The Air You Breathe | 
pickI thought this was pretty good. My #doublespin for April @TheAromaofBooks
#roll100 @PuddleJumper
TheAromaofBooks Woohoo!! 7mo
pickI thought this was pretty good. My #doublespin for April @TheAromaofBooks
#roll100 @PuddleJumper
“When we are young, we give ourselves completely. We allow our first friends or first lovers or first songs inside us, to become a part of our unformed being, without ever thinking of the consequences, or of their permanence within us.”
This quote…
#HumbleHarvest
#Friendship
pickA story of friendship, jealousy and creativity against backdrop of political repression in Brasil 1930s/40s. Dores and Gracas are unlikely friends drawn together by circumstances & their love of music. Peebles shows us the slums of Rio and 1940s Hollywood as we see the girls fortunes rise and fall. https://cannonballread.com/2023/09/the-air-you-breathe-a-novel-elcicco/
pickThis was good HF! 1930‘s-40s Brazil to Hollywood with two unlikely bffs. It‘s always interesting to me the success someone, even a kitchen maid, can find when allowed education, even if that education is only to supplement the success of someone born to more privilege. Also, trying to find success with Brazilian music in a Hollywood rampant with racism was an interesting read.
#14books14weeks2023 Book 13!
@TheHeartlandBookFairy
A joke is a way of dominating a language. You must have timing and fluidity, like a fine musician...This is what happens when you move to a foreign place: either you recoil into yourself, becoming a quiet, tense listener, or you make a show of your errors, flaunting them for all to see. Both are attempts to make people comfortable with your otherness. Forgettable, or entertaining.
Sit beside me now, at the riverbank
hear my voice, loud and strong.
Wade into these sweet waters with me,
let me open your heart with a song.
Now we're both pulled under, friend,
singing the same refrain:
Dive back, again, to the lace you once loved
and you'll find it's never the same.
. . .
Now, I wish for the early, chaotic part of my life to return to me, even with its cruelty, its sacrifice, its missteps, its misdeeds. My misdeeds.
#two4tuesdays @TheSpineView
1. Philosophy or miscellaneous non-fiction? Even for fiction, what I go for is probably too vague to fit one genre.
I'd probably be driven insane like The Joker if I had this restriction. I constantly crave and live off of novelty and variety.
2. Most of the books I pick up and read are half-started and unfinished. No other way to be.
#12Booksof2021 #2ndBookof2021 #February @Andrew65
I actually read this as an audiobook. And the narrator was excellent. The book was complex, and very moving
pick5/5 ⭐️ It took me forever to finish this book, but not because it was bad or slow, but rather cause I've been having a stressful few months. Beautiful story of Dores and Graça, two women whose friendship and love of music changes their lives forever. Sort of gave me Evelyn Hugo vibes, which I loved. I think this would make a wonderful movie or TV show! If you love music, travel, or historical fiction- it's a must read!
#FoodandLit
Perfect spring afternoon 🌿🌷💙
“If remembering tells us who we are, then forgetting keeps us sane. If we recalled every song we‘d ever heard, every touch we‘d ever felt, every pain no matter how small, every sadness no matter how petty, every joy no matter how selfish, we could surely lose our minds”
Traveling to #SouthAmerica for this one!! So good!!
#LitsySpringBreak
#LitsySpringBreak #SouthAmerica I loved this book, set in Brazil in the 1930s.
@Alwaysbeenaloverofbooks @TheKidUpstairs
pickThis was a great novel about music and the highs and lows of friendship. I am surprised I only discovered it a few days ago. Wish I had read it sooner. It was a great pick for #foodandlit @Butterfinger @Texreader
Decided #foodandlit would force me out foodie comfort zone. We got a variety of Brazilian food to try from a local food truck parked at our neighborhood playground. Fried yucca, arepitas, shrimp, and picanha sandwich. The yucca and arepita were doughy and plain but I needed doughy and plain because the sandwich sauce was very flavorful.The picanha was perfectly cooked with just the right amount of char. Really enjoying the book so far @Texreader
pick#FoodAndLit #Brazil @Butterfinger @Texreader
Thank you for taking me to Brazil to listen to this timeless story! I'm glad I chose audio for all the pronunciations, the reader was great. This is a story of samba, of songs of rich girl and poor girl bound together by circumstances of birth, but bound even more by the music in them. From the roda de samba to LA and back, the story of their lives unfold. Beautifully written.
