the day that I discovered (well, that Jane escorted us to) a peppy little place called &lt;a href="http://www.muchoburrito.com/"&gt;Mucho Burrito&lt;/a&gt;! Don't you just feel like singing that name with gusto? MUCH-oooo Buuuurrrrrr-IT-oooooooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so what's so great about Mucho Burrito is that it's almost exactly like &lt;a href="http://www.qdoba.com/"&gt;Qdoba&lt;/a&gt;, which my long-time pals and readers will know was one of my favourite restaurants in that city I used to live in. It was also the restaurant where &lt;a href="http://home.cogeco.ca/~curiosityshop/2002_07_01_curiosityshop_archive.html#79026214"&gt;I let a jerk cut in line because I'm a nice girl&lt;/a&gt;. (Oh! Side note - I just realized that the post links in my old blog have apparently stopped working. The story I just referred to is somewhere on the page though, IF you feel like looking for it, and apparently have a lot of time on your hands.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaanyway. I've been missing that Mexican grill-type cuisine since moving here. And now I am a happy princess once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now a little word or two about Mike Rose. I would give you a little linky goodness, but Mike Rose is apparently a man of so few words that he doesn't have a blog of his very own. But, Mike Rose DOES want to have a place in the world for eternity. Or at least a mention. And so now that I've mentioned Mike Rose's name...let's see, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7....SEVEN whopping times in my blog post, he will therefore be plastered across the blogosphere for eternity. Or until I hit that shiny delete button. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Mike Rose! (Whoop, that's EIGHT!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-3649022187417987483?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3649022187417987483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=3649022187417987483&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3649022187417987483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3649022187417987483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/long-live-michael-rose-and-mucho.html' title='Long Live Michael Rose and Mucho Burrito!'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-5546950129599022602</id><published>2007-05-21T19:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T19:41:39.253-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Things That I Keep Meaning to Blog About...</title><content type='html'>...but I've been too &lt;strike&gt;lazy&lt;/strike&gt; busy to do so. I'll get to it eventually:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385751063"&gt;The Boy in the Striped Pajamas&lt;/a&gt; by John Boyne - review&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rufuswainwright.com/"&gt;Rufus Wainwright&lt;/a&gt;'s new album&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweet cherries&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More dental woes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preparing for a yard sale&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shoot "The Good Guy" Trailer contest - winner chosen!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780553804812"&gt;The Good Guy&lt;/a&gt; by Dean Koontz - review (pending pub date)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;National Bingo Night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this list serves two purposes I suppose. 1) To let you know, dear reader, that I have been meaning to post several times over the past couple weeks, and 2) to refresh my memory as to what the heck I wanted to write about because for some reason I'm having a hard time with my short term memory lately. I feel like I've aged immensely in the past year, and my brain is showing it I think.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Til next time then...and at least then I'll know exactly what to post about. Gotta love the good old ordered list!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-5546950129599022602?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5546950129599022602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=5546950129599022602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/5546950129599022602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/5546950129599022602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/things-that-i-keep-meaning-to-blog.html' title='Things That I Keep Meaning to Blog About...'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-301391277986859586</id><published>2007-05-06T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T19:51:35.972-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Cavity Central</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went to the dentist to have a cavity filled. This was an anxiety-ridden trip for me because I haven't had a cavity in at least ten years. I'm not kidding! I had a pretty good run with great teeth for a while there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, as she took an xray to check out the progress the cavity had made before she filled it, she discovered two more cavities. ARGH! Two of them are in the tough spot - right in between your teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't get why I'm having these dental problems all of a sudden now. It's frustrating because my reign as the "No Cavities" Queen has ended. And I'm sad because I had completely forgotten how much novocaine sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me a pretty good shot I guess, because I was still a bit numb 6 hours later. Of course that didn't stop me from enjoying dinner out at my favourite cajun seafood joint with friends though. At least this time I had an excuse for spilling my food and diet coke. "No, really, I'm numb on that side!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of that old Bill Cosby bit that he did about going to the dentist. Anyone remember that? Oh-buh Kay-bee. :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-301391277986859586?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/301391277986859586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=301391277986859586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/301391277986859586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/301391277986859586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/cavity-central.html' title='Cavity Central'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-3569678694215497975</id><published>2007-04-26T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:06:30.232-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>There's a Feud Brewin' in Genoa City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RjEXlIAlXBI/AAAAAAAAACY/n-y55HQ5Tng/s1600-h/71281G4GTPL._AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RjEXlIAlXBI/AAAAAAAAACY/n-y55HQ5Tng/s200/71281G4GTPL._AA240_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057849783086308370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahhhh it's a Y&amp;R day again. Victor and Brad are going at it cuz Brad slept with Sharon (When the heck did I miss that!?) and Nikki couldn't keep her trap shut about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought that it would be a fun idea to do a book of Y&amp;R's most memorable moments, because man, there were some outrageous ones. (Whatever happened to Nina by the way?) Lo and behold, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Young-Restless-Most-Memorable-Moments/dp/1881649873"&gt;somebody already did it&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Line of the day blurted by Nikki Newman to Victoria Newman: "Phyllis could drive anybody to drink."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh they are so sneaky and conniving on this show! Times are always exciting in Genoa City.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-3569678694215497975?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3569678694215497975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=3569678694215497975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3569678694215497975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3569678694215497975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/theres-feud-brewin-in-genoa-city.html' title='There&apos;s a Feud Brewin&apos; in Genoa City'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RjEXlIAlXBI/AAAAAAAAACY/n-y55HQ5Tng/s72-c/71281G4GTPL._AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-8740900999307873218</id><published>2007-04-26T10:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T10:34:44.552-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Drawing the Line</title><content type='html'>Today I'm enjoying a rainy day off. I'm planning to spend at least a good hour or two on &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780676977714"&gt;Suite Francaise&lt;/a&gt; because I simply haven't &lt;strike&gt;had&lt;/strike&gt; made the time to devote to it that I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really struggling with drawing that line between work/personal time. I've gotten used to logging in and doing some work from home in the evenings, and having started this new position, I'm very tempted to work all the time to bring myself up to speed on everything THAT much faster! But I can't do that. Luckily I have a boss who has flat out told me I can't do that. After only a week, I can tell I could easily burn out in this job if I don't allow for that personal time to do stuff for me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm forcing myself to leave the laptop in its bag, to set the Blackberry down on the table and not be drawn to it every time it buzzes. (I haven't been able to bring myself to set it to quiet just yet.) :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-8740900999307873218?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8740900999307873218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=8740900999307873218&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/8740900999307873218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/8740900999307873218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/drawing-line.html' title='Drawing the Line'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-5404153745231453983</id><published>2007-04-17T20:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T20:19:50.973-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>It's All Mush</title><content type='html'>As you can tell from my lack of creativity in my previous post's title (which should have been something along the lines of "Blood, Guts, and Crack, Oh My!" or actually, maybe "Bloody Hell, That's a Crack of a Good Book." Okay, I'll stop.) my brain is tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when you start a new job, there is so much input and a very little output that your brain starts turning to mush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, that's me. It's day two. But honestly? I can totally see that once I get over the wee little speed bump of a learning curve, I'm going to kick ass at this job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just keep telling myself to look back at where I was three years ago. Now think three years ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I making any sense here? Maybe I should call it a night... :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-5404153745231453983?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5404153745231453983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=5404153745231453983&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/5404153745231453983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/5404153745231453983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-all-mush.html' title='It&apos;s All Mush'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-1905906506638323695</id><published>2007-04-17T18:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:06:30.710-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>Blood Sports by Eden Robinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RiVQR3gm-jI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0sMkKdjyfaE/s1600-h/9780771076053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RiVQR3gm-jI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0sMkKdjyfaE/s200/9780771076053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054534424681970226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyone who has ever met Eden Robinson knows that she is spectacularly outgoing and generally a very happy person. She's one of those people who has an infectious laugh and when you're around her your happy-factor jumps up a notch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, when reading &lt;a href="http://www.mcclelland.