On the Night Table

On the Night Table is a brand new thing I’m experimenting on the blog where I will try to feature a normal human being reading at a normal human pace and who doesn’t collect books like it’s going out of style. This week, I’m victimizing myself. Ha. Okay, I’m far from normal and the bit about finding a normal human reader in my tiny world is a little impossible. My world is full of people who reads a lot but I’ll scour the earth and will try to pester some people.  I will also feature authors and bloggers alike, so don’t fret. YOU could possibly be the next victim. This feature will also have a little tid-bit about the guest and if he or she is not at all shy, I will also ask them for their mugshot.

I thought that since this is the first go, I should go ahead and do one about me. If you’ve ever wondered what I look like in person, here’s your chance. Just…try to keep your laughter to a minimum. Thanks.

So, on my night table today is Mr. Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore by Robin Sloan. It’s about Clay Jannon, a web designer who recently found himself unemployed. Running out of prospects in a stumbling economy, he decided that any work would suffice. Without giving a lot of it away, the bookstore is like a fantasyland: bookshelves that reach oblivion, small clientele who comes in at an ungodly hours of the night, and books that are printed in codes.

Anyway, I’m only about a quarter in and I’m thoroughly enjoying this. This book would speak to a lot of book enthusiasts. It resonates a lot about how we feel when we first walk in to a bookstore or how we feel about books, period. It’s a fantastic, light read that’s as mysterious as the stock room in the basement of this old bookstore I see on my drive home. I’ve never been there but I know for a fact they have a basement full of old books. How? Well, I called them one time looking for a copy of Cat on a Hot Thin Roof. And the lady who answered the phone told me I have to call back because she has to close up for a bit and go in the basement to look for this thing. I so want to work there.

What do I plan on reading next? I’m trying to get through a wack-load of review copies. Here’s hoping that I’d be strong enough to ignore the call of purchased books so I can prioritize my review pile.

Photo bombed!

Meet the Reader: I’m a 39 year-old mother of two. I’ve been married to the same bloke for thirteen years who’ve put up with my crazies for the last twenty. When I’m not reading or blogging, I’m busy being a mom, a wife and just being awesome. I start a lot of projects and neglects to finish them. I have an obsessive personality.

I’m a Filipina; my family and I moved to Canada in 1992 and was lucky enough to have met my one-and-only a year after.

I am a big Kings of Leon fan girl who thinks drummers are gods. I will divorce my husband for a shot at Caleb Followill and Dave Grohl (at the same time, preferably)…I’m kidding. My husband is my rockstar. I collect words and write accessible poetry. I despise beans in my chili or soup, olives in my pizza or salad and cilantro induces violent vomiting when consume. My bucket list includes a trip to Australia and hounding the following authors: Melina Marchetta, Fiona Wood, Simson Graeme, Paula Weston, Leanne Hall, Bill Condon, and Cath Crowley.