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There are two kinds of reno jobs:1. You take your time. You feed the workers. You put in a good day's work, go home, get some rest, come back refreshed. You step back and cheers a job well done.2. You run two rollers at a time over the floors and ceiling. You starve your workers, running in with occasional deliveries of pizza, doughnuts, and threats of non-payment if the job isn't done NOW! NOW!

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South Asian woman, late 50s, with long black hair, wearing black trench coat, and oversized brown leather bag. One hand holds the pole, the other the book.Bittersweet, Danielle Steel (Dell)Page 248:The wedding the next day was a grandiose affair, filled with pomp and ceremony. And India knew without developing them that she had gotten fabulous pictures of it. The bride looked incredible in a Dior

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Caucasian woman, early 30s, with short brown hair, wearing white jacket, jeans with large rolled cuffs, and white patent leather flats.Change of Heart, Jodi Picoult (Atria)Page 221:At this hour, the vigilant masses outside the prison were tucked into their sleeping bags and tents, underneath the artificial day created by the enormous spotlights that flooded the front of the building.They'd agreed

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South Asian woman, mid 50s, with curly shoulder length hair pulled back in loose ponytail, wearing fine, gold rimmed glasses, and black jacket. Her granddaughter sits bored, hanging off a pole, knees bumping together. The woman smiles at her page, fine where she is.Feels Like Family, Sherryl Woods (Mira)Page 113:Erik's gaze locked with hers. He couldn't seem to look away from that hint of

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Black woman, mid 20s, fresh-faced, with short black hair pulled into tight ponytail, wearing black t-shirt and jeans.The Malice Box, Martin Langfield (Penguin UK)Page 218:A figure appeared in the bathroom doorway, holding up a bedsheet between them. He vaguely saw what he thought was a woman's silhouette behind the sheet before it flew at him, covering his face and chest. A hand came behind it,

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Caucasian male, 50s, with curly dark hair, wearing dark dress jacket and shirt. Family and students gathered close to the stage, whooping when he took the mic.The Sentinel, A.F. Moritz (House of Anansi Press)From "You That I Loved"You that I loved all my life long,you are not the one.You that I followed, my line or path or way,that I followed singing, and youearth and air of the world the way

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Caucasian woman, with curly dark hair, wearing a black suit, turquoise scarf and turquoise bracelet. She's a tiny force as she takes the stage. She's quiet and gracious. And she'll wrench you.Chameleon Hours, Elise Partridge (House of Anansi Press)Page 27:From "Buying the Farm"A little folding of the hands to sleep — straw hat tipped over my nose, I’m dozing to the lilac’s inquisitive wrens; you,

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Caucasian male, 40s, wearing light brown tshirt and blue jeans. As he takes the stage, he pulls on a baseball cap and says something I may have misheard but hope I didn't, that when you make yourself comfortable in front of an audience, the audience too will become comfortable.Revolver, Kevin Connolly (House of Anansi Press)Page 3:From "Terre Haute"We're used to a season progressing logically,

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Caucasian male, 60, with wavy grey hair and moustach, wearing black pants, black t-shirt, and blue silk shirt, sitting in a leather chair at a small wooden table, surrounded by a semi-circle of guests there to hear him read and discuss his latest book.The Jesus Sayings: The Quest For His Authentic Message, Rex Weyler (House of Anansi Press)Page 110-111:The image satirizes religious pretension

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Caucasian woman, early 20s, with Louise Brooks haircut, wearing black and grey shirt 'n' skirt and patent leather ankle boots. She takes the podium...From "Valhalla" by Alex Grigorescu, winner of the 2008 Hart House Poetry Prizeso i tell him about childhood:the lesbians with crewcuts and conversemounting each other for piggybacks to the corner store.my eye on a dodgy ginger girl who swungbetween

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Caucasian male, mid 20s, with shaggy beach-blonde hair, awkwardly parted hard to the side, wearing black rimmed glasses, pink striped shirt and faded blue jeans. Stranger Music: Selected Poems and Songs, Leonard Cohen (McClelland & Stewart)From "As the Mist Leaves No Scar":As the mist leaves no scarOn the dark green hill,So my body leaves no scarOn you, nor ever will.When wind and hawk encounter,

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Black woman, late 20s, wearing long brown and white speckled coat, cinched at the waist by a wide belt, reading while walking up the stairs.The Kite Runner, Khaled Hosseini (Seal Books)Page 275: I found the old window to my old bedroom, second floor, third window south of the main steps to the house. I stood on tip-toes, saw nothing behind the window but shadows. Twenty-five years earlier, I had

