Little Women by Louisa May Alcott was probably the longest one I've ever read. Oh my gosh. It took me foreeeeeeeeever to finish it (It probably didn't help that I was in elementary school). And Green Angel by Alice Hoffman was probably the shortest. It was a really good book, though.
Longest: Musashi by Eiji Yoshikawa. Over 900 pages long, but it's an amazing book. Samurai<3
Shortest: The Pearl by John Steinbeck. It's like ninety pages long and is a crappy book. I had to read it for high school my freshmen year. The best part is when the baby's head gets blown off. lol
"Adiós al Séptimo de línea", Jorge Inostroza.
It's about the war against Peru and Bolivia that Chile was forced to face in the nineteenth century, the Pacific War.
It consists of five volumes of 400 pages each, more or less, in two columns and I read all of them.
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Наверно это Библия.......но я ее не дочитала))))) А так, я сначала вспомнила книгу "3 мушкетера" и книгу "Граф Монте-Кристо". Это все было в детстве))) "Иудейская война" - самая длинная, а "Маленький принц" - самая короткая
Братья Стругацкие "Град обреченный" Самая длинная не в плане размера, а в плане осиливания и осмысления. Самая короткая - те же авторы "Трудно быть богом". Читалась быстрее всех без отрыва от производства.
Самые длинные это Противостояние, Оно и Темная башня Стивена Кинга. Самая короткая для меня ассоциируется с той которую я быстрее всего прочитал. В голове вертятся две книги "Записки на манжетах" Булгакова, и "Апельсины из Морокко" Аксенова.
Hm ... while sorting through all the old books in my mind, it occurred to me that Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix is right up there with the longest books I've ever finished; I tackled a lot of the very long classics when I was too young to get them, and never ended up finishing. Although as I recall, 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea was about 5,000 leagues too long.
I can't say for the shortest book. Jonathon Livingston Seagull?
Самая длинная, наверно, это "Атлант расправил плечи", Айн Рэнд хотя ее недочитала немного до конца. Или, может, это "Властелин колец" Джона Р.Р. Толкиена. А самая короткая... Наверно, этого мне уже не вспомнить. Видимо, что-то, что прочла в детстве.
The longest book I've ever read was probably one of the Harry Potter ones. Due to the quickness of how I read the sixth and seventh ones, most of the details are a bit fuzzy in my mind. Had to finish the sixth one so quickly because there was a veeeery long waiting list for it at the public library when it first came out and they only had like, one copy that had to be passed between all of us, xD! I never bought a new copy for my own past-time reading. Gonna need to do that. And I read the seventh one pretty damn fast too. But somewhere along the way, during our year of four frickin' moves, my copy became pretty torn up. I still have it but I don't want it to dissolve the moment I pick it up. I have another pristine copy but...that was autographed by J.K.Rowling herself and to hell am I ever going to actually read that one!
Anywho, the shortest book was certainly something I read as a kid. I remember a story about to cat friends that I got from a book giveaway fair sort of thing in our backyard park. That book I think clearly started my interest in books. I loved that book, even though I can't remember much about it. I also loved the Black Lagoon series or whatever (I had The School Nurse of the Black Lagoon) which I also got from a bookfair (RIF: Reading Is Fundamental!).
Yep, that's my answer for this question and I'm stickin' to it!
Самая длинная - видимо, "Война и Мир".. А может "Дети Арбата" с продолжением? (+"Прах и пепел"+ и еще 2 тома).. Самая короткая - помню дескую книжку про "Собрание мышей", страниц 6-8, 16й шрифт, 14 слов на странице :)) как-то так )
Hmm...good question. At this point, I think the longest book I have read is Zen and The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Robert Pirsig, which actually didn't take long at all. I think it was because I was so thoroughly interested in it, though. We read it for one of my classes in college, and while most everyone else in the class hated it (or perhaps the fact that it was so thick), I couldn't really put it down. Highly recommended!
As far as short books go, I read a good bit of comics and zines...so...sometimes those can be pretty short. And if you don't consider comic books or zines members of the traditionally defined 'book' category, I would then say The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho is the shortest book I have read. A great, great read, though. I think I saved about 50+ passages and quotes from it! Good stuff.
I like this question. I didn't answer the previous question about Arnold Schwarzenegger mostly because....idgaf.
