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This just felt a bit all over the place. "Here's an essay about the colour blue. Now here's an essay about my great grandmother. Now here's an essay about a film I nearly made and my friend who sadly died." I feel bad for not liking it, but it just didn't hold my interest at all.

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New books Friday ♥️
Two very different reads but both that I‘m looking forward to whenever their turn comes! #readerlife #longlongtbr

#byauthoryourage #newyearnewbooks

I think I prefer Solnit‘s more explicitly feminist writing than her memoir essays, but I‘ll keep reading her backlist. I found this frustrating, in that every time I became absorbed in a vignette she would shift focus and I would lose the thread. Which, given the theme of loss, could be deliberate.

I loved this book; essays centred around the theme losing yourself, finding yourself. “As you step up to the ridgeline, the world to the west suddenly appears before you, a colossal expanse even more wild and remote than the east, a surprise, a gift, a revelation. The world doubles in size. Something like that happens when you really see someone …”

@britt_brooke When I suggested the reading group to my son, he was so excited, he cleaned up his room, organised books and read from two of them. We had chocolate and started a reading log. He said it was so much fun. Not sure if the enthusiasm will last, but this was a great start :)

Damn Rebecca is a prolific writer. Her essay collections are broad meditations of a theme, this time on what loss means, from kidnapping during colonial times to the loss of species to extinction. I am continually impressed by how much her essays demand from the reader. Be prepared to examine what loss means to you.

@TheAromaofBooks this is my #doublespin.

Let the month begin!

My #doublespin is tagged. My #bookspin is a library book. Both are #audiobooks.

Solnit is brilliant.

So yesterday I met an old friend and she gave me a very early birthday present ( it‘s not for 2 weeks) it‘s a gorgeous cushion, refashioned from a tweed jacket. The jacket pocket has been made into a book pocket! Love it ❤️❤️❤️

“We fly; we dream in darkness; we devour heaven in bites too small to be measured.”

Finding little bookish corners in arty cafes hidden down laneways...

The world is blue at its edges and in its depths.

#LetsGetLost #WanderingJune @BarbaraBB @Cinfhen

This was one of those books where I normally love the author and parts of the writing I could tell were sublime but I just didn‘t really like it.
It took so much concentration for me personally where I felt like the mood of this book was one that was meant to be kind of like a dream whilst reading. Where the sentences just hit you like poetry and make your mind connect naturally. I don‘t think it‘s the author it‘s me on this one.

I got lost reading this book...maybe it was the big fluffy words and quotes but I prefer to get lost on my own terms.

Required text for one of my English classes, but so far, it really has an interesting intake of what one comes upon when they least expect it. #Nonfiction

I read this with a book club and was really excited about it. In the end, I thought the ideas and concepts were really beautiful, but I couldn‘t connect with the style. It was lovely, but just missed the mark a little for me.

Book mail!! 😊❤️📚

Seen at a local eatery...

#aquotetoliveby
#anewchapter

I loved The Faraway Nearby. I‘m looking forward to reading another book by Rebecca Solnit.

You realize that no matter how much terrain you cover there‘s far more than you ever will. Mountaineering is always spoken of as though summiting is a conquest, but as you get higher, the world gets bigger, and you feel smaller in proportion to it, overwhelmed and liberated by how much space is around you, how much room to wander, how much is unknown.

The desert is made first and foremost out of light, at least to the eye and the heart, and you quickly learn that the mountain range twenty miles away is pink at dawn, a scrubby green at midday, blue in evening and under clouds. The light belies the bony solidarity of the land, playing over it like emotion on a face, and in this the desert is intensely alive, as the apparent mood of mountains changes hourly, as places that are flat and stark at...

I guess that makes my winter camp this Jayco camper parked in a field on a ranch in South Texas.

Work all winter, shine all summer.

Every love has its landscape. Thus place, which is always spoken of as though it only counts when you‘re present, possesses you in its absence...It is as though in the way places stay with you and that you long for them they become deities.

Sometimes an old photograph, an old friend, an old letter will remind you that you are not who you once were, for the person who dwelt among them, valued this, chose that, wrote thus, no longer exists. Without noticing it you have traversed a great distance...

I‘ve read so many references to this book, this author...diving in to see for myself 📖

There are essential #mysteries in the world and thereby a limit to calculation, to plan, to control. #QuotsyJuly18

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Rebecca is definitely not for the “faint at heart” reader. When I say deep, I mean really deep in terms of her thinking and perspectives. Like, she says stuff like: “Its in the nature of things to be lost” and “The places inside matter as much as the ones inside”. I love going to that level and love her for it. Going to the library now to get another one of her books. For stuff I don‘t understand, I‘m giving her 4 stars. Her other stuff, I LOVE

Paris...I love you. So many wonderful places to read!!

I swear I am not following her, but you can be damn sure that I will be here, at Shakespeare and Company to see her speak on our last night in Paris. 👌🏻

Leave the door open for the unknown, the door into the dark. That‘s where the most important things came from, where you yourself came from, and where you will go.

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Got to finish Rebecca Solnit's book "A field guide to getting lost" during a walk into the forest, and it made it soo much better. Solnit gives you new ways to look at your surroundings, with history and facts, and stories I've never heard about the colour blue and all of its meanings. It wasnt at all what I was expecting it to be, but I learnt new things and now my morning walks are richer than ever. 4.5 stars.
#Recommendsday #TBT #Review

Only 40 pages into my first Rebecca Solnit book and I can already relate with her in so many levels about my morning walks in the park and hiking in the forest... Her work reminds me of Mary Oliver's Upstream, one of my favourites last year. Looking forward to continue reading this. #Recommend
#Nature #TBR

Solnit is a wonderful writer and I‘m a little disappointed I haven‘t read any of her work previously. This book is a collection of essays about various ways to get lost, almost every one of which I can relate to. Some definitely stood out more than others but overall a pretty enjoyable collection.

4/5

There are so many great lines in this book!

Next up. Haven‘t read any of her work yet. Anyone who has have any thoughts on her writing?

Grabbed this one for $1.99. I enjoy Solnit‘s writing.

This one‘s longer than my usual #quotsydec17 picks. But it‘s a really thought-provoking one about #play.

@TsundokuAleax @bookandcat @Schlinkles Here's what I got for #lmpbc. Any preferences/prejudices?

"Leave the door open for the unknown, the door into the dark. That's where the most important things come from, where you yourself came from, and where you will go."

Evening reading material because sometimes getting lost sounds divine.

yesterday was #readabook day but because that's every day for me I was just busy getting ink on my hands all day instead of photographing these beautiful new backlist arrivals. You can't see it, but there is NO room on the shelves for these babies, but I don't see that stopping me any time soon💁🏻#tbr #tbrstack #shelfie

I don't know if this is true, but I love it. 💛🦋💛

Twice I've read this book and twice I've thought "this is amazing!" at the start and "it's good" by the end. Is it the sense that the chapters don't add up to more than the sum of their parts? Or that the book just ends, rather than concludes? Maybe. That said, it's an interesting book, she gave me lots to think about and I enjoyed her writing style: I want to read more by her.