Oh right, I have a blog.
Well, let's see. Despite my purported superpowers, I managed to get everyone the exactly wrong books.
I thought: Cats! Humor! Irony!
Reality: This is weird. And dated.
For Chestnut, I got this:
I thought: She's sweet and earnest! It will be sweet and earnest.
Reality: It is a romance about kids with cancer. It is for kids interested in romance. I am an idiot. (It's pretty great, though, honestly.)
How about the can't-fail, this is perfect gift?
I thought: IT'S SHAKESPEARE'S GREATEST INSULTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What went wrong? Where did my mojo go? In retrospect it's all so clear, but in the moment, I thought…well, I thought wrong.
And to cap it off, my husband (previously referred to here as Mr. Diamond, who has since been given the opportunity to choose his own code name, and opted for…Aragorn, son of Arathorn, known as Strider etc etc, because it will allow for nearly endless variety) bought Chestnut this:
I thought: Yeah, I don't know, I mean she likes fairy tales, but you know this is pretty weird, plus there is all that commentary after each one and…
Reality: At first, terror. I mean serious terror, to the point of leaving it downstairs in the living room because she didn't want it in the room with her. Segueing to…love. Thrill. Endless pleasure. It has been carted all over New York City and on various sleepovers, read aloud in restaurants (pro tip: read the Sausage story). Entirely and wholly successful.
And, for the last and final thing, I tried to buy Chestnut Code Name Verity, because everyone is so crazy about it. And I ordered it from some do-gooding—or so I thought—web site, that promised to use 10% of the funds to feed the hungry etc, and the book has never shown up, and no doubt my identity will shortly appear to have been nabbed.
The moral is? Um, don't believe anything I ever say. And read more fairy tales.
Happy New Year!
7 thoughts on “Literary Miscellany, Holiday Edition”
This all made me laugh —
I actually read and liked my very first YA novel — “The Fault in our Stars” — but my son hated it. Sigh.
The Pullman looks very interesting —
Congratulations on your first YA novel! It’s an important moment in every woman’s life…
Well, Diamond, based on your blog I gave my 9-year old son “Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing” for Christmas and he loved it SO MUCH we had to go buy the next 2 books at our local paperback exchange. He has read them all at least twice already.
So, see? You are more often than not one of the Best Book Choosers in the world…
I am glad he liked the book, but I think the credit there has to go to Judy Blume….
We received the Pullman book as a gift this holiday season. It looks fabulous but I have to “wait my turn” according to The Daughters. Hopefully by February I can delve into it. 😉
I had that cat book as a kid, and all I remember about it was the repeated comparison of the shape of a cat to the shape of a meatloaf.
Yeah, the meatloaf comparison is essentially the animating concept of the book, really.