#Audiobaking the my new #airfryermagic , just finished the tagged book for #FoodAndLit @Butterfinger @Texreader . Posting review after dinner!!
Audio-crafting, (for #FoodAndLit) took a break from phone yesterday and today!
3/4 the way through the book, it's like 19 hours?!
#FoodAndLit @Butterfinger @Texreader
https://medium.com/remote-sensing-in-agriculture/sugarcane-cultivation-in-brazil...
This is an article on sugarcane production in Brazil. It is the world leader in producing this vital staple. The book I'm reading takes place partly on a sugarcane plantation in the early 1900's.
pickThis book is about two girls from opposite upbringings who join together through their love of music, and learn how truly intertwined they are. It was fun, engaging, and enjoyable, and I learned a lot about the making of music in Brazil.
Joining August #BookSpin #Bookspinbingo with book of the month books I'm behind on
“If remembering tells us who we are , then forgetting keeps us sane.”
There is definitely not much air stirring out here!! It‘s 91 degrees, but feels like 101!! 🥵
#Forget
#FlyHighJuly
?We all take for granted things that come too easily.
That's why I can't let you go--you're always a challenge to me.
Here's my wow to you, here's all I believe:
For you, I'll stay invisble. I"ll be the air you breathe."?
#samba #brazil #theairyoubreathe
A clumsy orphan girl works in the kitchen on a sugar planter's estate in the North of Brazil. But one day in the house appears her age - the daughter of the owner. Music lives in the soul of each of them. And both dream of plunging into the big world. Music will become their common passion, the foundation of their life.
#currentlyreading
It‘s okay to give up on a book 122 pages in, right? I didn‘t not like this, I just could never get momentum and read more than like 20 pages at a time, so it just feels like I‘ve stalled. I have been super busy with work this week and I also started another book right before this, so I feel like I know why this never got traction and it has nothing to do with the book. I always hate bailing after spending days with a book, though. 😭
1) The Air You Breathe, 24/6, Troubled Minds
2) Foreign Deceit by Jeff Carson
3) The Bookish Life of Nina Hill
#weekendreads
@rachelsbrittain
Starting this one tonight... 🤓 #amreading
1. ✔️
2. Puffy. Try not to eat them all the time, but when a bookstagrammer posed the question "What core would you want in your wand? It could be anything" that came to mind very quickly.
3. Sunset
4. Book plane tickets to Italy and to Uruguay.
5. ??♀️ They were all pretty good... Third grade was a good grade for reading, so let's go with that.
I've been exploring my bookshelves lately. Don't you love looking at book cover designs and noticing what sort of colors are used? Teal seems to be a rare one, but I still managed to find four books with gorgeous teal covers and spines. 📚🐚
Have you read any of these books? 🤔
#teal #colorful #bookshelf #deebrown #theairyoubreathe #princecaspian #narnia #maevebinchy #thechroniclesofnarnia #francesdepontespeebles #cslewis
My current #TBR stack! I posted back in January about my personal goal of having 100% TBR turnover from one year to the next. 2019 is more than halfway over and I‘ve read (or DNFed and removed) most of my 2019 TBR books. The ones I still need to read are:
📖 The Air You Breathe
📖 The Night Tiger
📖 The Cairo Trilogy
📖 Pachinko
📖 The Cartographer of No Man‘s Land
📖 Cuentos de Eva Luna
📖 The Door (not pictured)
#readinggoal #toread
pickI already deviated from my #24B4Readathon. I‘d forgotten about hVing not yet finishing this one. Tonight I finished. It‘s an epic with lots of interesting themes. I‘ll likely not forget these characters anytime soon, but it wasn‘t a book I couldn‘t put down. Only 3:5 ⭐️. But the writing is lovely. #mayMadness
Finished #2.
