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I was first introduced to Marcel The Shell years ago; our friends made it kind of an inside joke about my sister and the way she talks.  

But I think anyone would love Marcel after watching the video.  

And this week, as I was shelving picture books at work, lo and behold, a book caught my eye:

Marcel the Shell with Shoes On: Things About Me

I could not believe it.  Laughing hysterically, I put it on my desk to check out.  Now I find that Marcel has a Facebook page, two more videos, and an iPhone app.  I don’t know why this tickles me so much, but it does.  I like that about myself, and I have a lot of other qualities as well.

Favorite C.S. Lewis Book and Giveaway!!

Lovers of C.S. Lewis, visit the Hogshead and share your most treasured book and how it influenced you, you might win a free book!

Here’s my entry:

I hope it is not cliche to name a book from the Chronicles of Narnia, but I think my favorite book is the Magician’s Nephew.  When I was in elementary school, our teacher read this book aloud to the class and it was the first time I realized that fantasy literature existed.  Although that teacher’s later reading of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone would cement my zeal for the genre, and change my whole life in doing so, The Magician’s Nephew laid the groundwork.  I went on to read the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe on my own, and begged my parent’s to buy me the set, which I received for my eleventh birthday.  It is still on my bookshelf, I can see it right now as I’m typing, held in prominence next to Potter and Grimm and Anderson.  As a college student, I delighted in using Lewis’s work for literary analysis and discovered his other works on Christian apology.  Lewis has allowed me to argue my case in favor of fantasy literature with others who would disregard the genre as ‘fluff’ and without substance.  I cannot wait to share these books with my new baby son and see how they shape his view of the world, like they did mine.

Midnight failures

Despite the fact that I work at a library, that I own a library, and even that my life is generally inundated with books of all kinds, here I am, at midnight, without the right book.  I planned on reading tonight, for the first time ever (I’m embarrassed to say), Harper Lee’s To Kill A Mockingbird.  Actually, I wanted to use it to give “live-tweeting” a literary spin.  

And… my book is at home, where I am not.  And after combing through the online catalogs of the four different libraries that I am a member of (Bedford, Dallas, Fort Worth, NRH) and becoming increasingly frustrated with the lack of available e-books or e- audiobooks, I have discovered that Harper Lee does not want her book in e-book format.  Go figure.  

This is what I get for giving up on my years of boycotting the ebook franchise.  I finally betray my beloved print books, and they laugh in my face.  

Humbug.

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