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Caucasian woman, early 20s, brunette with glasses, wearing brown down jacket, green cashmere sweater, blue jeans, and blue and orange Puma sneakers. A half-eaten square sits on a napkin across the table beside an oversized mug.Gin Tonic et Concombre, Rafaële Germain (Libre Expression)Page 59:Julien était debout devant le grand miroir de ma chambre, en train, d'ajuster le col de sa chemise jaune

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Caucasian woman, mid teens, with shoulder length thick brown hair and clear ice-blue eyes, wearing a Simple Plan hoodie, blue jeans, sneakers, and a generous smile.All Around Town, Mary Higgins Clark (Pocket Star)Page 128:One Monday evening, as the monsignor began to lock up the church, he passed the confessional. The thief who stole the chalice had to have been hiding in there, he thought. If

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Caucasian woman, late teens, with Kohl-rimmed eyes, long flat-ironed red hair, wearing fuchsia hoodie, silver studded belt, black skinny jeans, and black Converse with the tongues sticking out. Her toes point inward. Nineteen Minutes, Jody Picoult (Washington Square Press)Page 327:The moment Mr. Weatherhall disappeared downstairs, Peter opened the sugar canister on the kitchen counter. The gun

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Caucasian woman, late 20s, with short stylish short brown hair, wearing grey sweater, large black sunglasses, dark blue jeans, and black ankle high hiking boots. She sits in the aisle seat, her new bag occupying the window seat so no one will sit beside her.One Last Scream, Kevin O'Brien (Pinnacle - Kensington)p. 17A few people had staggered out to the small backyard where Amelia stood with a

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Caucasian woman, late 30s, shoulder length thin brown hair. Long brown puffy winter jacket with faux-fur trim, blue jeans, and brown hiking boots. She frequently looks over her shoulder for someone, her left leg shaking impatiently.The Water's Lovely, Ruth Rendell (Seal Books)About 1/3 in:Of course she thought of Andrew. How was he! What did he feel! Nothing much, she hoped. Conventional feelings

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Caucasian male, late 20s, very tall, wearing blue knit cap, light blue hoodie, and green jacket with red and white cross-stitching on the arms. He puts the book down every few minutes to crack his knuckles and look out the window.Into the Wild, by Jon Krakauer (Anchor)Page 174:Walking past the moose bones, I approach the vehicle and step through an emergency exit at the back.The longest she'd

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Caucasian woman, late 20s, with short brown curly hair, wearing jean skirt, white long sleeved tee and pale pink scarf.The Refrigerator Memory, Shannon Bramer (Coach House Books)Page 51:From "Toronto, City of Sad Faces"He hums inside his solitary body, flourishes on the subway, unfolds stiff newspaper wings.Ships, slugs on the horizon.The sun slips down in you.Daughter, let the raccoon in.Hold

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Caucasian male, mid 40s, balding, with close-cropped grey hair, wearing glasses, new black leather car coat, carrying new black leather shoulder bag and old, tattered Nike backpack, new Asics dangling from the strap.Consolation, Michael Redhill (Anchor)Page 5:He slipped the book back into its space on the shelf, running two fingers along its spine to ensure it was flush with the others. It was

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Caucasian woman, late 20s with long brown hair, pink and green stripes down each side, wearing long, worn leather black coat and chunky black boots, face pale with powder, eyes lined in thick liquid.The Glass Castle, Jeanette Walls (Scribner)Page 32:One night a few days later, I suddenly woke up. The air was hot and stifling. I smelled smoke and then saw flames leaping at the open window. At

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East Indian woman, early 20s, with coarse hair, wearing wide-brimmed, black and white checkered baseball hat, black and white striped hoodie, and low slung skinny jeans with gemmed belt buckle.Skim, Mariko Tamaki and Jillian Tamaki (Groundwood Books)She stands at the edge of the bar nervously watching the girls around the pool tables suck their long necks and rack up another go round. She nurses

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Caucasian woman, early 20s, with long brown hair, far part, bangs swept over one eye, wearing black wharf jacket, pale blue eyes looking to the side over her high collar.Shameless Magazine, Issue 11, Winter/Spring 2008 (Shameless Media)Page 23:These moments of connection inspire much of my activism, academic and artistic work, which seeks to challenge our ideas about sexiness. I was tired of

