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The Mayor slapped my ass with a Meme, and it's not the only one I have to write. Since I'm cramped for time tonight, and this one is shorter, I'm going to do this one first, and Peddidle's sometime this weekend. Oh, You should go visit both The Mayor and Peds and say "Hello". They're good people.

How many books do I own: probably about 150 to 175. Some get lost in the fray, some get borrowed and never come back, and some seem to get stolen by the Gremlins that sneak into the dungeon at night to rifle through my possessions and misplace them, especially when I need them in the morning... Most of my books are Science Fiction and Fantasy. The occasional non-fiction slips through, as do Murder mysteries (Though I'm horrid at figuring them out), Hardcore Erotica, Romance Novels, and anything written by Anne Rice.

Latest Book Purchased: "Pheonix and Ashes" by Mercedes Lackey

Last Book Read: The Hitch-hiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams (The entire series, including The Restaurant at the End of the Universe; Life, The Universe and Everything; and So Long, and Thanks for all the Fish. Thanks Erik!) Absolutely LOADED with dry, absurd, and often baffling british humour, and the fastest read I've done in a long time. I finished all four novels in a week. I'd probably have to read them four more times to make sense of it all.

Five Most Important Books: Oooh. Tough Question. See, I won't pick the books that true literary minded individuals will pick. I'm going to pick the ones that made an impact on my life, either through the way I process thoughts, to the way the author wrote. It's all relative, darlings.

Ender's Game, by Orson Scott Card. A fantastical indepth look at the world in the future, where children are monitored and chosen to be the military masterminds of an Earth under attack by sentient, gigantic bug like aliens. The brilliance of these children astounds me, and leaves ME feeling smarter after reading the books. Filled with interesting political viewpoints, and also an indepth, very look at religion (The author is a devout Mormon, but not pushy.)

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S. Thompson. Okay, this book is so frenetically paced, that it's often difficult to distinguish between Hunter S' gonzo journalism and the depths of an ether binge/acid trip/alcoholic stupor, or all three in one. Gibbering madness dots throughout this novel, (Novel?) and if you choose to read it as a story instead of non-fiction, it' has continuity errors throughout the whole thing. That doesn't stop it from being HYSTERICALLY funny in parts, as well as being phenomenally descriptive.

The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold. I picked this up on a whim when I was working for the big red S and it happened to be on sale as a paperback. It's the story of a girl and her family being told by the girl, who happens to be dead, She gets killed in the first chapter. It goes through the story of her watching them, seeing their grief, how the family falls apart and tries to restore itself to something that has a semblance of normalcy. She watches them try to figure out the mystery of her murder. This book, hit home for a large number of reasons. As a victim of molestation, the scene at the beginning made me nauseous, having the name Lindsey made me sympathize with the sister character, (Not to mention that she writes a fantastic, empathetic set of characters) and having a deceased twin sister who's name was Abigail, the same as the Mother's character in the novel, all had chords of similarities that made this book stick out for me. I fully admit I bawled while reading this novel.

Kushiel's Dart, by Jaqueline Carey. My mother introduced me to this novel, and quite honestly, after the first two chapters, I understood why she hesitated to show me in the first place. Imagine a world, probably back in the rennisance, in Europe, but everything is called different places. The main religion is based off of the child of Christ and Mary Magdelene, concieved after his death from mother earth using the Magdelene's fallen tears and Christ's blood on the ground to impregnate the Magdelene, who consequently birthed Elua, Son of Christ. One of the main ways to worship said dieties, is to prostitute yourself. This is a piss-poor summation of the novel, let's just say that it's full to the brim with intregue, political machinations, very kinky sex, adventure galore, a fabulous descriptive narrative, and gorgeous character developement. This novel consequently incurred me purchasing the sequels in hardcover, too impatient for them to come out in paperback. I'm glad I did, since this one is falling apart already. Not too shabby for an author's first published work.

The Rowan by Anne McCaffrey. Brilliant, fantastical science fiction describing a world where telekenisis, telepathy and precognative abilities have developed in some humans, into something called "Talent". I read this book for the first time when I was 16, and I now own two copies of it in hardcover, in case I ever need to have two copies... Hrm... I think I accidentally stole my ex bf's mom's copy, and that's why I have two. Whatever, it's a great story, and it's written before Anne McCaffrey got too emotional in her writing. Her characters are beautifully developed, and the story is in depth and interesting.

At any rate, that was a helluva lot more difficult than I thought, and I'm shocked I could pick five books that meant anything to me other than an escape.

Pick five more people to harass with this? Jesus Christ. I HATE chain letters!! Can't I just pick like, one or two? I feel like such an annoyance. *sighs*

Okay, here goes...

Unfortunate Serendipity

Orion Skie (If you're allowed to type, no pressure!!)

Sex Scenes At Starbucks (If you read this thing anymore...)

Devin

Pediddle


That's it, that's all she wrote. For tonight, anyways.