Reading Wednesday
Feb. 4th, 2026 10:10 amI'll post about things other than reading one day, but [movie!Aragorn voice] today is not that day.
I finished Elizabeth Acevedo's Family Lore, which I continued to love right to the end. The characters were so complete and multifaceted, and I liked them all. The places--rural Dominican Republic, capital of Dominican Republic, New York City, felt real and three dimensional. And Acevedo's way of observing things, whether it's the way two birds leave a tree branch or a person rubbing the indentations glasses make on each side of their nose--wonderful. And there are moments like this:
And I just started Gary Paulsen's The Cookcamp, drawn by
osprey_archer's write-up. During World War II, a five-year-old boy goes to live with his grandmother, who's a cook for a workcamp of men building a road from Minnesota to Canada. Truly beautiful writing here, too:
Really nice, and as Osprey Archer promised, it's going to be a very quick read.
I finished Elizabeth Acevedo's Family Lore, which I continued to love right to the end. The characters were so complete and multifaceted, and I liked them all. The places--rural Dominican Republic, capital of Dominican Republic, New York City, felt real and three dimensional. And Acevedo's way of observing things, whether it's the way two birds leave a tree branch or a person rubbing the indentations glasses make on each side of their nose--wonderful. And there are moments like this:
"I know it's too soon, but I love you. I have for a long time." And the silence in her body that followed was the most peace she'd ever known. There was no disclaimer on his declaration. And in the years since, she might have heard a fib or two in his voice about nonsense, but the truth of his love always cut through with clarity.
And I just started Gary Paulsen's The Cookcamp, drawn by
[The men] sat roughly to the tables, all of them big as houses, the boy thought. They sat to the tables and his grandmother brought heaping platters of pancakes and motioned to the boy to bring the big bowls of biscuits, which he did. Then she brought the huge enamel pot of coffee from the stove and sure enough each man turned his cup over--his hands so big the cup looked like a baby cup--and blew in it and held it up for coffee ... They made [the boy] think of big, polite bears.
Really nice, and as Osprey Archer promised, it's going to be a very quick read.
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Date: 2026-02-04 04:28 pm (UTC)I'm so glad you're enjoying The Cookcamp. I loved the trilogy of mini-memoirs about Gary Paulsen's grandmother that it's a part of - all of them beautifully written and just so full of their love for each other.
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Date: 2026-02-04 04:46 pm (UTC)