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Caucasian female, with long, pale red hair and pleasant smile, switching around two oversized art pieces with some difficulty. The book sits page down on a red stool, it's cover instantly recognizable.For One More Day, Mitch Albom, HyperionFolded over, near the beginning:She was wearing blue slacks and a white sweater now—she was always dressed, it seemed, no matter how early in the morning—and

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Caucasian woman, mid 30s, wearing glasses, gray hat, black and white checkered coat, Sorel Caribou winter boots, and carrying a lululemon bag and red knapsack.Wild Ducks Flying Backward, Tom Robbins (Bantam)Page 115:Radical problems call for radical solutions. Conventional politicians are too thickheaded to conceive of radical solutions and too fainthearted to implement them if they could...She

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Caucasian woman, late 20s, with long brown hair under knitted purple hat, wearing long black and white checked wool coat, knees tight together, elbows in, shoulders tensed.The Four Agreements, Don Miguel Ruiz (Amber Allen)Page 64:That is why whenever we make assumptions, we're asking for problems. We make an assumption, we misunderstand, we take it personally, and we end up creating a whole big

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Caucasian woman, mid 30s, with brown hair pulled back into tight ponytail, wearing glasses, houndstooth black and gray coat, black work slacks, sensible black shoes with solid heel, and a silver thumb ring.The Memory Keeper's Daughter, Kim Edwards (Penguin)Page 320:Yet the experience had left her changed, in ways both large and small. She laughed more and took more time off work. She’d started

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South Asian woman, mid 20s, shoulder-length black hair with brown streaks, parted down the middle. Wearing black winter jacket, and blue turtleneck collar. She cradles one purse on her lap, a second purse between her feet.Now You See Her, Linda Howard (Pocket)Page 55:She tried to do some more sketches, but couldn’t concentrate. Television held no appeal, but finally she settled down with a book,

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I get a kick out of seeing who stops by the ol' blog and I really do appreciate the time you take to visit. From me to you, a little hello to:Cambridge Paris Fairborn Kokkola Barrie Rockwall Suffolk Stockholm San Jose Edmonton Omaha Singapore Kingston Saskatoon Mississauga Nanuit London Isle of Palms Dublin Reading Berkeley Tokyo Burnaby Fairfax Kitchener Prince Albert

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Caucasian male with rounded nose and stubble, wearing blue jeans, striped toque and grey runners, carting a black rolling case and backpack.Band of Brothers, Stephen E. Ambrose (Simon & Schuster)Page 145:Winters and his fifteen-man patrol moved forward quietly, along the south side of the dike. As they approached the SS company, he could see tracer bullets flying off toward the south. The firing

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Caucasian woman, mid 30s, with brown hair pulled back with purple hair tie, wearing blue winter coat, pink scarf and charcoal gray skirt. A weathered crochet cross is her bookmark.In the Bed of a Duke, Cathy Maxwell (HarperCollins)Page 69:And a truce, however acknowledged, existed between them. One Phillip credited himself with negotiating although not even the Spanish ambassador had ever made

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Caucasian male, early 20s, tall, thin, wearing long black coat, black dress pants, and black leather shoes. He rests against a rolling cart of cardboard boxes, fast and cheap deals, a sidewalk salesman.The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People: Powerful Lessons in Personal Change, Stephen R. Covey (Free Press)Near the beginning:This Personality Ethic, I began to realize, was the subconscious source

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Asian male, late 20s, with short spiky hair, wearing glasses, black jacket and scarf, pressed blue jeans, and white sneakers.The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari by Robin Sharma (HarperCollins)Page 9:Perhaps he had settle down in India, a place so diverse that even a restless soul like his could have made it his home. Or maybe he was trekking through Nepal? Scuba diving off the Caymans? One thing was

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Seen Reading is moving! The joint still needs a little paint on the walls, but the address change is effective immediately.dubya dubya dubya dot seen reading dot com.www.seenreading.com

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Caucasian woman, 70s, with glasses, wearing black "parachute" pants, black jacket with faux fur collar, and black and white bandana tied around her silver-white hair.Hateship, Friendship, Courtship, Loveship, Marriage by Alice Munro (McClelland & Stewart)Halfway:She paid for the passenger ticket now, from a roll of bills in a cloth bag in her purse. Like an old lady. She counted her change, too.

