I LOVE TINA OMG (Sorry Ms. Robbins I know I'm not supposed to use 'text-slang' but it was mandatory for this title.) Anyway, I Love Tina.

Tina Tina Tina Tina Tina Tina!

I think I'll make a shirt that says "I Love Tina" on it and wear it every day. Okay just kidding, that's creepy!

Tired from a long day, I got home from school a couple Tuesdays ago and threw myself on the couch in my family room. I closed my eyes, only bothering to peek them open for one teeny tiny moment. I squinted so that I could read the time on the clock. 8:30. I had homework, I had dinner to eat, and I had Glee to watch. (DUH)

I had only wanted to have my eyes open for that split second that it would take for me to read what it said on the clock. But of course: Life happened. And there was a twist in what I hoped would be my future. So instead of closing my eyes again, I felt them leading its way to "Bossypants," Tina Fey's new book. It was resting on the coffee table. Before I knew it my hands were holding it and my eyes were reading it and my mouth was constantly open so that I could laugh.

I had that feeling where you find yourself in a moment that is so perfect you never want it to end.

I was tired. I didn't want to do homework. I didn't want to do anything. But it didn't occur to me: I wanted to read. So not only did I get to feel much better by fulfilling the thing I wanted to do most, but I also found a new book, too.

Every time I turned a page I gained more respect for Tina. I loved her sophisticated jokes and her sarcasm, and I also loved the fact that she isn't just some famous person who decided she wanted to look deep so she wrote a book. Tina clearly invested her time in this book and put a lot of heart into it. It's brilliant and funny and so insightful.

The thing that interested me the most about Tina's book was something that I haven't paid a lot of attention to in my life. Her views on sexism and how women are treated differently from men in the world, especially in Hollywood disgusts her, and she wasn't afraid to let us know.

She described such real situations where she had to deal with being smaller than other people because she was a woman. While working at Second City and doing stand up comedy, Tina remembers a time where a legitimate sketch was considered to have more men in it than women. Because women couldn't really be funny. Because women couldn't do anything better than men.

I respect how much Tina believes that women can be funnier and simply do things better or just as good as men can. And the best part, is that through all of her talking and describing, she uses humor to do so. This makes it not just amusing to read, but you see that she is also proving her point as you are reading her very words.

Tina is funny. She's hilarious. And one of the greatest things about this book is that it's opened so many doors for new books for me. I'm interested in reading more about people's lives right now. I'm interested in reading comedic books. My father and I share a love for comedy and stay up way too late watching Larry David on Curb Your Enthusiasm.

As I read Tina and as I watch Larry I realize that you have to have a certain talent to really make people laugh. May that be sophisticated and harsh like Larry's, or just plain out funny and sarcastic like Tina's, I love to hear their words and read them. It makes me want to write comedy, as well. I don't know if I'd be any good at it... But just like how this blog connects reading to writing, I figure that reading books should improve your writing and influence your style.

My parents always tell me, "To be a writer, you have to read."

I think about this a lot: When I first really started writing in 3rd/4th grade I was in the middle of my big obsession with Judy Blume. I remember after giving my mom a piece that I wrote for her to read, she commented on the fact that the voice of my story sounded similar to Judy's character's voices. I figured I was taking on the qualities of who I was reading.

From that point on I didn't really experiment with other genres. I experimented with other voices in 7th and 8th grade, but I never broke away completely from the realistic fiction realm.

It wasn't until after I read Tina that I was inspired to read memoirs and to read comedy. Who knows what that will lead to in my future writing career???

All I know is that every one has a story to tell and Tina proved that every story is worth hearing, especially hers. She also has taught me that comedy is a lot harder and more intense, and that you have to take it very seriously if you want to be successful as a comedian.

Okay, so maybe I will make a shirt that says "I love Tina" on it. No big deal, right?

And P.S: HA NORA I FINISHED BEFORE YOU AND NOW I CAN WATCH MY SO CALLED LIFE AND YOU CAN'T HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA heh heh heh heh heh... phew.

It's Not Weird To Read On Your Way To Class, Even If You Bump Into 20 People Doing So.

Don't forget.

