Showing posts with label imagination. Show all posts
Showing posts with label imagination. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

What Are You Reading? April 2016 Edition

April total:27
Year to date: 101

Fiction
Dandelion Wine        Bradbury, Ray
The Wise Man's Fear (The Kingkiller Chronicle, #2)        Rothfuss, Patrick
Brokedown Palace       Brust, Steve

Nonfiction
Popular Tales from the Norse Dasent, George Webbe
In My Father's Court    Singer, Isaac Bashevis

Thursday, April 7, 2016

What Are You Reading? March 2016 Edition

March total:40
Year to date: 74

Fiction
Varjak Paw (Varjak Paw #1)     Said, S.F.
The Outlaw Varjak Paw Said, S.F.
The Screwtape Letters   Lewis, C.S.
Pride and Prejudice     Austen, Jane
The Name of the Wind (The Kingkiller Chronicle, #1)    Rothfuss, Patrick

Friday, February 5, 2016

What Are You Reading? January 2016 Edition

I read a lot of books.  I've read even more since I graduated from college and got a part time job at my local library.  I track my reading on Goodreads but I've decided to post monthly updates here as well.

January total: 17
Year to date: 17


Fiction
Throne of Jade (Temeraire, #2) Novik, Naomi
Book of a Thousand Days         Hale, Shannon
Full Cicada Moon           Hilton, Marilyn

Nonfiction
Creativity, Inc.   Catmull, Ed

Thursday, May 30, 2013

What are you reading?

I read a lot of books (those less these days than at some times in the past) and a fair number of magazines and newspapers.  Also, blogs.  And lots of other internet things.  But there is one reading source which often escapes attention in regular discussion which is of great import here.  After all, no compendium of all things Mattathias-y would be complete without at least a passing reference to web-comics.

I also like print comics, which combine two of my favorite things (words and pictures) into a marvelous new thing. Web-comics add a third ingredient: the internet.

Friday, April 9, 2010

What is THAT?

This is a question my 5-year old niece asks pretty often.

Today she asked it to me when she and her parents came to drop off some perishable food before they drive to California for a wedding.

The that in question was my bicycle tire, which was hanging from the corner of a bookshelf.

"That's a tire for my bicycle," said I.

She pondered this.

"Why is it so huge?" she asked.

"I am a huge person, and so I need huge tires." I said.

She pondered this.

"And what is that?" she asked, pointing, "Is that the cover for the wheel?"

"No," said I, "that's the tube. It goes inside the wheel, to keep it fat."

She pondered this.

"It has a sticker on it," said she.