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Caucasian male, mid 30s, with shaggy brown hair, glasses, squared nose and absent chin, the boyishness of his cherub cheeks melting into his father's neck.The Icewind Dale by R.A. Salvatore (Wizards of the Coast)Near the middle:Assassin Artemis Entreri whisks his kidnapped victim, Regis the halfling, south to Calimport and into Pasha Pook's vengeful hands. If Pook can control the magical panther

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Caucasian woman, late 20s, with blond hair tucked under a knitted cap with large red flower, wearing red jacket, black and white plaid shirt, and black galoshes.Sacred Games by Vikram Chandra (HarperCollins)Page 1:A white Pomeranian named Fluffy flew out of a fifth-floor window in Panna, which was a brand-new building with the painter's scaffolding still around it. Fluffy screamed in her little

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Caucasian woman, early 30s, wearing brown jacket, crisp blue jeans and suede boots, black laptop bag tucked under her arm. Buffy the Vampire Slayer: The Long Way Home Season 8, Issue 4 by Georges Jeanty, Andy Owens, Jo Chen, Joss Whedon (Dark Horse)She grew up in a tall, narrow house. Twice a day, once very early and once again on the afternoon trek home, a train rolled up her street, curving

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Spadina Streetcar, coffee cup leaning lazily on her thigh.Black woman, mid 20s, hair pulled back into a curly ponytail, tired eyes masked by wide-rimmed glasses, wearing short grey jacket and tight blue jeans, cuffs tucked into lined winter boots.From the Fifteenth District, Mavis Gallant (McClelland & Stewart)Page 117:Mr. Cranefield explained, kindly, that up at Rivabella they had made a patron

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Timothy's, Church Street, laptop buzzing.East Indian woman, early 30s, with long, black hair, wearing long, black skirt and thick-soled boots, velvet coat bunched on the seat beside her, gaze darting back and forth from the page to the slight man at the counter.Brown Girl in the Ring, Nalo Hopkinson (Aspect)Page 174:Baby's little fist opened and closed against her skin. He looked deeply into her

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Bloor Line, last day before a long weekend.Caucasian woman, 50s, with blond, soft perm, wearing long beige overcoat and knitted scarf, book in lap, pages levitating.Not Wanted on the Voyage, Timothy Findley (Penguin)Page 54:Mottyl caught only one further glimpse of the cormorant as she paused to get round a particularly fat hedgehog who had fallen asleep in her path--and the glimpse revealed the

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Indigo, John and Richmond, leaning in the book stacks.Caucasian male, early 30s, with wavy, brown hair and dark beard, wearing plaid green jacket, black jeans with stitched back pocket, carrying an old leather bag.Icefields, Thomas Warton (NeWest Press)Page 180:He digs absently with the toe of his boot. There is a faint blue shadow in the hollow where the spilled liquid fell. He crouches, brushes

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Starbucks, Saturday, crack of dawn.Caucasian male, late 30s, with short black hair and goatee, wearing blue bomber jacket, unzipped, hat in his lap, sitting near the window across from a stranger surfing wireless.King Leary, Paul Quarrington (Anchor)Page 133:Lonny Chandrian appears and hands me a puck. The feel of a hockey puck has changed over the years, but I'd be hard-pressed to tell you

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CBC.ca has posted my entries for Canada Reads 2008. You can read them here!To those new here, welcome! Kick back and relax.

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The folks at CBC approached me some time back to ask if there was any interest in me taking on a little mission, an entry for each of the finalists for Canada Reads 2008 (CBC Radio One.) My reply? "Hella, I was gonna do it, anyhow." Together, through fields of daisies, we skipped, picking up stray trash along the way, and next week, Monday to Friday, you can read the findings on the official site

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Caucasian male, early 50s, with long face, wavy, grey hair parted down the middle, "I Am Salman Rushdie" button pinned on North Face jacket, wearing red jeans and white sneakers.The God Delusion, Richard Dawkins (Mariner Books)Page 150:So, we have seen that eyes and wings are certainly not irreducibly complex; but what is more interesting than these particular examples is the general lesson we

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Caucasian male, late 40s, large and fit, wearing brown leather jacket, jeans and black leather shoes, carrying groceries and using a Price Chopper receipt as his bookmark.Million Dollar Baby, F.X. Toole (HarperCollins)Page 65:Okay, he thought, times have changed. Dames are doing what guys is doing, but that don't make it right. And then there were the practical reasons. Scheduling fights around

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Hispanic male, early 40s, with brown, finger-combed hair, wearing blue jacket, glasses and headphones.While Canada Slept, Andrew Cohen (McClelland & Stewart)Page 2:As the country's chief diplomat, Manley was refreshing. Amid the puree of platitudes which passes for truth in Ottawa these days, his lament had a ring of authenticity.The woman next to him wonders how he can read with headphones on.

