I'm one of those odd graduate students who, when confronted with a lot of reading, likes to do even more of it in my free time. My brain is awfully full of academic thinking, so recently, I've been craving children's and young adult fiction, especially my old favorites, the science fiction and fantasy genres. Silly me, it took me several days of longing for children's fiction but being unwilling to order it through ILL (I make those poor people work hard enough, bringing in obscure theology and history books!) before I finally remembered that we do in fact have a public library! So here's the source of my ongoing happy dance (and much joyful, relaxing, nostalgic reading):
Amy at Sunlit Pages for the recommendation!), Harriet the Spy, three of the Dear America diaries, Tamora Pierce's Circle of Magic quartet, and Among the Hidden (the first in the Shadow Children series, which I loved as a kid but only ever managed to read a few).
And of course, it's just about to be winter break, which means it's almost time for my annual winter break Bronte novel - one can't study constantly, after all! And since some of you lovely bloggers have been posting great seasonal recommendations, I checked out a few wintery and Christmassy books too. Finally, I've been dying to reread The Lord of the Rings, and while it won't bother me at all to put it off until next year, I pulled out my copy just in case it caught my eye this month.
Jenny at Shelf Love wrote about way back in 2011 - Jenny, it's been on my to-read list ever since and I'm delighted to read it this Christmas season!
I've actually already read a few of these children's and Christmas books - such an exciting stack of library books couldn't go untouched for long. I hope to post a batch of short reviews soon. In the meantime, I wonder: what are you reading this December? Have you picked out any great seasonal books to try? Are there some reading traditions you always stick to at this time of year? Have you ever read anything drastically out of its season? (I did that once - I read Jove Jansson's The Summer Book in the dead of winter, shivering under a blanket on my couch, and loved its ability to transport me to a different climate.)