It’s so nice to be thought of with these things. Honestly. Sometimes I feel like I’m a little bit on the outskirts of the book blogger community because I’m new and slow and old. So, thank you Greyson!
If you haven’t stumbled across her blog yet, Greyson @ Use Your Words does lots of fun and interesting posts, including book reviews, discussions on mental health and personal posts about her family that might give you some feels, or help you feel less alone in your struggles. She’s special, and you’ll like her. Because I like her, and I don’t like a lot of people.
See “the rules” for this post if you’re curious what the deal is, otherwise, here are my answers to Greyson’s questions.
🔪What is your favourite reading beverage?
To be honest, I’m not the type of reader who, you know, cozies up with a blanket and a cup of tea and settles in to read. I’m more of a “read whenever I can find two fucking seconds to myself” type of reader. There’s usually not a lot of preparation that goes into my reading other than telling my husband “can you just not talk to me for like an hour, please?”
Also, I’m super boring in my food and drink choices. I like particular things and I don’t often waver from that, unless it’s a special occasion. I pack the same thing every day for lunch. Every. Day. And I’m totally fine with that. So, I only really drink two things on the regular. Water. And iced coffee. That’s it. If I’m reading in bed and trying to keep myself awake, it’s probably iced coffee if I convinced my husband to go to Tim Hortons for me.
Sometimes I’ll have wine – my favourite is Bear Flag Soft White. But that’s usually reserved for Girls’ Night, something we try to make happen at least four times a year. I know that sounds sad, but it’s true what they say, the older you get, the less you see your friends because you’re so busy with a house and kids and your spouse and your pets and your job. It requires so much planning and prioritizing to spend a couple hours with a friend.
On the flip side of that, time just passes by so quickly the older you get, that one day you wake up and you aren’t sure how it’s THE END OF MAY AL-FUCKING-READY.
🔪Which mythical animal would you like as a pet?
Have you heard of Brownies? They are these mythical household spirits that originated in Scottish folklore. According to the folklore, they are small in stature and prefer not to be seen. They inhabit houses and aid in tasks around the house at night while everyone is sleeping, like getting rid of spiders in exchange for small gifts of food.
Can you imagine how helpful this would be? My house would never see another cobweb and they’d clean up after themselves. Perfect roommates.
So, either Brownies…or a Phoenix. A Phoenix dies and it rises back up from the ashes to be born again. Anyone who has ever lost a family pet knows how heartbreaking it is. With a Phoenix, your pet would always come back. It’s probably a thing you’d need to put in your will though, kind of like weirdos with pet parrots do. No offence, parrot owners.
🔪Who is your favourite villain?
I don’t even need to think about this. Hands-down, without question, without hesitation, Hannibal Lecter. He is amazing because he’s a viscous, disgusting monster who eats human beings, but he’s also wealthy, refined, educated and sophisticated in the other aspects of his life.
I love the juxtaposition of something so morally and physically revolting as cannibalism, being carried out by someone who lives a life in the lap of luxury – designer suits, box seats at the opera. Not only that, but he’s also a world-class chef. He’s Joël Robuchon or Alain Ducasse, if they killed people and then cooked a perfect Michelin Star quality dish with them. I love the idea that Hannibal believes, and acts as though, his horrific taste for human flesh is somehow refined.
“Discourtesy is unspeakably ugly to me.”
I also love that his perception of people is unmatched. He can see right through a person, lay the truth about them out on the table so they have nothing to hide behind, so they are caught of guard and vulnerable. He is so charming and intelligent and hypnotic that Clarice Starling needs to be warned that she must never forget what he is – a monster. Because one could forget if they are not careful.
And both Anthony Hopkins and Mads Mikkelson played this character to perfection.
My questions for you are:
- What are you “turn away” tropes?
- What is an unpopular bookish opinion that you stand by?
- Name your top three “auto-buy” authors?
Stay safe. Be Kind. But, take no shit.
Later, Booknerds ✌️🔪