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Caucasian woman, early 20s, with brown hair pulled back into loose ponytail, wearing long brown felt jacket with three buttons on each cuff, and bright yellow rubber boots.Open All Night, Charles Bukowski (Ecco)Page 309:From "Chinaski"agnosticsouland now let us go on tomore worthwhilethingsHe likes to listen to her read, his head restful in her lap. Last night, she caught their reflection. His

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Caucasian male, mid 30s, wearing blue and white jacket, unzipped, paint-splattered black tee underneath. A week's worth of growth covers his head, not enough to obscure the dozens of infected bumps circling his temples.Afterimage, Jay Brandon (Forge Books)Page 8:In fact, as the narcotics had told Chris Sinclair in the privacy of the DA's office, the detective had not only lagged behind, he had

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Caucasian woman, 19-20, wearing jeans with holes above the right knee, waist-length fatigue jacket, wavy, brown hair parted in the middle.The Hours, Michael Cunningham (Picador)Page 131:Clarissa believed then and she believes today that the dune in Wellfleet will, in some sense, accompany her forever. Whatever else happens, she will always have had that. She will always have been young and

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Black woman, mid 20s, with short dreads, wearing glasses and black turtleneck sweater, a black cashmere scarf resting casually over one shoulder.One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez (HarperPerennial)Page 235:The train arrived during the hottest time od day. At lunchtime the house shook with the bustles of a marketplace, and the perspiring guests -- who did not even know who their

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Caucasian woman, early 30s, with short, wavy brown hair, wearing glasses, all black clothing, and carrying an over-sized leather bag. A bruised banana peeks from the outer pocket.Hunted, Christopher Russell (HarperCollins)Early in:The glutinous mix glugged and sucked at the spoon as Milda stirred it. A little more ale, perhaps. The cooking fire was ready and waiting. She had worked hard to make

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Caucasian male, late 60s, with white beard growing in, wearing green down parka, Covenant House hat, straining over his bifocals.The Secret Agent: A Simple Tale, Joseph Conrad (Dover Publications)Page 153:Behind the Assistant Commissioner the vans and horses, merged into one mass, seemed something alive -- a square-backed black monster, blocking half the street, with sudden iron-shod stampings,

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Black woman, early 30s, with shaved head and penciled in eyebrows, wearing all black, carrying a black and hot-pink backpack, a black and hot-pink padlock attached to the zipper.Town House, Tish Cohen (Harper Perennial) First few pages:Jack leaned sideways to peer at himself in the reflection of the darkened window. John Cusack? He turned his head to the left. To the right. Rubbed his jaw between

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Caucasian woman, late 40s, wearing grey hooded parka, black Groove pants, carrying gym bag and tote, balancing a Grande Starbucks.The Pillars of the Earth (Oprah's Book Club), Ken Follett (Berkley)Page 21:For an instant Tom stood still in a sick panic. Then he leaped forward, shouting and waving his arms; but this was a war-horse, trained to charge at yelling hordes, and it did not flinch. Martha

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Caucasian woman, late 20s, with brown hair parted hard on the side, wearing black jacket with hood, blue jeans and Red Wing Engineers.Celine Dion's Let's Talk About Love: A Journey to the End of Taste (33 1/3), Carl Wilson (Continuum)Page 32:If you have never heard Celine Dion in French, it's hard to believe it's the same singer. Her cadences are much more supple and controlled, her

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Thanks to all who voted! Stay tuned for the results for Best Blogosphere Citizen...

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Caucasian woman, 40s, with a broad mouth and slight space between her two front teeth, wearing a white pleather coat, black jeans rolled high, and black leather boots, zipped on the sides and tied up the back.The Powerbook, Jeanette Winterson (Knopf)Page 91:Love is worth death. Love is worth life. My search for you, your search for me, goes beyond life and death into one long call in the

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Last day to vote for the Canadian Blog Awards! Yours truly is nominated for "Best Blogosphere Citizen" and "Best Entertainment/Cultural Blog." Vote here.Caucasian woman, 70s, with damp curly hair, wearing a grey sweatshirt bearing the image of a stained glass window. Two umbrellas rest between her knees, one for her, one for her grandson who sits beside her, nose buried in a Game Boy Micro.In