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780771076053"&gt;Blood Sports&lt;/a&gt; it was initially hard for me to disconnect this brilliantly graphic book from Eden's happy persona. But that only lasted for a few chapters because she has this great ability to reach out to the reader and grab them by the collar and pull them right into the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blood Sports&lt;/em&gt; is the tough, gritty story of the brutal cat-and-mouse relationship between two cousins — Tom Bauer and Jeremy Reiger — set in Vancouver’s Downtown East Side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom, a young man, hardly innocent, has been caught up over the years in Jeremy’s world of drugs, extortion, and prostitutes, while Jeremy, vindictive, vicious, either protects Tom or uses him, but always controls him. Added to the mix is Paulie, a junkie two years clean and Tom’s girlfriend, and also the mother of his daughter. This lethal triangle shifts when word gets out Tom has been talking to the police, and men from the past who have a lot to lose reappear. Suddenly Tom and Paulie are pawns in a much larger game, with everything at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I had read this one with a book club because I would have loved to talk about so many things in this book. And the best part, IMHO, is that the ending is left up to your imagination. And by the end of this book...man, you're imagining things that you probably never would have dreamt of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-1905906506638323695?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1905906506638323695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=1905906506638323695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/1905906506638323695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/1905906506638323695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/blood-sports-by-eden-robinson.html' title='Blood Sports by Eden Robinson'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RiVQR3gm-jI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0sMkKdjyfaE/s72-c/9780771076053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-6116777979949909819</id><published>2007-04-15T16:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T16:38:29.481-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audiophile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>Book Sale Goodies</title><content type='html'>Like a kid in a candy store, I snatched up some goodies at the book sale yesterday. Two full boxes, in fact! I found several that were on my "Gotta read that!" list. Here are some of my best scores:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385661447"&gt;Bloodletting and Miraculous Cures&lt;/a&gt; by Vincent Lam&lt;br /&gt;2. Martha Stewart's &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780517577004"&gt;Homekeeping Handbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307277763"&gt;Perfume&lt;/a&gt; by Patrick Suskind&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385662444"&gt;A Spot of Bother&lt;/a&gt; by Mark Haddon&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385751063"&gt;The Boy in the Striped Pajamas&lt;/a&gt; by John Boyne&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9781400047468"&gt;The Double Bind &lt;/a&gt;by Chris Bohjalian&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780676977707"&gt;Suite Francaise&lt;/a&gt; by Irene Nemirovsky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in Audio...&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780739342916"&gt;Celebrations&lt;/a&gt; by Maya Angelou&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780739317730"&gt;The Nanny Diaries&lt;/a&gt; Emma McLaughlin and Nicola Kraus (read by Julia Roberts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is just the beginning...it'll be a while before I come down from my massive pile-o-books high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-6116777979949909819?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6116777979949909819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=6116777979949909819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6116777979949909819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6116777979949909819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/book-sale-goodies.html' title='Book Sale Goodies'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-4779730295195701591</id><published>2007-04-14T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:06:30.940-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the News'/><title type='text'>Canada Loses a Gem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RiFvfXgm-iI/AAAAAAAAACI/vwFLpludunQ/s1600-h/zCallw70435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053442841563822626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RiFvfXgm-iI/AAAAAAAAACI/vwFLpludunQ/s320/zCallw70435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.canada.com/topics/news/national/story.html?id=8c9db819-36fe-4702-8704-4bca44ec96f8&amp;k=4095"&gt;June Callwood&lt;br /&gt;1924-2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(photo by david henderson)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can see her last interview &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/thehour/video.php?id=1513"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (CBC's The Hour).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-4779730295195701591?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4779730295195701591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=4779730295195701591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/4779730295195701591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/4779730295195701591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/canada-loses-gem.html' title='Canada Loses a Gem'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RiFvfXgm-iI/AAAAAAAAACI/vwFLpludunQ/s72-c/zCallw70435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-3732917854990514360</id><published>2007-04-11T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:06:31.109-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audiophile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>A Classic Education</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RhzYGngm-hI/AAAAAAAAACA/hBvuGHihJ6w/s1600-h/0060888695.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RhzYGngm-hI/AAAAAAAAACA/hBvuGHihJ6w/s200/0060888695.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_AA240_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052150490199423506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This week I've started listening to the unabridged audio version of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Kill-Mockingbird-Harper-Lee/dp/0060888695/ref=pd_bbs_sr_5/701-8298452-9427549?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1176295295&amp;sr=8-5"&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/a&gt; by Harper Lee, read by Sissy Spacek. I can't believe I'm thirtysomething, and I'm just now getting around to this classic. And I'm adoring it! I think it was my childhood obsession with all things &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Ramona-Quimby-Age-Beverly-Cleary/dp/0380709562/ref=sr_1_4/701-8298452-9427549?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1176296419&amp;sr=1-4"&gt;Ramona Quimby&lt;/a&gt; that makes me partial to adult fiction written from a child's point of view. (By the way, I hate the new repackaged editions of the Ramona series. The &lt;a href="http://holtzbrinckinternet.typepad.com/holtzbrinckonline/images/ramona8.gif"&gt;older&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/88/239136347_342930b98c_o.jpg"&gt;covers&lt;/a&gt; were &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/images/dyn/cover/?source=9780807273852&amp;height=150"&gt;near&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://hall.gresham.k12.or.us/esl/images/ramonabrave.jpg"&gt;dear&lt;/a&gt; to my heart! The &lt;a href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0380709562.01._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;new covers&lt;/a&gt; just aren't feisty enough.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point. I don't feel that I had a very broad education when it comes to the classics. I was required to read &lt;em&gt;Great Expectations&lt;/em&gt; THREE TIMES throughout my schooling for pete's sake. I missed out on not only the fantastic Harper Lee, but also on the Brontes, Austen, James, and so many more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did, however, have excellent coverage in poetry, some of which I have actually retained, and so at some point before this month is over, I'll somehow find the time to post about that. In the meantime, check out what CBC's &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/wordsatlarge/"&gt;Words at Large&lt;/a&gt; are doing for Poetry Month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-3732917854990514360?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3732917854990514360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=3732917854990514360&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3732917854990514360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3732917854990514360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/classic-education.html' title='A Classic Education'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RhzYGngm-hI/AAAAAAAAACA/hBvuGHihJ6w/s72-c/0060888695.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-494041174972551243</id><published>2007-04-08T11:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:06:31.271-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>U is for Unexpected</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RhkFCNJHxtI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Oz_Q8Yz7-Fk/s1600-h/9780385663403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RhkFCNJHxtI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Oz_Q8Yz7-Fk/s200/9780385663403.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051073992518518482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; C.S. Richardon's &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385663403"&gt;The End of the Alphabet&lt;/a&gt; is a little package that packs a surprising punch. As you navigate the early pages of the book you find yourself thinking that you're not attached to these two people, to their situation. Here is Ambrose Zephyr, fifty-ish, and married to Zappora (Zipper) Ashkenazi. Ambrose is suddenly diagnosed with an unnamed terminal illness, which sends him on a mad whirlwind tour of some of the places he has always loved and/or has always wanted to see (in order from A to Z). Zipper is dragged along for the ride, wanting to deal with what's happening to them, but suffering in silence for her love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, somewhere in there, I don't know how it happened. I cared. These two people whom I barely know, and yet am given little glimpses of their lives - just enough, and just precisely the right parts - to make me care and feel connected to them. It was at that point that I had to stop and make note of how I felt. Around page 114...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I feel like I'm on a rollercoaster that's climbing, climbing, slowly climbing its way to the top of the tallest peak. Clink by clink I feel the anxious pool of panic swell and spread across my chest as the tears are just welling to the brink, and are suddenly pushed back, not yet allowed to spill for the impending loss of love that Zipper is trying to acknowledge.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to take a breather before moving on to the next book in my &lt;a href="http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wanna-play-too.html"&gt;Spring Reading list&lt;/a&gt;. I love it and hate it at the same time, when a book leaves me with that feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-494041174972551243?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/494041174972551243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=494041174972551243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/494041174972551243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/494041174972551243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/u-is-for-unexpected.html' title='U is for Unexpected'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RhkFCNJHxtI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Oz_Q8Yz7-Fk/s72-c/9780385663403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-5113465060386335787</id><published>2007-04-06T19:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T20:40:59.369-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audiophile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>Some Pig!