Emma in 2007 with her boyfriend. She likes older men?
A brief introduction:
I’m Emmaline (which rhymes with “wine,” not with “’tween”), but most people call me Emma. In May 2009, I graduated as a Russian major from a tiny Midwestern liberal arts college, and now I’m back in the D.C. area basking in the fabulous economy and burgeoning job market.
Greatest loves:
Spelling bees, movies with training montages, writing and receiving letters, shellfish, and watching funny animal videos on YouTube. Oh, and books are good, too.
Currently reading:
The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows, recommended to me by my grandmother. It is written as a series of letters, held together by the characters’ reverence for books, and it’s really the loveliest novel I’ve read in a while.
All-time favorite book:
It’s a close call, but I’d probably have to say The Brothers Karamazov, by Fyodor Dostoyevsky. Don’t let the length intimidate you, and ignore the stigma that all Russian novels are dismal and heavy-handed. The hope that shines through the story is best summed up by the line, “In most cases, people, even wicked people, are far more naïve and simple-hearted than one generally assumes. And so are we.”
Most questionable item on my bookshelf:
Five different baby name books, all in a row. People make the obvious assumption when they see these books, but I’m not expecting—just fascinated by baby name trends over time and the cultural movements behind them.
I’m Emmaline (which rhymes with “wine,” not with “’tween”), but most people call me Emma. In May 2009, I graduated as a Russian major from a tiny Midwestern liberal arts college, and now I’m back in the D.C. area basking in the fabulous economy and burgeoning job market.
Greatest loves:
Spelling bees, movies with training montages, writing and receiving letters, shellfish, and watching funny animal videos on YouTube. Oh, and books are good, too.
Currently reading:
The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows, recommended to me by my grandmother. It is written as a series of letters, held together by the characters’ reverence for books, and it’s really the loveliest novel I’ve read in a while.
All-time favorite book:
It’s a close call, but I’d probably have to say The Brothers Karamazov, by Fyodor Dostoyevsky. Don’t let the length intimidate you, and ignore the stigma that all Russian novels are dismal and heavy-handed. The hope that shines through the story is best summed up by the line, “In most cases, people, even wicked people, are far more naïve and simple-hearted than one generally assumes. And so are we.”
Most questionable item on my bookshelf:
Five different baby name books, all in a row. People make the obvious assumption when they see these books, but I’m not expecting—just fascinated by baby name trends over time and the cultural movements behind them.
Why I like Uptown Literati:
It gives a hip, desperately-needed makeover to the face of the book nerd—which, let’s face it, is really what we all are.