Don't ever forget that feeling you have when you finish a book.

I did, and I'm mad at myself.

As a reader, I have recently come close to failing. I hadn't REALLY gotten into a book since Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close. Maybe I was in denial because I was scared to find a book that was better than it. But no matter what happened, I had stopped really reading.

My mom would give me short stories from the New Yorker and I would stay up late reading those. But then it'd be over and I'd think, "Oh well!" It's killing me. How did this happen??

Finally I remembered the one thing that will never change when it comes to reading books. Reading a book that's below your level once in a while is NOT a bad idea. It really isn't. First off, if you're a thinker like me you'll like easier books because ideas come to mind faster, and then you can spend more time thinking about them. Second of all... It's fun! They are simple to understand and in my most recent case, beautifully written.

My sister, Lois, is in a book club. (Woohoo using today's comma lesson in my blog what what?!) I am extremely jealous of her, as I was in a book club when I was her age too. Of course we got to Middle School and everyone except me and the moms wanted to end it. I guess they were busy or something. Whatever.

Anyway: The book they just finished was Ida B. Emily Mendes stopped me in the hallway just to tell me that that was her favorite book in fifth grade. The only fear I have of reading books below my level are people thinking that I am lazy or stupid. But really, I'm not. I just adore them. I don't care what anyone else thinks.

Ida B is an incredible character. Incredible person, actually. She is real, I know. She is home schooled by her parents and spends her free time speaking with the trees that she has named and created personalities for. Everything is perfectly perfect until Mama gets sick and Ida B has to go to school where everyone calls her Ida and no one gets how everything is messed up and ruined.

As I read the book I felt like reaching out and holding Ida B's hand. Not in a way to say, "Poor you!" but to be with her. Because the greatest thing in this book is that you come to know and love Ida B so much that you refuse to let anything get her down. And now the worst part: I had to accept sooner or later that Ida B was just living on the pages of the book in my hands. Which slowly became the best part again. I remembered that feeling, the feeling that I had with Oskar. When I thought he was real and although there was some invisible barrier separating us, I remembered how to feel like I was with her the whole time.

And that's when it came to me. I love to read. I love it. I had forgotten that for a while but Ida B allowed me to remember it. I love to read!! I love love love it!!! Now that Nora is gone forever and I have no one to talk to... I turn to books! It's so fun!

(I do realize this blog post is now going no where but I just need to be happy for a little.)

In science, when class was over, instead of going to talk with people, I pulled out my book... and read. Wow. I realized that all the times that I just go and talk to people for no reason I could be reading. Not to say that you should never be social or talk to people. I know that. What I am saying never waste time to read. Read your heart out. I'm so excited now. AH!!!! And the best part of today in science was that I didn't care if people looked at me and thought I was weird for reading my book while I could be mingling.

Sorry sorry sorry.

Lastly I come to the inspiration for the prompt I'll share with my creative writing class in a couple Thursdays. When I finished Ida B.

When I finished Ida B I remembered one more thing.

How you feel when you finish your book.

I felt like I accomplished something. I looked back at all the pages in the book, all three hundred and something of them, and I thought, I read all of this. My growing, thinking brain ate it up and loved every bit of it.

I felt annoyed. Why didn't I get to find out if her mom gets better? Does she stay at school? Hmph.

Why couldn't it follow Ida B all the way until she was 100. Why? It's so sad.

But most of all: Pride. I get to hold the book up and say, "Why yes, yes I did read this book." It's that feeling you have when you recommend a book to someone because you read it and loved it. Or when someone asks to read the book your reading when you're done. And when you give them the book its your way of saying, "Done. I read it."

BUT: It's not about bragging. (Not completely that is.) It's about the feeling you get when you read the last word and the only pages beyond that is the About The Author.

My dad bought me a book all about the Green Bay Packers winning the Super Bowl. On the back is a quote from Aaron Rodgers talking about how now that they've won, they don't know what to do. And that's when he says: "Let's go get another."

So the main lesson for this week, (thank you Aaron Rodgers <3 <3 <3 <3) is that when you finish a book, you have every right to want to sulk around and be upset. But. Don't be sad for too long, you're wasting time to read another great book.