Karenschoice books

book info: on sale: now copy from: my English teacher (loaned it to me) pages: 694 review written: 19/4/13 edition: Centennial Edition (Signet) When The Fountainhead was first published, Ayn Rand's daringly original literary vision and her groundbreaking philosophy, Objectivism, won immediate worldwide interest and acclaim. This instant classic is the story of an intransigent young architect, his violent battle against conventional standards, and his explosive love affair with a beautiful woman who struggles to defeat him. This edition contains a special afterword by Rand’s literary executor, Leonard Peikoff, which includes excerpts from Ayn Rand’s own notes on the making of The Fountainhead. As fresh today as it was then, here is a novel about a hero—and about those who try to destroy him. ( goodreads ) Ayn Rand was a Russian-born, European identified (writer), American novelist who was a high school student during the Russian Revolutions. She denounced the Bolshevik Revolution (...

Hello readers!   Yeah, I've been gone for a hell of a long time: so sorry! I actually have been reading, and now that I have a week off from school: I can catch up! So far, I'm alternating between several books: The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand The Clockwork Prince by Cassandra Clare Cat's Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold     For some reason, I'm finding it difficult to read all of them. I read a chapter of the Lovely Bones, then started reading Cat's Cradle and then read a quarter of The Clockwork Prince and have read over a half of The Fountainhead. Why isn't there a book that I can stay interested in and finish? Am I going through a reading-crisis? Have you all been through this before? I mean, I'm medically depressed at the moment because there could have been a change in my medication dosage (I need to get that checked up), so lack-of-interest could apply to books as well? What do you think?   Aside from that horrible issue I'm d...

book info: on sale: now copy from: the library pages: 308 review written: 13/3/13 translation: Stuart Gilbert A gripping tale of human unrelieved horror, of survival and resilience, and of the ways in which humankind confronts death, The Plague is at once a masterfully crafted novel, eloquently understated and epic in scope, and a parable of ageless moral resonance, profoundly relevant to our times. In Oran, a coastal town in North Africa, the plague begins as a series of portents, unheeded by the people. It gradually becomes a omnipresent reality, obliterating all traces of the past and driving its victims to almost unearthly extremes of suffering, madness, and compassion . ( goodreads ) (a very big-word-y, adjective filled summary) my thoughts: First, lets talk about the cover. When I got the book, I didn't even look at the cover. I thought it was some amorphous shapes and colours, but with a closer look I realised it's blood going down a drain. That's just...wow. When on...

Hello readers!    I swear, I am taking notes and working on writing a review for The Plague by Albert Camus. I'm only about one and half quarters through with it and I've been at it for more than a week! This isn't as interesting book as The Stranger, but it's still magnificent!   As you can see, I've had a few changes to Pages! I never made an official post about it so here we are! I have the beautiful new theme thanks to Ana from Blog Milk. She's so incredibly down-to-earth, sweet and attentive to every tiny problem I had. It's been amazing working with her, and you should totally visit her shop is you're looking for a cute and professional Blogger OR Wordpress theme! I'm so satisfied right now: I don't have to worry about my design any longer. Now I can just focus on content!   Also, I have a new header and blog button made by my friend called Grace Anna. She's just as lovely to work with and I joke with her that she has mind-reading abi...

  book info: on sale: now copy from: library pages: 123 review written: February 22- Through the story of an ordinary man unwittingly drawn into a senseless murder on an Algerian beach, Camus explored what he termed "the nakedness of man faced with the absurd." First published in English in 1946; now in a new translation by Matthew Ward. Mersault is an average French Algerian who learns that his Maman has died. From this event spurs a chain of events that leaders the reader into the  most unexpected ending. my thoughts: I first heard about this book from a friend who read it for school, and then I found it on a list of cancelled readings that were supposed to be for my literature class (my teacher told me to cross out several titles that we definitely wouldn't be reading, and this was one of them). Intrigued, I checked it out at the library and had  just a tiny idea of what it's about (just that summary up above) and to be honest: I thought it'd be a disappointing...

Welcome to Pages, guests and readers! I just posted the picture above to see how many avid book readers would cry out in anger. don't be mad, I disagree with this too! Maybe we're getting off on the right foot, but I've been searching for a good part of half an hour trying to find a photograph to start off with. So there. I haven't done a Feature and Follow is so long. Plus, it's about 20 minutes to midnight right now and I should hurry up before Friday ends! My old followers will know that I changed the rules up a bit soo here you are: Here on Pages, I kind of tweaked the rules of Feature and Follow to fit my morals about blogging. Here are the "tweaked" rules :D If I followed you, you are NOT required to follow me back: only if you want to :) If you follow me, I'll seriously consider following you back, but it's not guaranteed I don't like how people are required to follow other blogs in this hop. I think one should follow a blog because he o...

Hello friends :)    I tried desperately to find some quote, some passage, some words of encouragement for today: and I failed miserably. What I stumbled upon were steamy love scene descriptions, love-hate angst and just odd romantic quotes that would not be fitting for today. Valentine's Day    I personally think that today is both good and bad. It's an excuse for me, shy-in-the-matters-of-love, to make a move and have it not seem abnormal. Yet it's also a highly commercialised, shallow "holiday" where people are encouraged to "show their love" for each other. Isn't that supposed to be every day? Or at least, is giving a box of chocolates or a bouquet of roses a sign of love, or is it the actions that one does every day that defines love ? Whatever it is, I think today is a fun day, like all other "holiday"s. In elementary school, I had the greatest time crafting boxes with construction paper and shoe boxes. Going to school with a plastic...