Truthful Tuesday — Authors and Books

Frank, aka PCGuy, has published another one of his Truthful Tuesday posts. This week Frank wants to know about the authors and books we like. He asks:

Do you have a favorite author? If so, who and why? If not, why not?

This is tough because it depends upon genre and my reading taste spans a lot of different genres. I like authors who transport me to a different place and/or a different time. Authors like James Clavell or James Michener. For sci-fi Isaac Asimov. Horror: Stephen King. Spy novels: Robert Ludlum. Fantasies: JRR Tolkien. Humor: Dave Barry. Shall I go on?

What was the first book you remember enjoying reading?

What three books best sum up your taste in literature?

Issac Asimov’s Foundation Trilogy. Tolkien’s The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings. James Clavell’s Shōgun.

Fandango’s Provocative Question #84

FPQWelcome once again to Fandango’s Provocative Question. Each week I will pose what I think is a provocative question for your consideration.

By provocative, I don’t mean a question that will cause annoyance or anger. Nor do I mean a question intended to arouse sexual desire or interest.

What I do mean is a question that is likely to get you to think, to be creative, and to provoke a response. Hopefully a positive response.

Today’s provocative question was actually triggered by a comment that Di, over at Pensitivity101, made in one of my posts. She wrote, “I know I’ve said it umpteen times, but casting Tom Cruise as Jack Reacher lost all credibility for me.”

To which comment I responded, “Yeah, that does happen at times when you have read a book and created an image in your mind’s eye of the character. But it’s very off-putting when you see the movie version of the book and the actor who plays the part conflicts with that you envisioned from the book.”

So, my provocative question this week is this:

What movie adaptation of a book you have read before you saw the movie has done the best job when it comes to casting the actor (or actors) in the movie to match your image you had of that character (or those characters) in the book. Conversely, what movie adaptation has done the worst job of matching the casting of the characters to those you envisioned in your head.

If you choose to participate, write a post with your response to the question. Once you are done, tag your post with #FPQ and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments. But remember to check to confirm that your pingback or your link shows up in the comments.

Tale Weaver — Getting Lucky

EC71AA2B-2C6C-44DF-B3DF-BA0D37C40C64Steven was pleasantly surprised when Annie agreed to come up to his apartment after only their second date. Maybe tonight I’ll get lucky, he thought. They arrived at Steven’s second floor walk up and he unlocked the door, opened it up, and gestured for her to go in. “It’s cozy,” he warned her.

“Oh, it’s a studio apartment,” Annie said, looking around the single room.

“I told you it was cozy,” Steven said, letting out a nervous chuckle. He noticed a confused look on Annie’s face. “Is there something wrong?” he asked her.

“I’m a little surprised,” she said. “You told me that you’re an avid reader, yet I don’t see any bookshelves in your apartment and there’s not a single book in sight.”

“Yeah, well, when you have a small place, you have to make certain accommodations,” Steven said, a bit defensively. “I obviously don’t have room to store hundreds of books in this small apartment.”

“So do you get your books from the library?” Annie asked.

Steven took out his iPhone, pulled up his home screen, and then handed it to her, pointing out the Kindle app.D30B5B1E-7817-4965-B898-920211493549“I download all of my books to my Kindle app,” he said. “It’s great because I have hundreds of books on the app and they take up no physical space whatsoever. It’s really convenient, you know.”

“It’s not the same,” Annie said. “I like the feel of physical books, the heft, the smell. Reading ebooks on a device like a smartphone or tablet is not the same experience.”

“Are you that much of a purest that it bothers you that my book collection is on my phone instead of on bookshelves in my small apartment?” Steven asked.

“Actually it does,” she said. She picked up her phone, tapped her screen, and said, “I just ordered an Uber. I think we have a compatibility issue.”

“Gee, for someone who thinks that reading on a smartphone is bothersome, I’m surprise you’d use your smartphone to arrange for a ride rather than going out onto the street to hail a taxi the old fashioned way,” Steven sarcastically said.

Annie gave Steven a dirty look and exited his apartment. Well, I guess I’m not going to get lucky tonight, he thought.

Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver prompt.

Daily Four #10

9C675E88-A7F2-4BBA-AE0A-B682D1E0BFE5Yet another round of intriguing questions posed by the indomitable Rory (aka A Guy Called Bloke). So let’s see how intriguing my answers can be. Or if not intriguing, at least funny, right?

What would make us more non disposable humans?

“Non disposable humans”? Is that a convoluted way asking, “What would make humans less disposable?” I don’t think humans are disposable per se. But I do think that we are very vulnerable to near extinction because of a failure to accept that climate change has the potential to make our planet uninhabitable for human life. So perhaps the question should be, “What would make humans less vulnerable to extinction as a species?” And my answer to that question is that politicians and leaders around the world need to heed the almost irrefutable science that climate change is real and we have a limited time to take the necessary steps to reverse the course of climate change. If we don’t, then cockroaches, rodents, and robots will take over the world.

How much is a human being worth?

I remember reading sometime a while back that scientists had estimated that the chemicals in a human body are worth about $160. But I don’t think this question is about the value of s human’s chemical components. As to the intrinsic value of a human life, the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency set the value of a life at $9.1 million in 2010. The Food and Drug Administration came up with a value of $7.9 million, and the Transportation Department said it was around $6 million. So given that, I’ve decided to auction my life to the highest bidder. Bidding opens at $160.

Do you enjoy being human or would your prefer to be more digital or robotic?

Never having existed as anything other than a human being, I have no basis for determining if I’d prefer being a digital or robotic being. Can I get a 30-day free trial and then let you know if I prefer being a sentient, human life form, a digital life form, or a robotic life form? My feeling is that, despite the fact that humans break, leak, malfunction frequently, need to eat, drink, sleep, be social, and eventually die, I would still prefer to be human.

When was the last time a book made you 1] laugh, 2] cry, 3] get through a difficult time in your life, 4] really think about you and your life, and finally, is there a book that you enjoy that you recommend to others frequently for them to read?

Some of you might think my answer to this question is a cop-out, but I’ve been told that I have rather unique and somewhat eclectic tastes in the books I choose to read. Thus, those that made me laugh, cry, helped me get through rough patches, or caused me to think about my life would likely not resonate with too many other readers.

And as to recommending a book for others to read, I rarely do that because I wouldn’t want people to think that a book I recommended to them really sucked. That said, and for what it’s worth, I am currently reading fellow blogger Iain Kelly’s book, “A Justified State,” which I started a few days ago, and which I really like so far.07324C45-7F58-4E7B-AB8D-3FD1B6F5FD06

Friday Fictioneers — Cheaters

5A68390E-D63A-4A18-88C0-68C13E9D09C3I was always nearsighted, which required me to wear glasses so that I could see distant things clearly. But as I aged, I found I was having trouble reading things like books and newspapers. My eyes just couldn’t focus.

I went to see my ophthalmologist and he said I needed bifocals. That would enable me to see things both far away and close up.

But bifocals? Fuhgeddaboudit. Bifocals are for old people. So I went to see my pharmacist buddy, Doctor Marx, at the Highgate Pharmacy, and he fixed me up with a pair of “cheaters” for just twenty bucks.

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Written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Photo credit: CEAyr.

“Cheaters,” by the way, is a colloquialism for reading glasses in my neck of the woods. Also, for what it’s worth, the tomb of Karl Marx is located at the Highgate Cemetery in London. But I chose to ignore that piece of evidence sticking to a page in the book for this piece.