About Kate's Bookshelf

Kate is a book hoarder, collector, and former 'librarian' at her small town library. She dreams of owning her own bookstore, but will settle with marrying a man who lets her own as many books as she wants and has a library big enough to put them all in, organized by author, non-fiction and juvenile. (Yes, she is still a librarian at heart) When she's not consuming books, she is writing her 'novels' (or plot-less books as she likes to call them), children's picture books, and working with her parents on their organic farm. Someday, when she gets her butt in gear, she will be a famously published author.

All You Need Is… A Tiara?

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Boris teases me about being a princess, and a drama queen, and a rambler… I saw this image on Tumblr a couple months ago and I fell in love with it because, honestly, all you really need is love and a tiara.  Cookies never hurt.

So, as the Beatles say…”all you need is love, ba ba bada ba! All you need is love, ba ba bada ba, all you need is love, love, love is all you need….”

As for a tiara, well, darling man, get me one and I’ll be the perfect princess…. Oh, and I bake marvelous cookies…..

Signing off

Kate

Saturday Inspires – Bookshelves

I have this thing about bookshelves. Maybe because I don’t have very many and what I do have is filled to the brim, but you want to see me drool, show me full, gorgeous bookshelves.  I want a house big enough for all my books, with a little room to spare.  I want to marry a man who will let me have those bookshelves… or he comes with a house that has empty bookshelves.  Honestly, I really don’t care, but I want gorgeous bookshelves.

So, today’s inspiration is gorgeous bookshelves.  Start the drooling.

For those interested, BookshelfPorn is a really good drool-worthy site.

Signing off

Kate

The Soundtrack of My Life

So yesterday I wrote about having songs for certain people in my life and Kat replied with something I think that I have thought of way too much in my life. I wish my life were a soundtrack.

Here’s Kat’s comment.

Sometimes I wish life came with a soundtrack so I would be able to more fully express and experience interactions with people and what is generally happening “on screen” at that moment.
I used to assign ringtones to each person in my life and to this day whenever I hear “Carry on my wayward son” by Kansas, I think of my little sister because of our mutual love for a little show called Supernatural.

 

Wow, do I wish that was true. I wish I had music play at those moments in life where it explains what the heck is going on.  I want to wake up to that snazzy tune that is just perfect on the radio.  Like Gemma Simmons on Marvel’s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. going through her morning routine to “God Help the Girl by God Help the Girl”.  For those interested, it was just the third episode of the second season…. (side note, I love Marvel. S.H.I.E.L.D, Captain America, Coulson….. I can go on)

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Phil Coulson (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Anyways, I love music and I put on specific music for specific times.  I love Art Garfunkel‘s “Breakaway”.  I love James Taylor’s “Something In the Way She Moves”.  I can never get enough of John Denver’s “Gravel on the Ground”.  And I think all of these apply to my life along with a plethora of music that I play, including, but not limited to, pop, country, rap, classical, oldies, jazz (I love some really good jazz), blues, rock, electronic, dance, soundtracks…… Right now I’m really into Taylor Swift’s “Shake it Off”. (Don’t judge me, I know, I know.)  And Echosmith’s “Cool Kids”, and Pitbull’s “Fireball”…. I have my moments.

So, I’m curious, what songs would you have in your soundtrack of life?  Give me a list, or heck, that one song that makes you , YOU!

Signing off

Kate

What’s Your Tune

Do you ever associate music with a person? Most of the time I find I will associate certain songs with certain characters. Something that fits them to a ‘T’ and kind of describes them, though I’m sure most people wouldn’t get what I’m talking about, nor would I get why a song would fit with something they liked.

For instance, one of my characters, based on Tyler Hubbard of FLG, has a song and it’s “I’m On Fire” by Bruce Springsteen. (this character, aptly named Tyler, was originally based on Elliot from Leverage [Christian Kane's character] so there is some residual) For some reason, that song personifies ‘Tyler’. Don’t ask me why, but it just does.

Just like “Do You Remember” by Jay-Sean personifies my character of Cal in another really unplotted story. (Yes, I just made that word up. Unplotted)

Then I have music for characters in books I read, etc.