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East African male, mid 20s, wearing black leather jacket, black cap, red glasses and slick lip gloss.World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War, Max Brooks (Three Rivers Press)Halfway through:The name, Avalon, comes from some stock footage one of the students had shot during the siege. It was the night before their last, worst attack, when a fresh horde from the east was clearly visible on

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Caucasian male, late 20s, blond goatee in stark contrast to black knit cap, black leather coat, black turtleneck and black pants. He rests the book in his lap, fanning it with one hand, the other keeping a protective hold on his computer bag.Exile: The Dark Elf Trilogy, R.A. Salvatore (Wizards of the Coast)Page 10:Jarlaxle's vest was sleeveless and cut so high that his slender and tightly muscled

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Black man, early 20s, wearing a black fleece and red scarf, a brown leather bag slung across his chest, a row of TTC subway buttons running the length of the strap: subway sonnet.The Edible Woman, Margaret Atwood (Emblem)Page 153:When she went into the room he was doing the pillowcase. He seemed more relaxed: he was ironing with a long easy sweeping motion instead of the exact staccato strokes he

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Seen Reading has made it to the final round of the Canadian Blog Awards!If you're so inclined, VOTE HERE. (And, of course, I have no opposition to your inclination.)Seen Reading is nominated in two categories:"Best Blogosphere Citizen" "Best Entertainment/Cultural Blog"You can vote once in each category. Voting closes January 30th.Thanks, hey? I really appreciate it.And many thanks to the folks

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Caucasian woman, 60s, with short red hair, bright red lipstick and purple eye shadow, wearing gold rimmed glasses, checkered wool coat, and wool fisherman's cap, biting her pinkie fingernail.Postmortem, Patricia Cornwell (Pocket)Page 6:An open doorway led into a corridor running the length of the house. To my right appeared a series of rooms, to the left was the kitchen, where Marino and a young

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Caucasian woman, late 40s, tall, with glasses, wearing a full-length tan leather jacket and matching Jaxon Cossack.Eat Pray Love, Elizabeth Gilbert (Penguin)Page 37:It’s called “Il Gelato di San Crispino.” I’m not sure, but I think this might translate as “the ice cream of the crispy saint.” I tried a combination of the honey and the hazelnut. I came back later that same day for the grapefruit

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Boy, 7 or 8, with sunny blonde hair and pale, tired face, bundled in his winter wear, boots floating over the salt-encrusted floor. His head rests gently on his mother shoulder as she leans in whispering, reading aloud and cuing him with occasional bursts of gesture, places where he might laugh. At these moments, he shifts his weight, looking up into her eyes and nodding -- Yes, he confirms, that

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Caucasian woman, mid 20s, with brown layered hair, solid features, wearing a curiously girlish expression, eyes wide--pupilless.The Zahir: A Novel of Obsession, Paulo Coelho (HarperCollins)Page 2:I ask him what I should do next. He gives me his card and asks me to get in touch if I hear anything. I've watched this scene in dozens of films, and I'm not convinced; inspectors always know more than

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Caucasian male, late 20s, very pale, wearing black warf jacket, dark blue jeans, black baseball cap, and silver link watch.Generation of Swine: Tales of Shame and Degradation in the '80's , Hunter S. Thompson (Simon & Schuster)Page 15:They know me here. When I came back last night I saw the hotel bell captain standing out in the middle of Post Street in a sleazy black kimono, jabbering blankly at

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Seen Reading is up for two Canadian Blog Awards! Thank you to those who nominated this here project in the early stages. If you're so inclined, please GO HERE TO VOTE. I'm nominated in two categories:"Best Entertainment/Cultural Blog" "Best Blogosphere Citizen" (I think this means I do my share of the dishes.)"Best Local Blog"R&R (Rules and Regulations):You can only vote once. Heck, that's

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Caucasian woman, mid 40s, with auburn hair and nose ring, wearing black turtleneck, jean jacket and black Converse, using Toronto Symphony Orchestra stub as bookmark.War and Peace, Leo Tolstoy (Modern Libray)Part way through Part One:After seeing the governor, Prince Vassily sat down on a chair in the hall alone, crossing one leg high over the other, leaning his elbow on his knee, and covering

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East Indian male, 50s, with moustache, wearing glasses, a blue and tan jacket, and blue sneakers.Buying a Fishing Rod for My Grandfather, Gao Xingjian (Author), Mabel Lee (Translator) (HarperCollins)Page 104:People are mountain climbing. Everyone is trying to outdo the other and it seems to be a race up the mountain. Thre are men and women, some wearing shorts, some carrying backpacks. There are

