What book or series would I like to see made into a movie or television show? Hmm, that’s a loaded question. . .

I’ll say that I have been mostly disappointed in the adaptations of books I’ve seen, with a few exceptions. My imagination is so active that any other interpretation usually is a let-down. I remember being so excited as a little girl about the Little House series. . .and then bitterly upset when the episodes did not stick to the book I knew so well. Same with Anne of Green Gables–the BBC/PBS series is so far from the ‘real’ story that it made me really angry. Gah!

I’m cautiously optimistic about the Outlander series coming to television. We’ll see.

Other than that. . .I think I’d like to see JD Robb’s In Death books on the small screen. I love Eve Dallas and think it would make an amazing show. And I also think Olivia Hardin’s Bend-Bite-Shift series would make an awesome set of movies. . .so intricate and intriguing, not to mention hot and sexy!

But I must be in charge of casting. And script adaptation. And set design. And. . .well, Olivia, you might as well just let me be in charge of the whole dang thing.

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This week’s question is a bit of a sore subject with me. Growing up, I took a lot of flak from my parents because I was never reading only one book. They would roll their eyes when they found one turned over on the sofa. . .another in the car. . .and yet another on the nightstand. . .

But that’s how I roll. Even now, I’m seldom only reading one book at a time. When we lived in New Jersey, I had my upstairs book (at the bedside) and my downstairs book (in the kitchen). Especially when I had nursing babies, the book had to be at the ready when I was!

I have never had trouble keeping the stories straight while I read them. For whatever reason, it all makes sense in my mind.

Now that I have my Kindle, I can take all my books with me everywhere, and that’s great, too.

What I read when depends on my mood. My books, like my friends, come through for me no matter what I’m feeling.

Does that make me kind of MPD? Maybe. But I prefer to look at my reading habits as particularly well-rounded.

{So what am I reading right now? Glad you asked. CRASHED by K. Bromberg is on my Kindle. So is BECOMING MYSELF by Staci Eldridge.  Joss Whedon CONVERSATIONS is on my desk, for when my Kindle is charging.}

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I’m usually a long-winded meme writer, but this week’s is going to be short and sweet.

The question of the week is: Where do you stop reading? When you’re tired, or at chapter endings?

My answer: I stop reading when the Kindle hits me in the forehead, after I’ve fallen asleep.  True story.

I read mostly at night, once I’ve gotten to the point where I can’t work anymore. So I’m usually pretty tired, and I read until my eyes close.

Which is going to be any minute n. . .

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz

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Since the advent of ebooks and ereaders, this has been the controversy: ebooks vs. print. It has, in some ways, both echoed and precipitated the debate between indie publishing and traditional.

My first ereader was a Nook that my sister gave me for my birthday, some years ago. Honestly, just like with my first iPod, I had no idea what to do with it initially.  My books were, and always have been, precious to me. I love the smell, the touch and beauty of the printed word, and I didn’t think that would ever change. But because I am somewhat forward thinking, I decided to give the Nook a go.

The first positive I realized was that my ereader was imminently portable. I could tuck it into my purse for doctors’ appointments, bring it on airplanes and car trips, and my books were all at my fingertips.

And then there’s the storage issue. A lifetime of book purchases meant that when we moved, we had more boxes of books than anything else, and some people (ahem!) found that problematic. The reality was that I had many, many books that I was not going to read again. They were fine, but they were definitely one-read books. Having them in ebook form made more sense.

So am I an ebook only reader? Not quite.

Because there is something else I love about print books, and it’s their history. I’m looking at my bedroom bookshelves as I write this. There is a first-edition copy of GONE WITH THE WIND that my grandmother gave me. It’s the first copy of the book I read, and when I see it, I’m upstairs at her house, which was my childhood home base, cuddled on the bed, lost in antebellum South. And I also see Nana’s copy of CHRISTY by Catherine Marshall, a book that my dad read to me first, and then I re-read myself later. . .an amazing story, with my grandmother’s name signed in the front along with the date. My Anne Rice originals are on the shelf next to my LaVyrle Spencer romances.

There are some books that I will read over and over again, and they have place of pride on my shelves. Seeing them in ebook form just wouldn’t cut it.

So I’m a hybrid: I love the immediacy and portability of my ebooks, and I love the sensory aspects and history of print.

I’ll admit that my family tends toward print. My husband will do ebooks, but as a theologist, most of his books are print. He likes to flip through them, highlight. . .my two middle daughters are adamantly print-only. Only my oldest daughter is more like her mom. And my son seems to prefer print as well.

I think there’s room for all books. I believe ebooks will continue to thrive and improve, and I also think there will always be solid printed books in the world.

We’re not either/or; we’re both/and.

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