But I’ve found recently that people in my life have a song. For one, Boris gets the song “Stay With Me” by Sam Smith. Part of the reason is personal, and the other part, well I can’t really explain. For some reason this song fits him perfectly.

Another example is the song “Magdalenha” by Sergio Mendes. This song was used on Dancing With the Stars for a samba William Levy and Cheryl Burke danced to. The way William Levy shook his assets in this song, along with his gorgeous body remind me of one of my town’s local police officers. I refer to him as Officer Levy in my writings (to keep the anonymity) and sometimes in my head. And whenever I see Officer Levy, I start humming “Magdalenha”…..

We associate music with a lot of things, or a least I do, but I’m curious, what do you put music to? Do you have certain songs for certain people? My friend Mim has a song, but I can’t actually remember it, but she used it for her ring tone for quite a while and I came to associate her with this reference even if I can’t remember the song.

Yes, my brain is weird. And yes, this is not the best post in the world, but it has been on my mind for a while, and it’s late… Excuses excuses.

Signing off
Kate

Sam and Cat: Pancakes – Fiction

So sweet.

Sam and Cat

Meet Sam and Cat. This is a new fiction series I hope to dabble in over time. It’s based on a fantasy and, well, my brain. As in, my brain has lots of fun some days. Sam is this super sexy older gent (like barely fifty) and Cat is this thirties something gal who has a thing for Sam, but Sam doesn’t want to settle down….. Which you will be shaking your head when you read the short piece below.  There is no order to the stories; in fact, the story below is in the future, so just bear with me. I’m rambling out little pieces that interest me.  A little piece of a May/December romance that has been flirting with my mind for a couple months now. Sometime I’ll actually introduce these two properly with their introductory story, but for now, enjoy.

The scent of pancakes lured Cat from the bedroom.  She belted her ivory satin robe as she padded barefoot over the wooden boards of the old farmhouse. She smiled softly as she spotted Sam, his back turned to her with a spatula in one hand, the other gloved in a potholder holding a platter of the fluffiest looking cakes Cat had ever seen.
She was slightly disgusted that he could look so sexy wearing just a black t-shirt and faded jeans. She noticed his feet were bare and she sighed as her heart pounded ever so slightly faster at the sight.

“Good morning, little girl,” Sam’s gravely voice said even though he didn’t turn around.

Cat plopped herself on one of the bar stools at the counter and rested her chin in her hands, thankful that she’d at least  brushed her hair and applied a bit of makeup. When a sexy man wakes you with the promise  he will make you pancakes because you are not a morning person, the least you can do is spruce up a touch.

“Good morning,” Cat answered.  “You know, I almost expected to come out and see you in this frilly apron or something,” she teased.

Sam turned and raised a dark brow in her direction.  “Watch it, sweetie.  These pancakes might get tossed by the wayside if I have to deal with you.”

Cat giggled, but didn’t say any more other than a ‘thank you’ when Sam slid a cup of steaming coffee towards her.  Well, okay, she did thank him a bit more properly with a kiss, but that didn’t require words. Kisses were much more satisfying than words could ever be.

As for the pancakes. Well they went by the wayside into the oven for a while, but they weren’t forgotten after a time.

Signing off

Kate

Harvest Time

I live on a farm. It’s October. The rains are coming. The freezes are coming. This means… Harvest Time.
These are a few of the images I’ve taken recently of things we’ve harvested. I have to say the tomatillas and Onions have been the most photogenic, but then, that’s pretty typical. They are quite lovely and always have the right lighting. Plus they sit still…. Just joking.

I wanted a more updated post for today, but I was a bit tired, coming down with a minor cold, and just not willing to push my book review.

So enjoy the photos.

Signing off
Kate

Dreamy – A Weekly Photo Challenge Post

Milkweed Fluff

Milkweed Fluff

Rarely do I have the opportunity to go with The Daily Post‘s weekly photo challenges, but this week’s theme of ‘Dreamy‘ hit me perfectly. How MichelleW spoke about the clouds and the Utah morning just spoke to me. I am always looking at the magical side of things. The foggy mornings, the misty mountains, the milkweed fluff on a dewy lawn on a crisp fall day…. These things get to me and make my heart want to explode out.

