In honor of Rad Reads Week, we thought a literary weekend project was in order. How about these adorable DIY book earrings? Craft yourself a pair that resembles your favorite book or make some with a sweet inscription for your bookworm BFF. Either way, they’d be a welcome addition to any book lover’s library–er, jewelry box. [WikiHow]
In case we haven’t made it perfectly clear during Rad Reads Week; we love books. More importantly, we love men who love books. There’s nothing sexier than a hunk curled up with a good book. Well, the only thing better is if he’s reading it naked. Viggo Mortensen is fully clothed, yes. But this picture of him reading The Lord of the Rings is just … no words. Keep on clicking for more book porn.
There are book clubs and then there are book clubs. The first is when you and a huge group of women, who may or may not have read the month’s assigned book, gather at someone’s house for margaritas, hummus and, oh, two hours of gossiping. Maybe 20 minutes at the end, those of you who actually read the book have a quick chat, but mostly this is a “big night out” for suburban types.
Then there are the book clubs. My beloved book club is filled with smartypants English majors from Williams. When it’s my month to pick a book, it is difficult to do so because they’ve read every book imaginable. We are ruled with an iron fist by a girl friend of mine who works in publishing and eats, lives, and breathes books. I am sincerely scared to not read the book each month or, worse, not attend the meeting. If we gossip, it’s way towards the end, long after I have gotten my ass handed to me on a platter, intellectually speaking. But you know what? I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
I’ve been in both types of book clubs and I’d like to think I know a thing or two about ‘em. After the jump, here’s rules for a book club — I mean, a book club — that actually reads. Keep reading »
As a lady, I find that I often unconsciously gravitate to books with female narrators or protagonists. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t necessarily prefer them to male-driven books, but I generally feel far more of an intrinsic emotional connection to female voices than I do to those of men (with the obvious exception of my homicidal spirit animal, Patrick Bateman). I’ve observed that, as with all things, there are certain “types” of female characters (in fiction and in memoirs and biographies) — not necessarily stereotypes, but overriding themes of personality that are in many ways the driving force behind the story being told. After the jump, a short list of some of the most prevalent personalities in literature, and the best and most prolific of each.
Earlier this week, we asked a bunch of guys on our IM what they want and do not want to see on the bookshelves of the women they date. Their answers were interesting and varied (Hide your copy of The Notebook! Books about soccer are sexy!) and so we decided to turn the question, somewhat, around on ourselves: do we judge guys who either don’t read or by what they read? Our conflicting views are after the jump — plus, share your thoughts in the comments! Keep reading »
Movies may offer you your favorite characters served up live on the big screen, but books allow your imagination to run wild. Sure, they describe details of appearance, and mannerism, and style of dress, but it’s up to you to fill in the blanks. The film versions are often disappointing when they don’t live up to the image in your mind’s eye, but sometimes they’re truly spot-on — like these ladies, who happen to have been plucked from the pages of four books and reincarnated onscreen in overwhelmingly effective ways. They all were given distinct style entities in their respective books, but it’s the movies that made them real, and I have to admit that live action did them more than appropriate justice. After the jump, a series of style inspirations straight out of some of my very favorite pages…