Weirdest book on your shelf.

So as I’ve previously mentioned, my house has a mold problem (there’s a sexy pick up line if ever I saw one). So I’m frantically moving my books to higher ground. I’ve moved all my nice ones, now I’ve just got my least favorite books to go. They’re on the bottom shelf of my bookcase (does anyone else do that? Put the books you like least on the bottom shelf?). So I was going through them and I found ‘Vinegar – 1001 practical uses’. A hark back to my hippy no-chemicals-for-me days. Now I could probably re-stock a pharmacy from my blood alone. I also have 5 books on medicinal herbs and two books on home remedies. I’m not sure why I still have them to be honest. It’s probably the book-hoarder in me that wants them. That tricksy hobbit.

over 400,000 copies sold!

What is the weirdest book in your collection?


Wild Saturday night, poetry, and mold.

Ahhh Sunday morning.

I have a new bookcase. It’s chocolate coloured, tall, and begging for books. The walls of my room are freckled with mold that looks to be making a home for itself (the joys of living in an old damp apartment), so I’m frantically moving all my prized books out of its reach. As it is with these things, I couldn’t help but read some of them.

Now it’s late (or early) and I’ve had my nose in some pages by the likes of John Tranter, John Forbes, and August Kleinzahler. So now I’m messing around with words. Here are some I prepared earlier.

Coral lipped, she had her tongue split
down the middle, now she talks strange
She likes to stick it out at small children
declaring that she never saw herself as a

concentrating on the red man, he changes
green and we walk to the movies, she hates
romantic comedies and so do I, so we catch
some Nicolas Cage disaster. We’re not there
for the popcorn.

In the park in the early hours she hands me
a can of Coke, we do the whole look
at the stars and contemplate our lives shit. She feels
Athena is misunderstood – her manager – not the goddess
she tells me, though the goddess has a right to be mad
too, if you ask her, which I didn’t, but to watch her is heaven
and the night’s too cold for me to move.

I think the ending is a bit too weak. But I’m still mulling over what to replace it with. Maybe a detail about the other persona? I don’t know, it’s kind of her show, so… I’ll have to think on it some more.

Wild Saturday night/Sunday morning alone at the keys. I know what you’re thinking, “how does she maintain her extravagant lifestyle?”. Coffee and meds, my friends, coffee and meds.

Why, what are you doing with your Sunday morning?