</title><content type='html'>With my long hours of commuting to work, I've learned to love audiobooks. It took some getting used to, but now I actually (sort of) look forward to the drive because I can continue the story where I left off and lose myself into another world (partially) for an hour or so. People can tailgate and cut me off all they want, and somehow I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, I steer clear of audiobooks that are read by the author, but I've found one that you absolutely MUST hear, even if you are not a fan of audiobooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript' src='http://insight.randomhouse.com/widget/viewer.js'&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript'&gt;new InsightBookReader('audiopreview', '9780807208526', 'Charlottes Web', 'E.B. White, read by the author', '0', '', 'http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780807208526');&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charlotte's Web&lt;/em&gt; is a short audiobook -- only 3 discs long -- but every moment of it is something to be cherished. It is read by E.B. White himself, and there couldn't be a better reader for it. It's as if your grandfather is reading you a story. You can even hear him turning the pages now and then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a heartwarming story, and it really comes alive when it's read aloud. I remember my first exposure to &lt;em&gt;Charlotte's Web&lt;/em&gt;. I was in third grade, and my teacher read the book aloud to our class at the end of every day until we finished. It really made a huge impact on me, I guess, because I still love the story. And this is the second time I have listened to this version of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a listen using the handy little widget above, and tell me what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-5113465060386335787?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5113465060386335787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=5113465060386335787&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/5113465060386335787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/5113465060386335787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-pig.html' title='Some Pig!'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-3819644206141884654</id><published>2007-04-06T13:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T13:26:27.538-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>It's a Young and Restless Friday</title><content type='html'>I love being home on a weekday to catch up on trashy daytime tv. And my big thrill for today was the fact that they finally killed off Dru on the Young and the Restless. Hallelujah! That woman drove me nuts for YEARS on that show. Now if they could only do something about Victoria. And Nikki. Oh, and Sharon's really irking me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I watching this again? :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-3819644206141884654?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3819644206141884654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=3819644206141884654&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3819644206141884654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3819644206141884654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-young-and-restless-friday.html' title='It&apos;s a Young and Restless Friday'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-5374894225096196614</id><published>2007-04-05T21:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:10:55.051-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>When I Grow Up...</title><content type='html'>Squeeeee! A week from Monday I will be starting a new position in my company, and I couldn't be more excited about it because it's giving me that feeling that I'll get to do what I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; want to do. And it's gotten me thinking about all the different types of things that I thought I wanted to be when I grew up, and I'm slightly off track from that. Okay, well maybe a lot off track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What I wanted to be when I grew up:&lt;/span&gt; (in chronological order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Teacher.&lt;/strong&gt; I used to have an old school desk in my bedroom, and I would make these tests up and force my friends to sit at the desk and take the test so I could grade it. I think they put up with it so they could swim in our pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Lawyer.&lt;/strong&gt; I have no idea where this one came from. I remember talking with my dad about it when I was about 11. I think it came from watching Claire Huxtable on the Cosby Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Muppeteer.&lt;/strong&gt; I always had an affinity for Kermit. And I just couldn't STAND it when amateurs tried to make their sock puppets talk, and yet they got the hand motion backwards! Your hand is supposed to OPEN when the words are spoken. For some reason, it's a big pet peeve of mine. Anyway, I gave up this dream when I realized I would have had to move to California where it was really hot. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Video director for Weird Al Yankovic.&lt;/strong&gt; No, I'm not kidding! I was obsessed with Weird Al in junior high, particularly his polkas. I would envision stage versions of them and plan out the video in my head. I think I gave this one up when I discovered that liking Weird Al was not cool with the popular cliques. Don't tell anyone that I still listen to him now and then. And I can still picture my big polka productions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Actress on Broadway.&lt;/strong&gt; There is nothing like standing on stage in front of a full house, belting out a solo and getting all the attention. Oh, I loved being in musicals in school. My last role was Meg Brockie (the town whore) in Brigadoon. My Scottish accent sucked, but I was great at stealing the show. ;) I did realize though, that it was unlikely that I would make it to Broadway, and would probably die a starving wannabe actress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Stage manager.&lt;/strong&gt; I gave up the bright lights for the life behind the curtains for several years. Being a stage manager was completely fulfilling for me, blending the creative side with the organization and administration of it all. I think I just loved being in charge. Unfortunately there's not much money to be made here either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Music teacher.&lt;/strong&gt; In the early years of university, I thought this was it for me. Until I took an exploratory teaching class, and they placed me as a student teacher with 7th and 8th graders. I quickly changed my mind about that profession. Those kids are brutal!! Luckily for me though, I already had enough credits at that point for a music minor, so that made me happy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Webmaster.&lt;/strong&gt; When I gave up on the idea of teaching, I turned to computers as my new hobby, and it quickly became an obsession. I taught myself html, and spent all my spare time online building websites and writing iptscrae for The Palace (geez, does anybody remember that now?). I think this dream stuck, and I've been floating somewhere nearby this profession ever since...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What I actually became:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Web Developer&lt;br /&gt;2. Software Quality Analyst&lt;br /&gt;3. Senior SQA, E-commerce Team Leader&lt;br /&gt;--changed careers &amp; industries--&lt;br /&gt;4. Marketing Assistant&lt;br /&gt;5. Marketing &amp;amp; Publicity Coordinator&lt;br /&gt;6. Marketing Manager&lt;br /&gt;7. Publicity Manager&lt;br /&gt;8. Online Marketing Manager (My new job!! Yeah!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that we ever really stop wanting what we don't have? Do we always yearn for the next great thing? When I took a career management training course in between my big career switch, they told us that on average, a person will change careers (not jobs, actual careers) seven times in their life. SEVEN TIMES! Doesn't that seem like a lot? I'm starting to not believe it, at least for myself, because I feel like I've found the industry that I fit in. At last, I feel like the job is right. (Holy crap, the planets have aligned!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the seven career changes are for the people who are meandering through their lives not really focusing on what it is they really want to do. The career management training was fantastic, because it forced me to focus on figuring out what my skills, talents, and desires were, and it narrowed down my ideal career options. I would totally recommend going through that process to anyone who is not happy in their current career. It could truly change your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, what did you want to be when you grew up? Did you do it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-5374894225096196614?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5374894225096196614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=5374894225096196614&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/5374894225096196614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/5374894225096196614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I Grow Up...'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-6818937761674159988</id><published>2007-04-04T19:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:06:31.472-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Pillow Talk</title><content type='html'>Good grief. My first post in April and we're already four days in. This has been a wild and busy week, and I don't know about you, but I'm exhausted! Can't wait for my head to hit the pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RhQ0G9JHxqI/AAAAAAAAABk/c1a5AIFRW08/s1600-h/pfl_dvd_1-425x425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RhQ0G9JHxqI/AAAAAAAAABk/c1a5AIFRW08/s200/pfl_dvd_1-425x425.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049718376285849250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of hitting pillows...I saw this story on Global News tonight, and it was like watching a train wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canadapfl.com/pfl_fighters.html#"&gt;Apparently pillow fighting has become an official sport.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you kidding me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've applied rules and regulations to pillow fighting and created a league. Oh, and check out their costumes and stage names. Digit Jones? Betty Clock'er? Okay, that part's kinda funny. But I bet some horny guys must be pretty pleased with themselves for creating this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Pillow Fight League (PFL) leads the way as the most exciting and innovative new wave in sports entertainment. Featuring strong female combatants, the PFL is engaged in the unprecedented whip-action attack of pillow fighting. Not just for the slumber-party sleepover anymore, these women are serious brawlers - armed with beauty, brains and a nasty disposition. The contests are fast-paced and furious, with flying feathers and hard-hitting moves. There are various ways to win a match, with a referee always on hand to keep the hair-pulling and scratching to a minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, am I the only one scratching my head on this one? Would you want your daughter to aspire to be a professional pillow fighter so a crowd of guys could get their kicks? Cause you &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; they're not watching it for the educational value. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Maybe I'm just getting old and cranky. Maybe my sense of what's good entertainment is skewed from what tends to be the norm these days. I don't like Survivor. Or American Idol. Or The Bachelor. There, I said it. Flog me if you must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.cogeco.ca/~curiosityshop/smilies/tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm somehow transfixed by &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/dancingwiththestars/index"&gt;Dancing with the Stars&lt;/a&gt;. Crap, what's wrong with me!? :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-6818937761674159988?