My mom took me to sign up for preschool and the teacher was asking me all these questions. I had been asking my older sister for the answers. Eventually she became weary of giving me answers and stopped. The teacher asked, "What are your eyes for?" I answered, "For gossiping." My mom still teases me about it.
"Война и Мир", Карлос Кастанеда, "Стальная Крыса", "Волшебник Земноморья", "Приключения Томека", Политехнический словарь, Морской словарь, Энциклопедия Великой Отечественной Войны. х))) Одна другой длиннее.
Жизнь между строк.
I may sound like a literal smartass here, but I literally don't remember all of the books I've read, especially the long ones. Most books I read are more than 500 pages, so it's very difficult to remember specifics. The longest in recent memory is The Stone of Tears by Terry Goodwin, the second in the Sword of Truth series and the basis for the second season of the television series, Legend of the Seeker. The shortest was probably like a baby book I read when I was about four.
in fourth grade, i wrote a letter to my crush, whose name was freedom ha. it said something like, "hi freedom, i really like you... here is my email address, maybe we can talk online sometime. -katey"
my mom opened it and read it before i went to school the next day. i have a memory of me putting it in his backpack, but i'm not sure if i actually did or not. nothing happened, anyway. everyone knew i liked him.
The longest book I `ve ever read is the Bible. The shortest is the Philosophic Book of Roman Krimker, artist and philosopher from Israel. It is shorter than the Bible, because the first is already finished and the latter is still being written. By the way, you can find it in LiveJournal where it is constantly continued. It is also very wise, folks, considering the fact that it is written by me.
Longest: Les Misérables, unabridged. It took me 4 months (I was still in Uni when I read it, so it was in between all my assignments), but it was BRILLIANT. It's my favourite book, hands down.
Shortest: I'm not certain. Any of the books I read when I was really little---little golden books and whatnot.
My family & close friends still give me crap for this....I used to pull my pants over my belly button. :/
Not only that but I was chubby, so it made things worse.
hahaa, I thought I looked cool. :)
So yeah. great times.
I would sing for EVERYBODY. Constantly. I remember one time we were at a restaurant and I danced and sang for everybody in that damn place. If only I had that confidence now....
What makes me laugh I guess is the amount of chocolate syrup I'd pour in my milk. There would always be this really, really thick layer of the stuff at the bottom of the glass. :P
The Script - For The First Time.
The script are a spectacular, wonderful future pop culture dynamo's, Their music is brilliant and to narrow down one song of theirs is quiet a hard task, Due to their greatness of their music, It's often today we are force-fed trends in music such as drinking and partying and the ol' obvious sluts of the industry *cough* 'Kesha' *cough* so anybody who likes the script are contributing to what's right with the world where music is the world and just live inside of it.
"For The First Time" a great master piece for anybody who has not ever heard it here is the link.
Oh lots of stuff! More than I'd care to admit, I think.
I don't know why but the first time I had a cigarette, or tried to smoke one, I was about five, and it was late at night. My mom was sleeping and I snuck one and watched myself smoke it in the shiny mirrored reflection of the oven back panel and I remember thinking,"Wow, you're really badass"! I think I was just standing there topless with undies on!
Um, when I was around 5 or 6 I used to each match heads! Not really sure why, they kind of burned and sizzled/fizzled on my tongue, It seemed like something to do.
I ruthlessly knawed on the back interior leather or vinyl or whatever it was, in the back car door window, on the ledge, of my old baby-sitter's car. I basically chewed on it while i watched the scenery go by and then spat out the pieces of fabric on the car floor...
I guess I was kind of (and still am, actually), a "chewer" :))
I used to crawl under my mom's bed when I was little (with a stolen lighter) and light a bit on fire and then pat it out right away. A couple of times I scared myself so i stopped doing it. I think eventually my mom found out and freaked out on me.
Years later I would eat candy and pretend it was drugs, long before I really conceptualized what "drugs" were, and what I was doing.
