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how my to-read list works

Until Twitter, Goodreads was probably the social networking website I adapted to (and thus made indispensible to my life) most quickly. My senior year of high school, my friend sent me an invite, and within maybe six months, I was updating obsessively and in great detail. Now, GoodReads is my best friend and my favorite social site. Though I hate being so attached to an Internet thing, I do credit it with making me feel a lot of obligation and guilt if I am not reading consistently and with critical thought and reflection, and that can only be good for my brain.

That said, like I said in my post for 50/50 Me, things on the Internet have the tendency to make me want to know something about everything, and the subjects I am interested in reading about grow at a much faster rate than I read—and that’s saying something, because I have trained myself to read, with understanding and engagement, rather quickly. (Practice makes perfect, right?) So my to-read list grows very quickly, and I have a difficult time deleting books from it, for a variety of reasons.

1. If I added it to my to-read list, something made me want to read it, and usually my memory works in such a way that seeing the title or cover will trigger a conversation with a teacher who recommended the author or an article I read that was inspired by a collection of poems, or whatever. I think I owe it to my memory to at least keep it on the list, in the hopes that someday I might get to it. Continue reading

neuroscience lite

It has come to my realization that I could actually have pursued a more lucrative career in the health sciences like my mom hoped I would. Oops.

So last month and over a bit of February (remember, I had vertigo, so my brain fried itself and I spent 10 days not being able to comprehend more than three written sentences at a time), I read Reading in the Brain, which, while dense, is pretty awesomesauce. It’s about exactly what the title says, duh. I read it at a very convenient time, since I’m taking a class titled Literacy and Services to Underserved Populations. One of the things I keep realizing in library school is that, for someone who considers herself rather enlightened and attuned to social justice issues, it really hadn’t occurred to me that there were so many issues surrounding illiteracy, like learning disorders, the obvious social structures and issues that keep children from finishing school, and more. So coupling my natural interest in how social politics perpetrate inequalities with the actual science of how reading works was interesting, because it made me worry for a minute that I would take a stance that teachers don’t know what they’re doing, and being a progressive Democrat who is the daughter and sister of teachers, I DO NOT DO THAT. EVER. Because teachers, generally speaking, super duper know what they’re doing. But I digress. Dahaene described the entire neural process of how the brain, fascinatingly enough, has basically two simultaneous processes, one for recognizing letters and one for recognizing full words, even if that word is actually written incorrectly or includes typos. Fascinating stuff. I can’t really explain it to you as well as he did, and at times he got slightly too technical for me, but given that this was not my first time in the neuroscience book rodeo, I think it was probably due to my overtaxed brain. Continue reading

pop&b

Like any girl who grew up in America, and like any girl who has an older sister she worships, my musical taste has changed, refined, and solidified as I’ve grown older. I had my middle school phase where I listened to anything that was on Top 40 radio, and there are still some things from the 1997-2003 time period that I will always love, defend, and unabashedly listen to, even if I know it’s absolutely terrible. And there are other things that are actually kind of underrated, like the fact that those manufactured pop groups like N Sync and Eden’s Crush were actually very well trained singers, just stuck in the bodies of fakely attractive people and forced to sing really terrible songs.

Anyway. My main genres when I was young were Motown, show tunes, jazz-pop standards, and pop-inflecting R&B. I could count on my sister getting me the latest Mariah Carey, Destiny’s Child, or Alicia Keys CD for each birthday and Chrismukkah. I listened to them extensively, and to this day, even in the age of iPods and playlists and listening to single songs and not albums, if I hear a song off of one of these ladies’ albums I know exactly which song should come next in the track listing.

But then I transferred from the very urban middle school I went to to private school, and then I discovered lots of other music, both that satisfied my ear and that spoke to the major angst I had. Also, it helped that liking music that my classmates liked helped me to fit in, since so much of the way I acted seemed not to do that for me. Continue reading

march nick hornby copycat

Books Bought This Month
The New American Haggadah by Nathan Englander and Jonathan Safran Foer

Books Borrowed This Month
The House of Djinn by Suzanne Fisher Staples
Kingdom Animalia by Aracelis Girmay
The Scorpio Races by Maggie Stiefvater
The Phantom Tollbooth by Norton Juster
Cuba 15 by Nancy Osa
Ten Things I Hate About Me by Randa Abdel-Fattah
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ethics are not one size fits all

In a brief moment of vertigo-free lucidity, I thought I’d procrastinate the homework I’m behind on and blog about the things I’ve been thinking while my brain has been too fried to read or function normally.

The other night I participated in a telephone interview for a doctoral student studying Jewish women and social justice. We had a great conversation, and I think it did as much for me as it did for the woman interviewing me, because it gave me the chance to a) talk about myself, which I love, and b) rethink my identity and my commitment to my field and social justice, which I also enjoy.

Earlier this year, I posted about The Life You Can Save and made a pledge to donate a portion of my income to a philanthropic organization that is dedicated to eradicating global poverty. I couldn’t make as large a donation as I would like, but I plan to keep giving what I can while I’m in school, and once I make more than $60 a week, I’ll go with the real pledge. In the meantime, I’m making up the difference with my time. I’ve gotten involved with some other students and young people who are working with Peter Singer, the author of the book, to turn The Life You Can Save into a full-on movement, not just a website supporting a book about a great idea. Our first group meeting the other day really got me thinking again about ethics, and how I approach them, and how I should look into living a more ethical life. I think it’s important that ethics are not one size fits all, but there are some parts of ethics that I think are more or less nonnegotiable. Continue reading

february nick hornby copycat

Books Bought This Month

Books Borrowed This Month
Darker Still by Leanna Renee Hieber
The Future of Us by Carolyn Mackler and Jay Asher
Reading in the Brain by Stanislas Dehaene
Gossip Girl: Psycho Killer by Alloy Entertainment ghostwriters
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