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6818937761674159988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=6818937761674159988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6818937761674159988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6818937761674159988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/pillow-talk.html' title='Pillow Talk'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RhQ0G9JHxqI/AAAAAAAAABk/c1a5AIFRW08/s72-c/pfl_dvd_1-425x425.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-4861835752035098526</id><published>2007-03-31T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:06:31.595-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>A House Full of Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rg8OlXFr4iI/AAAAAAAAABc/AGqV0mffFsM/s1600-h/9780676977738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048269742321426978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rg8OlXFr4iI/AAAAAAAAABc/AGqV0mffFsM/s320/9780676977738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780676977738"&gt;The Birth House&lt;/a&gt; by Ami McKay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my goodness, if you haven't read this book yet, you simply must! I had been putting it off for quite a while, even though I had heard wonderful things about it. Now, I am so glad that I added it to my &lt;a href="http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wanna-play-too.html"&gt;Spring Reading Thing 2007&lt;/a&gt; list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Dora Rare tells us her stories of daily life in Scots Bay, Nova Scotia in the early 1900s. But her daily life was far from ordinary. Growing up in a house surrounded by men (she had six brothers) Dora quickly became "one of the boys" much to her father's chagrine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to separate her from her rowdy brothers so that she might eventually catch the eye of a suitor her father insisted on sending her to live with her Aunt Fran, who would teach her to be a lady. Well, Dorrie's mother wouldn't hear of it, since Aunt Fran is a bit high-and-mighty, well-to-do, and always seems to find a way to look down her nose at their simple ways. (As it turns out, Aunt Fran isn't nearly as perfect as she would like us to think!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dora, instead, goes to live with Miss Marie Babineau, the elderly midwife ("witch" according to many townfolk) who mentored her in catching babies and healing the sick with all sorts of potions and dreadful-sounding concoctions, and many many prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the story unfolds, Dora takes Miss B.'s role on, and gets into a few rough spots, thanks to the "know-it-all" Dr. Gilbert Thomas who has opened a new Maternity hospital for women to have their babies at, "pain-free" with the help of a little twilight sleep. His ridiculous remedies and theories of women's fits of hysteria and the cures therein (think of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Road-Wellville-T-C-Boyle/dp/0140167188/ref=pd_bbs_2/104-3515467-3479164?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1175393849&amp;sr=1-2"&gt;The Road to Wellville&lt;/a&gt;) were unfortunately, quite accurate for the time. Of course Dr. Thomas would like all the women to choose his practice because that means more money in his pocket. Therefore, he needs to convince Dora (and the community) that she really &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; end her midwifery days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dora finds herself rushing to Halifax, thrown into the aftermath of the Halifax explosion to care for the pregnant women who were launched into premature labour from the impact of the explosion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finds herself fleeing to Boston, where she questions her small-town existence as she is inspired by the women's movement and also unknowingly by Miss Honey, one of the girls at Paddy Malloy's Playhouse nextdoor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the years go by, we watch Dora grow out of her shell and become the woman she is intended to be, and her life unfolds, just as Miss B. predicted it would: in a house full of babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters are each unique and memorable. You can certainly find something to detest or adore about each of them - no matter how small a role they play. The research that McKay has done for this book is thorough, and she even calls on real historical events that greatly impact the lives of the residents of Scots Bay (the war, the Halifax explosion, for example).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I was surprised to discover that the entire premise of this book is based on the life of a real midwife who used to live in the house that McKay bought in Nova Scotia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the book, and then go to McKay's website, &lt;a href="http://www.thebirthhouse.com/"&gt;http://www.thebirthhouse.com/&lt;/a&gt; to discover the conception of the novel, learn tidbits of history (such as midwifery in the early 1900s, groups like the Occasional Knitter's Society, and yes, even the early uses of the vibrator to cure hysteria), and even have your tea leaves read to see what the future holds for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was by far, one of the most wonderful, engaging reads I have ever had. The storyline had me engrossed from start to finish. And the design is perfectly detailed. There are even notes from the Willow Book included at the end (just in case you need a little Beaver Brew or Raspberry Tea).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-4861835752035098526?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4861835752035098526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=4861835752035098526&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/4861835752035098526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/4861835752035098526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/house-full-of-babies.html' title='A House Full of Babies'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rg8OlXFr4iI/AAAAAAAAABc/AGqV0mffFsM/s72-c/9780676977738.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-4955596398325223081</id><published>2007-03-30T08:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T08:25:29.236-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audiophile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>1, 2, 3 Vampire Hunters! MWAH-Ah-ahhh!</title><content type='html'>When I picked up the unabridged audio CD of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Historian-Novel-Elizabeth-Kostova/dp/1594830371/ref=sr_1_4/702-6180241-3811250?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;amp;qid=1174182239&amp;sr=1-4"&gt;The Historian&lt;/a&gt; by Elizabeth Kostova, I thought I was in for a real treat because I had heard quite a bit of buzz about this book. And, well, let's face it. I DID have that short vampire obsession phase back in college with Anne Rice's chronicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This audiobook boasts an ensemble cast of SIX readers, which is way more than typical. I do like the fact that there were so many different voices because it made the book feel more like one of those old radio mystery programs, which was kind of cool. The sound effects and menacing music were great for about the first disc, but then you just start expecting them, and it starts to sound silly. Something dramatic concludes the chapter, and right on cue: Dah, dah, daaaaaaaah from the orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do have to say that the utter dissapointment in this audiobook reached a climax with the entrance of Dracula himself. I kid you not, he sounded just like Count the Count from Sesame Street:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Su6HaAzpDt0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Su6HaAzpDt0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just waiting for the moment when he says, "I vant to suck your blooooood!" Terrible stereotyping of what Hollywood has done to Dracula. Seriously, I laughed through the rest of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had read the book, I'm sure I would have enjoyed the story a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're into vampires and whatnot, I'd say, &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/results.pperl?title_auth_isbn=anne+rice"&gt;stick with Anne Rice&lt;/a&gt;. She's got it down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-4955596398325223081?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4955596398325223081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=4955596398325223081&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/4955596398325223081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/4955596398325223081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/1-2-3-vampire-hunters-mwah-ah-ahhh.html' title='1, 2, 3 Vampire Hunters! MWAH-Ah-ahhh!'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-5766655618799134331</id><published>2007-03-28T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:06:33.313-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>What Oprah's Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307387899"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047016208871449106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RgqagHFr4hI/AAAAAAAAABU/Vi3wo9DBB50/s200/9780307387899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.oprah.com/books/books_landing.jhtml"&gt;Oprah has announced&lt;/a&gt; that &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307387899"&gt;The Road by Cormac McCarthy&lt;/a&gt; is her latest book club selection. I haven't read it yet, but maybe I should add it to my spring challenge list! It sounds pretty great:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A father and his son walk alone through burned America. Nothing moves in the ravaged landscape save the ash on the wind. It is cold enough to crack stones, and when the snow falls it is gray. The sky is dark. Their destination is the coast, although they don't know what, if anything, awaits them there. They have nothing; just a pistol to defend themselves against the lawless bands that stalk the road, the clothes they are wearing, a cart of scavenged food-—and each other.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you read it yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-5766655618799134331?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5766655618799134331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=5766655618799134331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/5766655618799134331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/5766655618799134331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-oprahs-reading.html' title='What Oprah&apos;s Reading'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RgqagHFr4hI/AAAAAAAAABU/Vi3wo9DBB50/s72-c/9780307387899.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-3054150324060083587</id><published>2007-03-26T20:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:06:33.403-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>Brown Paper Packages Tied Up with Strings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://randomeme4u.blogspot.com/"&gt;randomness...feed your mind and your blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week of March 25: A Few of My Favorite Things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's your favorite.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. food: I'll break this one down into two categories. Fave healthy food? Yogurt. Especially now that I've discovered the delectable goodness of Activia's apple meusli &amp; nuts. Now, fave food in general? &lt;a href="http://www.dairygoodness.ca/en/consumers/products/cheese/encyclopedia/landing.htm"&gt;CHEESE!&lt;/a&gt; Ohhh I *heart* cheese. Give me a chunk of bread and a hunk of cheese and I'm in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. movie: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0096171/"&gt;Stealing Home&lt;/a&gt; (Mark Harmon &amp;amp; Jodi Foster) Something about this movie just gets me every time. And for anyone who's seen this one, you'll know what it means when I say, "Goodnight Mrs. Paaaaaaarks!" :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzA0nG_PurQ"&gt;Grace Kelly&lt;/a&gt; by Mika, but as far as music goes my favourites change frequently. But ooh, Mika's album is released in Canada tomorrow! I've been looking forward to this one...he's a great blend of Elton John, Scissor Sisters, and Queen. What a combination. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g8AGs0iSuEM"&gt;Big Girl&lt;/a&gt; is a great anthem for us fluffy girls out there. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. color: &lt;a href="http://www.crayola.com/coloring_application/index.cfm?referrer=/colorcensus/history/chronology.cfm&amp;amp;mt=digicolor"&gt;Brick Red&lt;/a&gt; (with glitter!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. outdoor activity: Walking. Am I boring yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. season: Fall is indisputably the most beautiful season, in my opinion. Nothing greater than the changing colour of leaves, the crisp autumn air, breaking out your sweaters, and curling up by the fireplace with a cup of cocoa and a good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. book: Oh, now this isn't fair. There's no possible way in the universe that I can narrow it down to one fave. So I'll give you my latest one: &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780676974096"&gt;The Way the Crow Flies&lt;/a&gt; by Ann-Marie MacDonald. Her previous book, &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780394281780"&gt;Fall on Your Knees&lt;/a&gt; was an Oprah pick, but this one grabbed me on a more personal level. Perhaps it's my childhood fascination with Bugs Bunny, just like the main character, Madeleine McCarthy. Or maybe it's something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. store: One word - &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/"&gt;IKEA&lt;/a&gt;. I know, some people look down on it because it's "cheap" stuff. But hey, why should I spend 3x the money at a fancy furniture store, when IKEA stuff looks great and holds up just fine in my house? More money for me to spend on books. And shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. car: I've only had a few cars in my lifetime, but so far the best has been my Honda Civic (06)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. animal: This guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RghyDQP8pOI/AAAAAAAAABM/MLxiTb7ghI8/s1600-h/happydog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046408782695671010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RghyDQP8pOI/AAAAAAAAABM/MLxiTb7ghI8/s200/happydog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-3054150324060083587?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3054150324060083587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=3054150324060083587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3054150324060083587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3054150324060083587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/brown-paper-packages-tied-up-with.html' title='Brown Paper Packages Tied Up with Strings...'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/RghyDQP8pOI/AAAAAAAAABM/MLxiTb7ghI8/s72-c/happydog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-5099149698820349432</id><published>2007-03-26T18:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:16:41.359-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>Visual DNA</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#25510D" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="bgcolor=#25510D&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-183DE488.jpeg&amp;c1=&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_1D1068AF.jpeg&amp;c2=&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_276D3B22.jpeg&amp;c3=&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_25B7649E.jpeg&amp;c4=&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7C115110.jpeg&amp;c5=&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-71DC4AA8.jpeg&amp;c6=&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2ED3857.jpeg&amp;c7=&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-54780884.jpeg&amp;c8=&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3459F62E.jpeg&amp;c9=&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-4DF2091A.jpeg&amp;c10=&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_494EB337.jpeg&amp;c11=&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_1D28CE3C.jpeg&amp;c12=&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_5C1B12D6.jpeg&amp;c13=&amp;moodlabel=DREAMER&amp;lovelabel=HOME SOUL&amp;funlabel=ESCAPE ARTIST&amp;habitslabel=BACK TO BASICS&amp;uid=393093-535d&amp;srv=iwebhd3" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=393093-535d&amp;srv=iwebhd3" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc"&gt;&amp;trade;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://imagini.net/friends/" style="color:rgb(255,255,255) "&gt;Get your own VisualDNA&amp;trade;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-5099149698820349432?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5099149698820349432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=5099149698820349432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/5099149698820349432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/5099149698820349432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/visual-dna.html' title='Visual DNA'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-7281849760749339886</id><published>2007-03-24T08:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T08:57:15.687-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lines I Like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>Boys and Their Muddy Boots</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm the only girl stuck in the middle of six boys who spend most of their days poking, laughing and wrestling together as they trip and drag their muddy boots through my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dora Rare, &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780676977738"&gt;The Birth House&lt;/a&gt; by Ami McKay&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-7281849760749339886?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7281849760749339886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=7281849760749339886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/7281849760749339886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/7281849760749339886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/boys-and-their-muddy-boots.html' title='Boys and Their Muddy Boots'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-140907119239600912</id><published>2007-03-23T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T12:27:42.574-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>Random House has Insight</title><content type='html'>When you're surfing the net for your next great reading purchase, do you ever read excerpts before you decide to buy? It's one of my own personal favourite ways of determining whether a book will capture my interest or not. I love to read the first line. If it grabs me, I'll read the full first paragraph. And sometimes I go even further and read the entire sample that's available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I surf through the various book blogs out there, I enjoy reading what people have to say about the book they just finished. But it's usually not enough for me. I still have that little nagging voice that says, "browse inside the book first!" But then I usually have to go to the trouble of following a link to the publisher or to Amazon, finding out if there even IS an excerpt available, getting into the reader, taking a peek, then if I decide to buy it, I have to get back to the main page...yadda, yadda, yadda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now there's a cool little gadget that will make that whole process a lot quicker and easier. And it's snazzy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com"&gt;Random House&lt;/a&gt; has introduced Insight - a digital distribution tool, and a neat little widget that lets you take a sneak peek into many of their books with a Browse &amp; Search function. It's an online book reader that shows you what the actual pages look like, and gives you a decent chunk of the book to get a good feel for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what's even cooler? They've designed it so that you can add the widget to your website or blog. Check this out: (You will need Flash 9.0 to view this, and it's available for free &lt;a href="http://www.adobe.com/support/flashplayer/downloads.html" TARGET="_top"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript' src='http://insight.randomhouse.com/widget/viewer.js'&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript'&gt;new InsightBookReader('preview', '9780307264558', 'I%20Feel%20Bad%20About%20My%20Neck', 'Nora%20Ephron', '0', '', 'http://www.randomhouse.com/cgi-bin/buy_landing.php?isbn=9780307264558');&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that little binoculars icon at the top right corner? Click on that, and you can search the contents of the ENTIRE book (not just what's here in the preview). So let's say, you're doing research for a term paper, and you're looking for a book with lots of information on...oh, I dunno...agoraphobia. You've found a book on phobias, but you're not sure if agoraphobia is covered. Problem solved...do a search for agoraphobia, and you'll find all the instances of that word in the entire book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for my fellow audiophiles out there, they've also got samples for audio books too, so you can have a little listen before you buy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript' src='http://insight.randomhouse.com/widget/viewer.js'&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript'&gt;new InsightBookReader('audiopreview', '9780739341322', 'The Double Bind', 'Chris Bohjalian', '0', '', 'http://www.randomhouse.com/cgi-bin/buy_landing.php?isbn=9780739341322');&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There's even a wee little audio version too...great for your sidebar!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript' src='http://insight.randomhouse.com/widget/viewer.js'&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript'&gt;new InsightBookReader('audio', '9780739313121', 'The Da Vinci Code', 'Dan Brown', '0', '', 'http://www.randomhouse.com/cgi-bin/buy_landing.php?isbn=9780739313121');&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.biz/webservices/insight/widget/"&gt;read more about Insight here&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/insight/index.html"&gt;check out the available titles with Browse &amp; Search here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new little goody makes me giddy. :) Can't wait to get to my next book that has Browse &amp; Search available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sidebar will be widgetylicious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-140907119239600912?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/140907119239600912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=140907119239600912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/140907119239600912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/140907119239600912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/random-house-has-insight.html' title='Random House has Insight'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-4900803695705346461</id><published>2007-03-22T19:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T20:06:32.987-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>Salem Falls by Jodi Picoult</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;***Potential SPOILER Alert***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second novel by Jodi Picoult that I have read, (&lt;em&gt;The Pact&lt;/em&gt; was the first) and I have enjoyed both of them. Her common themes of teenage angst and unrequited love make for easy curl-up-with-your-book reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;em&gt;Salem Falls&lt;/em&gt;, Jack St. Bride has developed a bad reputation that follows him wherever he goes. You see, Jack was wrongfully convicted for statutory rape of one of his former students who had a crush on him and made it all up. Following a prison term, Jack moves onto a new town, a new life. There, he meets Addie Peabody - a slightly odd woman who runs the Do-Or-Diner and who hasn't been able to completely get over her daughter's premature death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people of the town eventually discover that Jack is an ex-con, and begin the brutal campaign of running him out of town without a thought to his rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real trouble begins when one of the local school girls (who is involved in witchcraft) cries rape and points the blame at Jack. Yep, the poor guy was accused again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An investigation and trial ensues, and Jack is defended by none other than Jordan MacAfee (who also appeared in &lt;em&gt;The Pact&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't spoil the ending for you, but you can guess how it all works out. They always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter though...the point is, this is a good, quick, pleasurable read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-4900803695705346461?