When I was around 9 yrs-11yrs old
I used to put a towel on my head (pretending it was dreadlocks!) and talk into my mirror, pretending to be an MTV/much music VJ! I'd talk to the "viewers" and introduce music that I'd play on my stereo and make up my own one girl music videos to! :D
When I decided I would become sexually active I bought a pack of condoms from shopper's drug mart (from saved lunch money) and tested a couple first. See, in school they kind of made you a little more afraid about it. Like you basically were going to get pregnant or you were going to get genital warts or aids or something. So I really wanted to make sure the condom could stand abuse! I filled it up with water, I stuck my arm into one..just to see if they were super strong and going to keep me safe!
When I was younger I remember going to Sauble Beach and riding on the big banana. We fell off because of the waves and the guy who was driving it was trying to obviously knock us off. Any ways when our turn was up and we went back to shore I took off my life jacket but as I did I guys I pulled the top of bikini top to the side so my left boob was hanging out. Now I didn't notice this for at least 10 mins and in the mean time I was still walking down the beach. I was so embarrased.
I guess the shortest was one I read last week - Spot's Birthday Party. It's a real page-turner I can tell you. Thankfully I found it on youtube, so you can read along with it.
I'm not sure if it counts, but the longest book I've read is The Complete Works of Shakespeare. It took me a few months to work my way through. I'm currently reading Sarum by Edward Rutherfurd, which is near on 1500 pages, and it is excellent.
The book that SEEMED the longest was the latest Jean M Auel book - The Land of Painted Caves. I know I've bitched about this before, but the combination of irritating writing style and 20 page long tracts of scenery descriptions...blah. And it sucked because the story in between those parts was fantastic. Even though I want to punch the main character in the face and tell her to try being an asshole for a change.
Shall we make it List Form?
1. My presumptuous judgementalism. That's a cringer...
2. The superiority...where did that come from?
3. My arrogance, although that hasn't changed too very much, has it?
4. Oh...my Virgin Dating Practices...errrgh...
5. Come to think of it, the way I lost the "Big Vee" wasn't all that...brilliant...
6. Well, Erik the Mysogynist, Psycho Mikey, NerdyNerdyNerdy...None of them bad lads as it were, but really, why did I bother? It only brought them grief...
7. Every moment when I didn't treat people well...
8. Oh..Girly...that whole thing was a colossal cock-up...
9. I think perhaps all of my late teens and twens...
There are a lot of laughing things as well, but the red-faced moments seem to float to the forefront...
The longest book I've ever read was "Musashi" a classic samurai novel by Eiji Yoshikawa. I just take a look and it is 970 pages long. It's a great epic tale. :D
I can barely remember the shortest book, there a lot of them, uum, maybe a colorful fairy tale book? haha.
Don't know if I should be worried or not that this was the first story that popped into my head. Also, not so much blush, but this story does make me laugh thinking about it.
I was on a Girl Scout camping trip, and during one hike, we had discovered a lake. The lake was a little muddy and suspicious, but we were all about it. After a long hot day of hiking around, we wanted to go play in the lake. The problem was, is that none of us had bathing suits or anything to swim in. Which, looking back on this, seems kind of stupid. I can't tell you who, but someone convinced us to go skinny dipping in the lake. It was secluded enough right, it's only a bunch of girls. Wrong. A little while later, I can't tell you whether he was a Sheriff or a Ranger, came to the lake, because he had seen a group of young girls, and was concerned that they we were naked in the lake, and was worried that there was something bad going on. Safe to safe, we left that lake soon after.
As punishment, when we woke up the next morning, all of us who had been in the lake, were COVERED with huge bug bites, and rashes, from something that we had gotten into while in the lake, or that was in the water.
So there. The story of the suspicious lake, and shady Girl Scouting!
One memeory that always makes me laugh is when me and Ronda were about 8 or 9 and we waiting on mother after Sunday morning church and for some reason she had a box a maxie pads in the car and we stuck them all over the top of the car, hood, and trunk, and when everybody finnaly exited the church there our car was covered in pads. so funny...
Perhaps I might blush, and certainly laugh, to recall certain impulsive adventures I shared and sometimes initiated; they generally involved erotic behavior in somewhat public places--parks, cars, Bay shore, mountain hot springs... But I recall no sense of embarrassment then, only the brilliant flaring of enthusiastic mutual passion. I probably wouldn't do some of those things now, not in such locations, but...if you don't explore your wilder shores while you are young and the sap is running powerfully in your springtide, then when will you do it?