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Caucasian woman, late 20s, with wet blonde hair, wearing a black quilt-patterned jacket and grey dress pants tucked into black leather boots, adjusting her step slightly, side to side, something about her right foot.A Certain Chemistry, Mil Millington (McArthur and Co.)Page 3:This was the last book I’d ghosted. It was for a guy, Justin Lee-Harris, who’d sailed a small yacht between Ireland and

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Asian woman, mid 20s, wearing grey wool coat, purple scarf and glasses, butted up tight in the seat closest to the door.Charlotte's Web, E. B. White (HarperCollins)Page 3:The children ran out to the road and climbed into the bus. Fern took no notice of the others in the bus. She just sat and stared out of the window, thinking what a blissful world it was and how lucky she was to have entire

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Black woman, early twenties, with wide face and slim build, wearing fitted black winter jacket and blue scarf threaded around her neck. She's surrounded by plastic shopping bags: one from the LCBO, another holding two items heavily wrapped in tissue and newspaper. On her lap, a knock-off designer purse, two sets of gold handcuffs secured to the handle.My Friend Leonard, James Frey (Riverhead)Near

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Her hair is shorter, cropped at the shoulder. She's made a brave choice, bangs on curly hair. She leans forward over her newspaper. (Yes, it's hers. The early bird of the house. The others will have their news delivered in hindsight, after dinner, on the couch, a cup of tea or wine on the side table.) She pulls at the hair, impatient, willing it to grow. It falls loose, masking her face like the

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Caucasian woman, late 30s, wearing a large knitted ski sweater and hat, large leather carry-all hoisted on her lap, edging into the next seat.The Pleasure of Finding Things Out, Richard P. Feynman (Basic)About halfway through:And then we have this terrible struggle to try to explain things to people who have no reason to want to know. But if they want to defend their own point of view, they will

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Caucasian woman, 50s, with snow white bob, wearing powder blue boots, green jacket and emerald green scarf.Last Dance, Last Chance, Ann Rule (Pocket)Near the beginning:But nothing changed. She sat in her chair for what seemed like months. He lay on the couch nearby, rarely leaving her alone. Sometimes it seemed to her that he was watching over her with concern, and sometimes he didn't seem to

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Caucasian girl, 12 or 13, fuzzy hair pulled back, wearing a purple ski jacket and green corduroy pants, cuffs tucked into winter boots. She doesn't read to pass the time, to avoid contact with others. She's a lifer, focused: an important distinction.Magic Street, Orson Scott Card (Del Rey)Page 71:Quon said she was in competitions all the time, and she outswam and outdived girls two years older

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South Asian girl, 14-15, wearing a bright red jacket with black stripe down each arm, and a black and red striped tuque.Sunwing, Kenneth Oppel (HarperCollins)Page 6:The sound picture blazed in Chinook's mind only a fraction of a second, but was so sudden and so horrifying that he cried out and careened into a fir bough, dousing himself with snow.There's the binders, the lunch bag, the thermos,

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Caucasian woman, late 40s, with long brown hair--straightened; long, wool coat--twined; and, dark eye shadow--plummed.I Know This Much Is True, Wally Lamb (HarperCollins)Page 131:When Patty dropped me off at my house, she said she thought she loved me. I thanked her for the ice cream and told her I'd call her the next day--a promise I doubted I'd deliver on, even as I was making it.The time of

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Caucasian woman, early 20s, with light blonde hair tucked under a winter-white cap with plastic gems sewn into the pattern's cross sections. She wears an eggshell blue jacket with lined hood and fleece gloves made to look like corduroy, twisted rows of brown fibre.Life of Pi, Yann Martel (Vintage)Page 93:There are many examples of animals coming to surprising living arrangements. All are

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Caucasian male, late 20s, with short blonde hair, wearing polished black boots and camouflage jacket.George Orwell, Coming Up for Air (Penguin)Page 52:All snakes stung, according to Mother, and when I quoted the penny encyclopedia to the effect that they didn't sting but bit, she only told me not to answer back.He's in the driveway, half in the car, leaning to collect something from the passenger

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Caucasian woman, 40ish, with long brown hair and glasses, wearing black and white pinstriped pants, black boots and brown coat with leather belt and leather-lined pockets. Sweetness in the Belly, Camilla Gibb (Doubleday Canada)Page 30:Every month we try not to appear hopeful, but we are. Every month we try not to appear disappointed, but we are. The truth is, reuniting people as we do is