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4900803695705346461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=4900803695705346461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/4900803695705346461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/4900803695705346461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/salem-falls-by-jodi-picoult.html' title='Salem Falls by Jodi Picoult'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-499935938559070910</id><published>2007-03-22T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T13:23:56.200-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>Short Stories Vs. Novels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bookingthroughthursday.blogspot.com"&gt;Booking Through Thursday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Short Stories? Or full-length novels? &lt;/em&gt;I never really was a fan of short stories for the longest time. Until I read "The Kittens" by Dean Koontz. (Yeah, I know, this is my third Koontz post in a row. Sheesh.) But that story was amazing, and proved to me that short stories can have the same profound effect on you that full length novels can.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;And, what's your favorite source for short stories? (You know, if you read them.) &lt;/em&gt;I still don't read a lot of short fiction, but when I do, it's usually in an anthology like &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Norton-Anthology-Fiction-Seventh-Regular/dp/0393926117/ref=sr_1_1/702-0220241-7526421?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1174584050&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Journey-Prize-Stories-18-Canadas/dp/0771095600/ref=sr_1_1/702-0220241-7526421?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1174584093&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-499935938559070910?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/499935938559070910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=499935938559070910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/499935938559070910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/499935938559070910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/short-stories-vs-novels.html' title='Short Stories Vs. Novels'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-6301618466646280698</id><published>2007-03-21T09:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T10:05:57.266-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>Book Trailers the New Marketing Tool?</title><content type='html'>Something that seems to be building in the book marketing world is the creation of book trailers. I have to say, I'm really keen on this idea. It's been a long-time effective marketing tool for movies, so why couldn't it work for books too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random House is turning the idea into a contest, which is brilliant, IMHO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean Koontz needs you to &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/bantamdell/koontz/"&gt;direct the trailer&lt;/a&gt; for his upcoming book, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Good-Guy-Dean-Koontz/dp/0553804812/ref=pd_ka_1/702-6180241-3811250?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1174485758&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Good Guy&lt;/a&gt;. Use your video cam, cell phone cam, or whatever else you can think of to create a 30 second trailer based on the 2 chapter excerpt they've provided. Upload your masterpiece to YouTube for all to see, and you'll get a groovy t-shirt that proudly states, "I shot The Good Guy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheer brilliance. I'm not eligible to enter, but I might try to come up with something just for fun. Although I'm limited in the fact that I have no video camera. Hrm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a great example of a professional book trailer. This is for Dean Koontz's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Husband-Dean-Koontz/dp/0553804790/ref=sr_1_2/702-6180241-3811250?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1174485833&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;The Husband&lt;/a&gt; (which was a fast-paced thriller!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9tswoLdtyLg" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-6301618466646280698?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6301618466646280698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=6301618466646280698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6301618466646280698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6301618466646280698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/book-trailers-new-marketing-tool.html' title='Book Trailers the New Marketing Tool?'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-7785164296870836999</id><published>2007-03-19T20:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:06:33.563-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenges'/><title type='text'>I Wanna Play Too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rf8vUY1rukI/AAAAAAAAABE/4_K7Dmh-dMo/s1600-h/SRTside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043802134989748802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rf8vUY1rukI/AAAAAAAAABE/4_K7Dmh-dMo/s200/SRTside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Katrina over at &lt;a href="http://callapidderdays.blogspot.com"&gt;Callapidder Days&lt;/a&gt; has announced the spring challenge from March 21 to June 21, with the snappy and highly appropriate name of &lt;a href="http://callapidderdays.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring-reading-challenge-are-you-in.html"&gt;Spring Reading Thing 2007!&lt;/a&gt; But in my own little world, I like to think of it as "Tackle the Mountain 2007." Working for a publisher has ensured my neverending supply of books that threaten to topple my bookshelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my target list which is bound to grow, since I'm going to another booksale on April 14.&lt;br /&gt;(in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Birth-House-Ami-Mckay/dp/0676977731/ref=pd_ka_1/702-0220241-7526421?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1174417730&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Birth House&lt;/a&gt; by Ami McKay&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Keep-Jennifer-Egan/dp/1400043921/ref=pd_ka_1/702-0220241-7526421?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1174417776&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Keep&lt;/a&gt; by Jennifer Egan&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Good-Guy-Dean-Koontz/dp/0553804812/ref=sr_1_1/702-0220241-7526421?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;qid=1174417820&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Good Guy&lt;/a&gt; by Dean Koontz&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/World-Below-Novel-Sue-Miller/dp/0345481062/ref=sr_1_1/702-0220241-7526421?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1174419181&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The World Below&lt;/a&gt; by Sue Miller&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Wreckage-Michael-Crummey/dp/0385660618/ref=pd_ka_1/702-6180241-3811250?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1174439299&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Wreckage&lt;/a&gt; by Michael Crummey&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/End-Alphabet-CS-Richardson/dp/0385663404/ref=sr_1_1/702-6180241-3811250?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1174439426&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The End of the Alphabet&lt;/a&gt; by CS Richardson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is anyone else creeped out by the fact that every book on my list starts with "The?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*shudder*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On with the reading!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-7785164296870836999?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7785164296870836999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=7785164296870836999&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/7785164296870836999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/7785164296870836999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wanna-play-too.html' title='I Wanna Play Too!'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rf8vUY1rukI/AAAAAAAAABE/4_K7Dmh-dMo/s72-c/SRTside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-3705465477617567809</id><published>2007-03-19T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:06:34.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>What Books May Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bookcriticscircle.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-are-you-looking-forward-to-reading_19.html"&gt;Critical Mass asks, "What Are You Looking Forward to Reading This Spring?"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rf8rHI1rujI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7oAU8_Fe_gg/s1600-h/koontz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043797509309970994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rf8rHI1rujI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7oAU8_Fe_gg/s200/koontz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780553804812"&gt;The Good Guy by Dean Koontz&lt;/a&gt; (Bantam, May) I've been a big fan of Dean Koontz since high school. My collection of dog-eared mass markets and hardcovers spill off the shelves in my basement. In my humble opinion, I went through a rough spell starting with &lt;em&gt;From the Corner of His Eye&lt;/em&gt; through &lt;em&gt;By the Light of the Moon&lt;/em&gt;. But with &lt;em&gt;Life Expectancy&lt;/em&gt;, he had snagged me again, and whenever a new one comes out, I simply devour it. This new one promises a thrilling ride, as Timothy Carrier attempts to save a woman's life, but in doing so, implicates himself as the one who's hiring her killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.booklounge.ca/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780676978810"&gt;On Chesil Beach by Ian McEwan&lt;/a&gt; (Knopf Canada, April) &lt;em&gt;Atonement&lt;/em&gt; was an amazing read. Someone swiped my copy of &lt;em&gt;Saturda&lt;/em&gt;y, but it's also been on my wish list for a while. But &lt;a href="http://www.ianmcewan.com/docs/OnChesilBeach_NewYorker.pdf"&gt;read the exerpt of this new one&lt;/a&gt; (pdf), and tell me you don't want more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.simonsays.com/content/book.cfm?tab=1&amp;pid=525207"&gt;Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult&lt;/a&gt; (Atria, March) This is the book that people have been saying has the Columbine-type plot with school violence. I've read 1.5 books by Picoult (&lt;em&gt;The Pact&lt;/em&gt;, and I'm almost done with &lt;em&gt;Salem Falls&lt;/em&gt;), and both have captured the young and tortured souls of teenaged angst extremely well. She's good at the love story, and great with the courtroom scenes that don't get the snooze award like some others. &lt;a href="http://www.simonsays.com/content/book.cfm?tab=1&amp;amp;pid=525207&amp;agid=2"&gt;Check out this excerpt.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.simonsays.com/content/book.cfm?tab=1&amp;amp;pid=534227"&gt;Everything I needed to Know About Being a Girl I Learned from Judy Blume by 24 notable female authors&lt;/a&gt; (Pocket, June) Seriously, I don't know a girl out there who hasn't read a Judy Blume novel and learned a thing or two. I remember passing around a copy of &lt;em&gt;Wifey&lt;/em&gt; with my junior high girlfriends and giggling about all the smutty parts. God love ya, Judy Blume.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-3705465477617567809?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3705465477617567809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=3705465477617567809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3705465477617567809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3705465477617567809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-books-may-come.html' title='What Books May Come'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rf8rHI1rujI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7oAU8_Fe_gg/s72-c/koontz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-6291684265642847973</id><published>2007-03-19T19:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T16:50:56.267-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Long Time Gone</title><content type='html'>So I feel the need to explain my blogginess. Er, my blogessence. Um. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a blog way back in 2002. I called it The Old Curiosity Shop, and this was my very first post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.17.2002 &lt;a name="79062994"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curiosity is not just for cats. I read to learn. I read to feel. I read because I'm curious about the world and about people. I love to share my favorite books and poems with people. That's just what this is. The Old Curiosity Shop of Literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along the way, I lost track of that mission. I went strong for a good solid year, I think, and then the posts started coming few and far between. I think I figured out a reason for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a perfectionist (like so many others who say they're a perfectionist when asked what their negative qualities are) and I can't seem to continually produce what I intend to be high-quality posts on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I get over that? Well...I can start writing rambly posts like this one until I figure out what the heck I'm trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always believed that good writing is an art that is well practiced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy, have I been out of practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I feel that urge again...to write...to discover...to share the things I know. It's a pretty profound feeling. I hope it sticks around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-6291684265642847973?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6291684265642847973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=6291684265642847973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6291684265642847973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6291684265642847973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/long-time-gone.html' title='Long Time Gone'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-3797284067300575734</id><published>2007-03-18T15:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:06:34.990-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>Eggs Benny on a Sunday: Books &amp; Brunch</title><content type='html'>This morning I hopped into my little silver Civic and tootled on downtown to the King Eddie hotel for Books &amp; Brunch. A little eggs benedict, some adorable conversation with the senior citizens at my table, and some great talks from the following authors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rf2Z0CQpTZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/R1mHeAetlQ4/s1600-h/bartleman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rf2Z0CQpTZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/R1mHeAetlQ4/s200/bartleman2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043356276963757458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Honourable &lt;strong&gt;James Bartleman&lt;/strong&gt; started the program off with an inspiring talk about his new book, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcclelland.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780771011405"&gt;Raisin Wine&lt;/a&gt;, which naturally led to his literacy efforts for Aboriginal children in Canada. He has established some amazing initiatives, including an annual book drive which has sent over a million books to reserves in an effort to build libraries and ensure that every aboriginal child has a book to call their own. This is a program that gets right to the core of my heart because books had a profound effect on me as a child (as they did for His Honour -- they changed his life completely, going from a poor kid in Port Carling to the Lieutenant Governor of Ontario. I'd say they had an effect!). I encourage you to &lt;a href="http://www.lt.gov.on.ca/sections_english/welcome/hishonour_main.html"&gt;read more about the wonderful literacy initiatives&lt;/a&gt;, and get involved however you can! And, I also encourage you to &lt;a href="http://www.mcclelland.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780771011405&amp;view=auqa"&gt;read the author Q&amp;A about his book&lt;/a&gt;. And then &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Raisin-Wine-Boyhood-Different-Muskoka/dp/0771011407/ref=pd_ka_1/702-6180241-3811250?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1174245998&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;go buy the book&lt;/a&gt; at your favourite local bookstore. It's a delightfully devourable read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rf2TACQpTWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/aa7TdeG5JIs/s1600-h/maclear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rf2TACQpTWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/aa7TdeG5JIs/s200/maclear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043348786540793186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next up was the lovely &lt;strong&gt;Kyo Maclear&lt;/strong&gt;, whose book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Letter-Opener-Kyo-Maclear/dp/0002006073/ref=pd_ka_1/702-6180241-3811250?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1174245058&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Letter Opener&lt;/a&gt; is about a woman who works in the Undeliverable Mail Office, and one day discovers that her co-worker has gone missing. Maclear began her talk by reminding us that there actually is a LOT of lost mail out there...some of it with your very own name on it likely sitting in a lost mail bin somewhere out there. Do you ever wonder what's been lost of yours? Letter from an old friend? Bills that never showed up (hoorah!)? How many birthday gifts have gone missing? What a wondrous treasure trove that Undeliverable Mail Office must be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rf2VdiQpTXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WoZZ_7NNu_4/s1600-h/kay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rf2VdiQpTXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WoZZ_7NNu_4/s200/kay.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043351492370189682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Guy Gavriel Kay&lt;/strong&gt; spoke about the way each of our individual pasts have an effect on our reaction to and interaction with a book can have. That's part of the conversation between the author and the reader. If you've just had a terrible argument with a friend, then your interpretation of a book you're reading will be different than when you are having a brilliantly good day. And Kay wants to be the kind of author that keeps you up until three in the morning, even if you have a meeting at 8:00, or have to get the kids off to school, or whatever. He wants you to not be able to put that book down...to not end that conversation between author and reader because you just can't wait to see how it all ends. Will his latest book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Ysabel-Guy-Gavriel-Kay/dp/0670043214/ref=sr_1_1/702-6180241-3811250?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1174246688&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Ysabel&lt;/a&gt; do that for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rf2WyiQpTYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/criI6opIwH8/s1600-h/armstrong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rf2WyiQpTYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/criI6opIwH8/s200/armstrong.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043352952659070338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last but by no means least, &lt;strong&gt;Sally Armstrong&lt;/strong&gt; described her excitement for researching her book, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Nine-Lives-Charlotte-Taylor-Miramichi/dp/0679314040/ref=sr_1_1/702-6180241-3811250?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1174247073&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Nine Lives of Charlotte Taylor&lt;/a&gt;, about her great-great-great-grandmother. It sounds like a fascinating story. And because I don't feel like paraphrasing, here's the book description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In 1775, twenty-year-old Charlotte Taylor fled her English country house with her lover, the family’s black butler. To escape the fury of her father, they boarded a ship for the West Indies, but ten days after reaching shore, Charlotte’s lover died of yellow fever, leaving her alone and pregnant in Jamaica. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undaunted, Charlotte swiftly made an alliance with a British naval commodore, who plied a trading route between the islands and British North America, and travelled north with him. She landed at the Baie de Chaleur, in what is present-day New Brunswick, where she found refuge with the Mi’kmaq and birthed her baby. In the sixty-six years that followed, she would have three husbands, nine more children and a lifelong relationship with an aboriginal man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte Taylor lived in the front row of history, walking the same paths as the expelled Acadians, the privateers of the British-American War and the newly arriving Loyalists. In a rough and beautiful landscape, she struggled to clear and claim land, and battled the devastating epidemics that stalked her growing family. Using a seamless blend of fact and fiction, Charlotte Taylor’s great-great-great-granddaughter, Sally Armstrong, reclaims the life of a dauntless and unusual woman and delivers living history with all the drama and sweep of a novel.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-3797284067300575734?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3797284067300575734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=3797284067300575734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3797284067300575734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/3797284067300575734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/eggs-benny-on-sunday-books-brunch.html' title='Eggs Benny on a Sunday: Books &amp; Brunch'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/Rf2Z0CQpTZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/R1mHeAetlQ4/s72-c/bartleman2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-6963203456596459021</id><published>2007-03-14T19:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T17:52:56.822-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healthy Goodness'/><title type='text'>No, it's not the Bass-O-Matic 76, it's the HydraCoach!</title><content type='html'>For those of us who are mathematically challenged in keeping track of our water intake, it's the new &lt;a href="http://www.walkingadvantage.com/hydracoach"&gt;HydraCoach Intelligent Water Bottle&lt;/a&gt;! Gotta love their catch line too: "It Thinks While You Drink." Ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apparently this handy little contraption will set a Personal Hydration Goal for you, and will monitor your daily intake. It even calculates your average consumption, the time left you have in the day to meet your goal, and yes, even the "Sip Tracker" tells you the "amount and percentage of fluid consumed relative to your Personal Hydration Goal." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this for a mere $30 purchase. Who knew drinking water could be so complex?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-6963203456596459021?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6963203456596459021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=6963203456596459021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6963203456596459021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/6963203456596459021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-its-not-bass-o-matic-76-its.html' title='No, it&apos;s not the Bass-O-Matic 76, it&apos;s the HydraCoach!'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-21164722502457767</id><published>2007-03-07T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T17:54:10.520-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>How do you solve a problem like ice on the CN Tower?