Not precisely. Not a smile would help me in my situation. I would roll around in grass, or pretend a wagon carried a seal that my younger sister and me bounced at the landlord. Then she got bit by a black widow.
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The longest book I've ever read is probably 'The Mists of Avalon' by Marion Zimmer Bradley. It's over 1000 pages and so amazing.
Not sure about the shortest. It's probably a picture book, though.
Oh god yes...nothing will ever be funnier than when I was 18 and we were all in my room at the house on Stokesley and we were hammered...mom turned and looked at Nick and said "oh, so you're the Stoof." I was too drunk to be embarrassed but it was a horrifying moment, no matter how hilarious it was. Up until that point, no one had ever called him the Stoof to his face, even though he knew we all said it behind his back, so it was just one of those awkward silences followed by nervous laughter.
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yeah...i'm pretty bored so i guess i'll say a few:
1. "Super Mega Powder Babies"
2. Vampires vs. Humans/Trees
3. Those home movies we made... and actually showed people v.v
4. Only kid in boaco afraid of riding a horse v.v
5. Hauled ass when a dog the size of a chihuahua started barking at me
6. That time i got stung by a wasp and refused to leave the house cuz my hand was swollen
7. I pronounce cupboard phonetically...yes that's in present tense...
8. ...Those are the only things that I can remember that don't involve writing more than a sentence...but 8 is my favorite number so this last part was necessary...SPEAKING OF 8!! AGHH SO FRUSTRATING >.< when I was in Nica I was gonna play this daily lottery they have and I was gonna play 8 for 20 cordobas (like $1) but my niece was being all annoying so I was like "nahhh it's a 1 in a 100 chance anyways I'll spend it on a coke instead"...then 8 won...it wouldve been like 1000 cordobas which is only like 50 bucks but it's still money and the bragging rights were worth sooooo much more -_-
damn this got long. k. end. late.
Well, yes. A lot.
But one thing I've been thinking about a lot is that I used to be a lot more...strident? self righteous?...about the things I blogged.
I'd get ticked off about something that deserved my ire, and then I'd post about it here. Sometimes deliberately to throw support to a friend. Sometimes because I wanted a soapbox. Generally I did it publically.
I'm not sure that was good form.
In the world of Facebook, it's incredibly easy to post a status in the flush of emotion. And..I don't want to be that person anymore. I don't know that I need to flaunt my emotional state to the intarwebz.
I also admit that this is in part inspired by the person I'm dating, whom I think handles such things better than I do.
But. Yes. I think I could have done better in the past, and I'm surely trying to do better now, having figured out another piece of the person I wish to be.
Many years ago now, being so drunk/high in a bar with a friend that we stood in the middle of the room staring at a gorgeous person in our path. We drank too quickly and were cut off by the bartender. Then when we went to ride our bicycles home (we lived 5 minutes away), it took us an hour and a half to get home because we were so disoriented from the booze and the pot. And that's all there is to the story. The worst thing to happen that night was my friend falling off her bike saying she was too wasted to walk.
When I was younger, I went to my very first Cubs game with an afterschool daycare program during their summer session. The day we went, no one knew that it was supposed to rain. All the parents had already signed the permission slips. The kids and teachers boarded the bus, making our way to Wrigley Field. The game had about two or three rain delays before the game was finally called, and we had to return to the center. The thing that makes me laugh about that day was that I didn't realize just how high the bus steps were, otherwise my mom probably wouldn't have allowed me to go. Every time I go to a baseball game with the residents at the Mary Bryant Home, I always remember that first baseball game.
My aunty Phil and Uncle Mike have never let me forget this so every so often it gets brought up.
When I was a lot younger (6 maybe?) my aunty phil and Uncle Mike were looking after me. We went out for a big lunch some ware and were driving back to my aunties house when we went past a Mcdonalds and apparently I just say "Can we have a Mcdonalds?" and everyone bursts out laughing because we've just left a big slap up meal and yet even after all that all I really want is a Mcdonalds.
They still Mock me for it now ><
YES, LORD, YES! I can recall so many of those moments, but one in particular happens to be a video of me singing my all time favorite groups song. The thing is, I'm missing my front two teeth and and my voice was kind of high pitched; and of course being like 6/7 I had a huge lisp. Yikes! I laugh and blush at the same time when its played.
