Dragonfly's Poetry & Prolixity: Read Every Damn Thing, Especially These Books!!!!!!

Friday, May 11, 2018

Read Every Damn Thing, Especially These Books!!!!!!

YA FANTASY. Fabulous, beautiful stories!

My 3 Fiddle Leaf Figs: Rory, Emily & Lorelai. Something to take care of.

FUNNIEST BOOK EVER WRITTEN!!!!!!

I would have bought the top two books for the covers alone, but my daughter read some of a story to me and I was instantly hooked. I highly recommend both of Ms. Barnhill's beautiful, dazzling, wildly imaginative books.

"Southern Fried Divorce" by Judy Conner (sister of THE Sweet Potato Queen, Jill Conner) is by far THE MOST HILARIOUS book I have EVER read in all my life!!! And a perk is that it's set in New Orleans in the 1970's through the present. AND, a little brown dog almost steals the story. Seriously, I laughed at a time in my life when I hadn't laughed in over a year...and when I finished the book, I went right back to the first page and read it again and laughed even harder the second time. I wish I could give this book to everyone I know. It's a must-read. You'll laugh till you cry.

Thank God for books. I'm going read now. xo

8 comments:

Kelly said...: I will check these out!! Thanks, Marion!

Have you read Dispatches from Pluto by Richard Grant? I really enjoyed it!; May 12, 2018 at 9:34 AM
Marion said...: No, Kelly, but I'll check it out. So many books...so little money. LOL! You MUST read "Southern Fried Divorce" and tell Quid to read it, too. Love & blessings! xo; May 12, 2018 at 10:14 AM
Terra said...: You make Southern Fried Divorce sound so funny I am going to buy it. One book described as funny is Vernon Coleman's Mrs. Caldicot's Cabbage War which I just bought on kindle and plan to read soon.; May 15, 2018 at 3:12 PM
The Weaver of Grass said...: Thanks for the recommendations. I belong a book club and am always looking out for things to suggest.; May 15, 2018 at 3:34 PM
wisps of words said...: Found you, by a comment you made, on this blog... So happy to see someone, who agrees with me! On the state of our Beloved Country, and of the World.

And you have a simply lovely blog!!!! :-)

Love beautiful pictures. Love book suggestions. What's not to like here? :-)))))

Have not yet read far. Do not know if you let your political views creep into your blogging. I don't. Been there, done that, got the T-shirt. Made my present blog, to *escape-into-nice*. -chuckle-

But so happy to have found a blog like this blog...! How wonderful, that someone is standing tall and actually saying the Facts.; May 16, 2018 at 11:09 AM
wisps of words said...: I see you too have Comment Mod on!

I don't usually, don't have many commenters anyway.

But leaving comments on this blog..., I figured someone might "come calling," with some nastiness. ,-) So, put the ol' Comment Mon on.; May 16, 2018 at 11:11 AM
wisps of words said...: Thank you for coming to and commenting on my blog. Very happy to have met another Conservative!

We agree. We know our views, but choose to not go into them, on our blogs.

And I should have said before, I love Dragonflies too!; May 16, 2018 at 12:38 PM
Marion said...: Thank you all for stopping by. Blogger has gone apeshit once again and stopped notifying me of comments. I'm so happy to see new 'faces' and that you enjoyed the posts. I promise, you'll all enjoy "Southern Fried Divorce". Blessings!!! xo; June 1, 2018 at 12:01 PM

I Love Lorrie Moore!!

“You’re not a poetess, I hope,” said the English geologist next to her. “We had a poetess here last month, and things got a bit dodgy here for the rest of us.”

“Really.” After the soup, there was risotto with squid ink.

“Yes. She kept referring to insects as ‘God’s typos’ and then she kept us all after dinner one evening so she could read from her poems, which seemed to consist primarily of the repeating line ‘the hairy kiwi of his balls.’”

From: “Birds of America” by Lorrie Moore, page 266, ‘Terrific Mother’

Miranda July's Best Book:

"Do you have doubts about life? Are you unsure if it is worth the trouble? Look at the sky: that is for you. Look at each person's face as you pass on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground under the street, and the ball of fire underneath the ground: all these things are for you. They are as much for you as they are for other people. Remember this when you wake up in the morning and think you have nothing. Stand up and face the east. Now praise the sky and praise the light within each person under the sky. It's okay to be unsure. But praise, praise, praise." From: "No One Belongs Here More Than You Stories by Miranda July", Page 11

A Dreamy, Drug of a Book

"The minute you land in New Orleans, something wet and dark leaps on you and starts humping you like a swamp dog in heat, and the only way to get that aspect of New Orleans off you is to eat it off. That means beignets and crayfish bisque and jambalaya, it means shrimp remoulade, pecan pie and red beans with rice, it means elegant pompano au papillote, funky file z'herbes, and raw oysters by the dozen, it means grillades for breakfast, a po' boy with chowchow at bedtime, and tubs of gumbo in between. It is not unusual for a visitor to the city to gain fifteen pounds in a week---yet the alternative is a whole lot worse. If you don't eat night and day, if you don't constantly funnel the indigenous flavors into your bloodstream, then the mystery beast will go right on humping you, and you will feel its sordid presence rubbing against you long after you have left town." ~Tom Robbins, "Jitterbug Perfume", page 240