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/News/article/189007"&gt;Ice Closes Gardiner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week in Toronto, a major section of the Gardiner Expressway was closed due to the threat of falling sheets of ice the size of dinner tables from the side of the CN Tower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The size of DINNER TABLES. Yikes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this little conundrum made my commuting hours hellish. As any Torontonian knows, whenever something happens on the Gardiner/QEW, you get gridlocked traffic trying to get out of the city which makes for lots and lots of cranky motorists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me included. CRANKY-pants! My commute home on Monday afternoon took over 2 hours, when it shouldhave taken 1. Grumble grumble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the good news is, the highway has reopened -- for now. The sheet of ice is still clinging for dear life on the tower, and officials have no idea how to get it down safely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter the brilliant Canadian public: &lt;br /&gt;"Ask the Maple Leafs to play on it. Maybe they'll actually win a game." &lt;br /&gt;- Wilson Chung, Mississauga &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ouch...hey, they DID win last night!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Put a bunch of politicians in the 360 Restaurant. All the hot air generated is sure to melt the ice." &lt;br /&gt;- Trevor Dzoutzidis, Toronto &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where is Spiderman when we really need him?" &lt;br /&gt;- R. Swift, Point Edward &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have them re-route the cast of Amazing Race All-Stars to the base of the CN Tower. Give each team a soup spoon and tell them the last one to remove their section of ice is eliminated. Those guys will do anything." &lt;br /&gt;- Bryant St., Toronto &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lower a large speaker from above and acoustically blast it off. I'm thinking Celine Dion. She can hit the high notes and that way she could use her voice for good instead of evil." &lt;br /&gt;- Tom MacMillan, Brockville &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheer silliness! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't they do my idea? Get a helicopter up there with a really big broom hanging from it, and smack that tower around a little bit? That'll teach it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-21164722502457767?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/21164722502457767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=21164722502457767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/21164722502457767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/21164722502457767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-do-you-solve-problem-like-ice-on-cn.html' title='How do you solve a problem like ice on the CN Tower?'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-4728919546460772962</id><published>2007-02-27T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T16:09:34.748-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healthy Goodness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookalicious'/><title type='text'>Deconstructing the Twinkie: Or, Thou Shalt Not Eat the Pudding.</title><content type='html'>There's a brand-spankin' new book coming out on Thursday called &lt;i&gt;Twinkie, Deconstructed: My Journey to Discover How the Ingredients Found in Processed Foods Are Grown, Mined (Yes, Mined), and Manipulated Into What America Eats&lt;/i&gt; by Steve Ettinger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/17303919/site/&lt;br /&gt;newsweek/"&gt;Here is an interesting review in Newsweek&lt;/a&gt;,  which describes one ingredient in the Twinkie as "food-grade plaster of Paris."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eek. I grew up on those things! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder it's easy for us to be unhealthy and overweight. Food companies are coming up with these wonderfully tasty treats that have absolutely NO nutritional value whatsoever. And we've learned (over time) that these "foods" are making our lives easier because they're fast to prepare, and easy to carry around with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to my desk at lunchtime today... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happily chomped down my fat free chicken sandwich (complete with honey mustard, sans mayo) and then considered my next option. I had a lovely clementine rolling around in my lunch sack...right next to...a little plastic cup of heaven: a Jell-o Fat Free Chocolate Pudding Cup! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh boy. Well I wasn't terribly hungry, having just gobbled my sandwich, so I decided to choose one or the other to finish off my lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clementine? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pudding? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess which won. Yah. You got it. The tiny cup of goodness...100 calories of God knows what that gave me nothing valuable in return other than a 1 minute full of chocolatey bliss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have picked the clementine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tell me, what would you have done?? Honestly! I felt like I'd broken a commandment afterwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-4728919546460772962?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4728919546460772962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=4728919546460772962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/4728919546460772962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/4728919546460772962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/deconstructing-twinkie-or-thou-shalt.html' title='Deconstructing the Twinkie: Or, Thou Shalt Not Eat the Pudding.'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-115854033670243738</id><published>2006-09-17T20:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T17:58:34.857-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>chicken and potatoes: a writing exercise from 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/pretend_writer/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pretend Writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Write a piece that contains the following words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;potato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;landing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jaunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;silver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;chilly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;variety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;package&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Cecilia shifted the brown &lt;strong&gt;paper&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;package&lt;/strong&gt; from the butcher's counter under her right arm and stroked the unhideable &lt;strong&gt;bump&lt;/strong&gt; of the baby girl that was expanding her way into the world. From the moment Cecilia realized she was pregnant, her hand, sometimes involuntarily, wandered to her belly to protect and to comfort.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now, in the &lt;strong&gt;chilly&lt;/strong&gt; aisles of the SuperMart as she browsed the &lt;strong&gt;variety&lt;/strong&gt; of canned ravioli in &lt;strong&gt;silver&lt;/strong&gt; tins, she suddenly longed for the closeness of her family. It was two Thanksgivings ago when she last saw them. When she closed her eyes she could still see them all seated around the dining table, her mother's traditional dinner aromas almost overwhelming her with joy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;She made her way over to the produce department, directly toward the heaping pile of Yukon Golds. Ripping a plastic produce bag from the roll, she selected a large &lt;strong&gt;potato&lt;/strong&gt;, already envisioning a beautifully steaming mound of mashed potatoes on her dinner plate. When she pulled the third potato from the pile, her mouth watering with the buttery taste, she triggered an avalanche from the unstable mountain, and the potatoes came rolling off the table with a hundred thuds, &lt;strong&gt;landing&lt;/strong&gt; on the green tiled. Momentarily frozen, and completely embarrassed, Cecilia quickly scanned the area to see if anyone had witnessed this humiliation. As she eased down onto her knees and started to gather the fallen potatoes into her arms, she felt a rush of hot tears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is silly&lt;/em&gt;, she thought, &lt;em&gt;I'm crying over this&lt;/em&gt;? As she wiped the tears with the back of her hand, a man in rough denim jeans and work boots bent down on one knee and rolled several of the potatoes in front of him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Mind if I take these?" His voice startled her, and she was struck by the way his dark hair fell in front of his blue eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Hmm? Oh, uh...no, I don't mind," she sniffled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"No, it's okay. Just...hormones I guess." She stood up and brushed dust off her dress.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;He recognized her then. The article in the local paper said she had just moved to Harrington a month ago, and was already opening a women's shelter downtown. It also said she was single.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"What?" she gave him a sideways smile, "You look like you've seen a ghost or something."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"No, I just recognize you from the article in The Trailblazer. I didn't expect that..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"That I was pregnant? Ah, yes. They didn't mention that little fact, did they?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The article was mostly about the new shelter, but neglected to delve deep enough into her past to dig up her own story. When the reporter had interviewed her for the piece, she wasn't quite showing then, and she hadn't told anyone about the baby yet. It was still her secret.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"I'm really sorry about what happened to you. I think it's really amazing that you're starting this shelter. It's very brave of you," he unloaded the potatoes from his arms back onto the overstocked table. "I'm Jonathan, by the way." His outstretched hand was rough from years of carpentry, but she didn't notice the tough calluses when she shook it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Cecilia didn't know for sure, but she had a feeling that her little &lt;strong&gt;jaunt&lt;/strong&gt; to the grocery &lt;strong&gt;store&lt;/strong&gt; was about to result in more than just chicken and potatoes...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-115854033670243738?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115854033670243738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=115854033670243738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/115854033670243738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/115854033670243738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2006/09/chicken-and-potatoes-writing-exercise.html' title='chicken and potatoes: a writing exercise from 2005'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34583594.post-115852749879998758</id><published>2006-09-17T17:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T17:58:47.473-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>literalicious</title><content type='html'>"Writing a novel is like making love, but it's also like having a tooth pulled. Pleasure and pain. Sometimes it's like making love while having a tooth pulled."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Dean Koontz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34583594-115852749879998758?l=literalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115852749879998758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34583594&amp;postID=115852749879998758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/115852749879998758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34583594/posts/default/115852749879998758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://literalicious.blogspot.com/2006/09/literalicious.html' title='literalicious'/><author><name>Literalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424055989318938759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lwBVNos4bf4/TA7ca-BT6MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GekyTJJXIk0/S220/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