This last week the milkweed seeds have been scattered every morning on the back lawn. It’s more of just a grassy area, mountain grass, that happens to exist despite lack of watering. The milkweed explodes out of its pods in the middle of September and keeps right up through October a lot of the time.

I have this thing about milkweed. When I was little, Fantasia with the milkweed ladies floating down to Tchaikovsky’s Nutcracker Suite was magical, and still is to this day. I adore that part of the film. I always wanted to see milkweed, but it didn’t seem to grow where I lived. So, since moving to the mountains in NorCal, where milkweed abounds in my backyard (much to Walter’s disgust and total annoyance) I am a very happy girl. I take pictures of milkweed all the time.

I think this one constitutes as pretty dreamy to me.

Signing off
Kate

Saturday Inspirations – Landscape Edition

Just like last week, here are some inspirational pictures that I want to either use for writing, visit, or just start a piece of fiction about them. Landscapes are more crucial than you realize for writing because they help set the scene sometimes.  For instance, I have one novel that is in the embryonic stage but it takes place in Ashland, Oregon, home of the Oregon Shakespeare Festival (OSF for true fans).  If I had never been to Ashland, it would be mighty hard to write about it.  But I like to also have images to reference the place.  Maybe not my own, but some of the hotel and other sites.

I love mountain and water pictures. Open roads in the mountains…. the John Denver and James Taylor songs that make you feel moments of those roads.  Lots of things make me want to escape into them, but landscapes are one of the biggest things.

So enjoy.

Signing off
Kate

Outside the Box of Reading

10520846_780916705308107_765205069315425455_nI’m going to make it a short post for this Friday, 10 days into my 31 Days of October challenge.  I was scrounging around for a post idea that wouldn’t take me too long, and this image popped up from my local library via Facebook.  Isn’t it great?

I tend to not read the norms of society. Sure, I delve into some popular fiction (I just posted on Divergent and Cassandra Clare), but for the most part, I tackle things that don’t make the ‘airwaves’ so to speak. I like obscure books that really have a story behind them. I want something to sink my teeth into and really remember or want to read again.  There are very few books that have made this dramatic impact on me, but their are a few I can think of in the recent years.

What My Girlfriend Doesn’t Know by Sonya Sones.  This book is written entirely in verse. You think, oh I won’t like that, but it’s incredible. I own it now, and come to think of it, I should read it again.

The Secret Life of Prince Charming by Deb Caletti. While I’m not all into the women are better than men, sometimes men suck (just like sometimes women suck), but this is an amazing coming of age story about a girl returning all the things her dad has stolen from every one of his relationships with women. Important things. It’s a look at how some men can be jerks. And it’s a lot of fun.

The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society  by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows.  Lots of people don’t really go for the slightly predictable and fluffy ending of this book, but any delightful book set in epistolary form gets to me. I love it. I wish the woman had written more than just the one book.  And that it takes place just after WWII, well, I like that time period best.

The Three Musketeers by Alexander Dumas.  Need I say more? It’s a classic. Maybe it’s too norm, but not too many people in my age would say they read it and liked it.

Anything Emilie Loring.  I have had several people mock my love of this author and the fact that I’ve ordered in all of them to my library so a whole shelf is devoted to her. But her books were clean, fun, and decent.  There was a mystery, usually.  The guy got the girl. The girl was spunky and someone who wanted ‘world peace’ (just kidding) she wanted to make a better life for herself. The men were dashing; air force captains, owners of mills, congressmen, lawyers, doctors, and other men that you could look to and admire. Honestly, I kind of want a man out of an Emilie Loring. They had class.

I could go on, but I said I wanted a short post!  So, do you read inside the norm or do you break from it?  What books have impacted your life that maybe no one knows about?  Yes, most of mine are fiction, but I write fiction and to write good fiction, you have to read good fiction.  There have been non fiction books that have affected me, but I won’t go into that right now.  So tell me what books you would put in this list.

Signing off

Kate