I once ate a beetle when i was younger, like huge one. And they told me i really liked it. I find it hardcore, but most of the time people are like ewww! OMG! nd i just laugh. No shame lol
Freaking breaking dawn or harry potter were the longest books i ever read, i just remember they took me forever to read. Although i am a slowww reader. The shortest would be Night, which is a marvelous book.
..Don't wear them.
And I didn't.When I would get dressed in the morning i'd stuff them down in the chair...But eventually my parents found out.So i had to change my ways....Which meant i'd put them on and get rid of them at the school bathroom,or my own bathroom.They caught on to this too when my panties started to vanish.
Now I wear my ''panties''...I grew out of that phase.But it never fails at almost every family gathering,or sometimes wwhen a friend is over this story is brought up.It still makes me a little red but not near as bad as it once did.
Wow, god, there are so many I blush thinking about. At least one incident which I won't write about publically here had me cringing for years before I could get to the stage I could just laugh about it and go 'kids' and blush instead.
I blush horribly remembering how even more super-self-conscious I was as a mid-teen boy, I remember one time when my sis-in-law was over for the first time from the USA and I was acne ridden, angst driven and shy and awkward and confused (so not much has changed) and she was trying to be nice and took my photo and I was so self-conscious about my appearance I stormed off and walked into town for a few hours.... Oh the delights of hormones.
The memories though are strangely comforting and helpful now though rather than embarrasing. As I see my own boy getting into that confused stage and flaring up for no reason over silly things I have a lot more sympathy and patience for him that I would have done. Seeing him go through it has made me smile wryly over what a little snot I was over those years and be pretty amazed anyone let me made it to somewhere near adulthood. Remembering how it felt is definitely making dealing with him a little easier.
Funny how well I get on with my sis-in-law now though isn't it? Show's all isn't lost and I love her to pieces.
I laugh when I think of the stories (I was a little too young to remember) when my Dad took me to the working men's club with him and I kept stealing sips of peoples drinks and people thought it funny to feed me shandy. After picking a fight for him as someone was stealing my crisps I then promptly passed out and slept for 24hrs. Mum was just a little less than impressed with him...
I remember fondly now very bad experiences when I was crippled with ear infections and ear ache and missed school and slept on the couch fitfully and in a lot of pain. The fondness is for Mum sleeping on the floor beside me so she could hold my hand and comfort me even though there wasn't much she could do. Yes I am going off on a tangent, but this is my set of memories *wink*.
I get the giggles and laugh when I remember my major major crime spree. I was about six and we'd been playing with lego at school. I really really wanted a particular curved brick for one of my models at home and so I took one from school. When I was at home I innocently told Mum that I'd found one of the bricks which couldn't possibly have been in my home lego in my box whilst I was playing... She wasn't particularly fooled but didn't say anything so after two or three days of sheer guilt I had to confess my major theft of the brick. I don't think I've got much better at innocently mentioning things, I still blush as much now as I did then.
I blush horribly when I think of when I threw a tennis racket at my brother as he was cheating and winding me up when we were playing in the garden. He was a most aggravating older brother though umm yes that was a bit uncalled for (like I said, it's a miracle anyone let me get to adult-hood, I was a horribly angry little kid frustrated because of various medical indignities). It was an awesome shot though and I managed to crack his skull. About the only time in my life I've ever actually hit a target. I guess that was my whole sporting life in one shot... It does make us all giggle though that when he went in to say he was hurt, Mum had a migraine so gave him a slap for making so much noise. You can imagine how many times we've playfully had him say that he was never a favourite as she even slapped him when he was leaking his brains out.
Probaby Stephen King's The Stand. I read the original edition when it came out and then the expanded edition. I'd have to forklift the book off of my bookshelf to check how many pages it was, but, you know, it was long.
I've also read The Source by James A. Michener when I was in high school. My dad really liked it, so I read it after he'd finished. It comes in at around 900 pages or so.
Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy which, I think, comes in between 800 - 900 pages. I'm ashamed to say I read a condensed version of War and Peace.
I'm sure there are more, but I can't dredge them up from my memory right now. Let's just say I was never afraid of long novels. :-)
As for the shortest, I'm not sure although like ozma914 I've read Johnathan Livingston Seagull, so maybe that one. Unless you count the Little Golden Books I read like mad when I was five or six. LOL