I was tagged by me3dia and mellemusic:
"Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 5 facts about yourself. Then choose 5 people you want to tag and list their names. Then leave a comment on their blog letting them know they’ve been tagged."
"Facts," eh? Right, then, five each for you both, so choose from among the following:
- I was a National Merit Scholar semifinalist.
- I lost my virginity two weeks before I turned 21.
- I've shaken Archbishop Desmond Tutu's hand.
- I've never wanted to be younger than my given age.
- I was once the "hit" in a Bay Bridge hit-and-run. (The car radio was tuned to KFOG: Del Amitri in concert, covering Motorhead's "Ace of Spades.")
- I've played the Tinman in two college productions of "The Wiz."
- I had Osgood-Schlatter's as a teenager.
- I've never broken a bone.
- I was a Boy Scout (but pretty much quit after making Second Class).
- I'm a junior.
Tagged? David, Mr. cruftbox, Ms. FantasyLibrarian, Judith and Eve.
I figured I'd follow
Michelle's lead on jotting down mini-reviews of books she read last year. She's already two in so far this year and working on her third most likely, and so am I.
I think the last time I spent so much time "in" book-London was Zadie
Smith's "White Teeth." That may change once I check out Ian McEwan's
"Saturday" or Steven Johnson's "The Ghost Map."
Seeing "Children of Men" twice while reading the book affected how I
followed along with a fictional UK government's response to and
relationship with terror.
Books about cities, as much as about people, done right, send readers off with more questions than answers, and I'm not talking about hunting for travel agents or guidebooks. Said volumes pull you in before capturing the look on your face as they levitate in the air before you, asking you to consider the basis for support, plausibility's invisible strings connecting you to the finished plot on the page. That's what Chris Cleave's done here. (Start as you mean to go on with the extract.)