We‘ve wrapped up another wonderful meeting of #The2030SomethingBookClub 😁👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻! It was marvelous! This book provided plenty of conversation fodder if any book club organizers out there are looking for a selection to feature at an upcoming meeting. I give the book 4.5 stars. 👍🏻👍🏻
Have you read this novel?!
#NYC #bookclub
Ahh, after 5 hours of hardcore work, time to relax on my porch with a good book and some whisky. Gorgeous, comfortable weather today for once, thank goodness. 😎🥃
#BookNDinner! I have to take a minute and—I don‘t know—release. This has happened to me in my life twice before—it‘s always overwhelming & humbling for me. I saw a colleague today I don‘t normally get the chance to see, & she gave me a Red Lobster gift card 😱🙈*happy tear*. It‘s like a...I don‘t know, group networking thing going on, I‘ve been getting so much generosity from folks 😱. I got lobster, shrimp, crab, mashed potatoes, & salad. 😋
#BookNDinner! #CrackerBarrel Edition! The friend part fell through, but the dinner part didn‘t thanks to a gift card from my uncle 😁. Accompaniment this chilly and downpouring evening: steak, baked sweet potato with butter and brown sugar, mac ‘n‘ cheese, broccoli florets, cornbread & biscuit, and sweet tea. MMMmmm 😋! Happy reads & happy eats! 😎👌🏻
pickI really liked this historical fiction. Also, has anyone else noticed how many books have the backs of two women on them?
#MayMovieMagic #HowFarIllGo It's the 1930s in Brazil, and Doris and Graca run away to the city because they want to be singers.
@cinfhen @rohit-sawant
I love a surprise in the mail from a bookish friend! Can‘t wait to read this one!
pickOMG. YOU GUYS. THIS BOOK. My second 5-star read of 2019, only a bit over a week after the first, in fact. Absolutely adored every bit of this. I love these sort of whole-life accounts, esp w/an older woman narrator. Writing was pitch perfect, characters were all so flawed but it was also so obvious why they loved & needed each other. You see them change for better or worse & you understand them so well, it almost hurts. Also, QUEERNESS YAY. 5🌟
What a treacherous gift the imagination can be—one minute a blessing that grants you escape, the next an enemy you must fight off for your own survival.
[So. Damn. True.]
It‘s said that necessity is the mother of invention. I‘d argue that spite is its father. How many songs, poems, palaces, paintings, books, and enterprises have been made as retribution for a slight, a heartbreak, a careless word? Creation is a form of vengeance against a disbelieving world.
When I was young I made a promise to the music: I'll be here,I'll open a space within myself for you.I showed that I was devoted,and in return it rewarded me with words,with creation itself.There was the passion of a love affair in these moments because the music demanded my time,my full attention,my complete devotion.As long as I rendered myself entirely to its service,the music allowed me inside itself,immersed in a space where time didn't exist
When you have no power in this world you must create your own, you must adapt to your environment and try to foil the many dangers around you, so a woman‘s pleasantness—her smile, her grace, her cheer, her sweetness, her perfumed body, her carefully made-up face—isn‘t some silly by-product of fashions or taste; it is a means of survival. The performance may cripple us, but it keeps us alive.
Being a woman is always a performance; only the very old and very young are allowed to bow out of it. The rest must play our parts with vigor but seemingly without effort.
[Well, there will be when I use this phrase as the name of my feminist indie punk band.]
Beyond that kitchen and those cane fields was a world of possibilities that I couldn‘t fathom, but wanted to. I was awed by the avarice of that cane fire. It was beautiful in its constant need, in its unbridled hunger. I watched it burn, its heat pounding against my skin, and knew that we were alike, that fire and me. We wanted more than we‘d been given, and we always would.