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Asian male, mid 20s, wearing a green "cargo" jacket and grey scarf, the book's dust jacket removed, spine still visible in gold, block letters.The ABS Diet: The Six-Week Plan to Flatten Your Stomach, David Zinczenko (Rodale)Page 5:When you have good abs, you're telling the world that you're a disciplined, motivated, confident and healthy person--and hence a desirable partner. They met the day he

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Caucasian woman, mid 50s, with short brown hair, loosely curled, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a white turtleneck sweater under a bright red coat, a sparkling Xmas tree decorating her collar.H.R.H., Danielle Steel (Dell)Page 247:After that, he just sat with his arms around her, thinking about everything she'd said, trying to understand and absorb it, and realize what it meant for them. This was

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Caucasian woman, early 20s, wearing white jeans, white puffy jacket, French tips and Uggs, her foundation a shade of Ski Bunny.The Tipping Point, Malcolm Gladwell (Little, Brown)Page 82:What linguists call speech rate--the number of speech sounds per second--equalizes. So does what is known as latency, the period of time that lapses between the moment one speaker stops talking and the moment the

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Caucasian woman, late 20s, wearing all black, head of brown, soft unruly curls the perfect accessory to her tidy, tight words.Dani Couture, three time Taddle Creek contributor, reading "Atonement":AtonementOn the side of the highway,in August, on full stomach,I picked the already thinblueberry bushes clean.And for a year afterwardthe bears roamed hungry--picked off campers in crisp red tentsas

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Caucasian woman, early 30s, with a short brown razored bob, wearing a long black coat and amber ring.October Horse, Colleen McCullough (Simon & Schuster)Page 276:The next moment he was lifted off his feet, squashed in an embrace that drove the breath from his lungs, the smell of her in his nostrils--ink, paper, stale wool, leather of book buckets. Porcia, Porcia, Porcia!The ring is her mother's,

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Caucasian woman, mid 30s, with auburn bob and black winterwear jacket, fingerless gloves giving easy access to iPod pressure points.Girlfriend in a Coma, Douglas Coupland (HarperCollins)Page 99:Skitter was every parent's worst fears of a daughter's dream date. He lived in a moss-roofed 1963 cereal box in darkest Lynn Valley atop an unmown lawn sparked with gasoline burns and neglected auto

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Caucasian woman, early 20s, with long black hair and black framed glasses, wearing a B&W checkered wool coat, collar popped, resting high against the base of her skull.The Shadow Boxer, Stephen Heighton (Knopf)Page 151:Still no sign of the strip of night clubs Eddy described. Against the lights he dekes across a six-lane avenue walled by office buildings whose blockish facades amplify the traffic

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Caucasian woman, early 30s, with curly brown hair, ends slightly frazzled from where the rain made its way inside her hood. She wears a full length denim coat, collar up, her nose warmed by the scarf she wears wrapped round high.Late Nights on Air, Elizabeth Hay (McClelland & Stewart)Part way in:An upper lip as downy as he imagined her legs might be. And yes, when she stood up later and came

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Hullo.I'm working on a lil' sumpin' sumpin' -- actually, a big sumpin' sumpin' -- and I'd like your feedback. Heck, I'd love it. So, if you have a sec: post which of the past entries (or moving forward) stick out for you, and why."Julie, I can't explain it; I just love pudding cups. Especially butterscotch. Growing up, I was allowed one a week. I bought some the other day and they tasted chalky.

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White male, mid 50s, with long grey hair pulled into tight ponytail, bundled in winter coat and scarf, sitting near the door, leaned forward, hands stuffed in pockets, floral-patterned eyeglass case weighting the pages.Souls on Fire, Elie Wiesel (Simon & Schuster)Near the beginning:The heavens were in an uproar. The angels were dancing. Red with anger, outraged, Satan demanded an audience with

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White woman, mid 30s, with long blonde hair twirled into a loose braid slung over her shoulder. She teeters on approach of each stop, again when leaving. The people beside her toss impatient glances, the sleeves of her puffy white jacket wheezing against their backs and elbows. They adjust and adjust some more. She stares forward, book held to her nose, confident with her balance. The Bourne

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White male, early 30s, with generic black and blue baseball cap pulled down low of his slick short hair. He's adopted his winter weather beard, about a week beyond purposefully shaggy, en route to bushy, whether he trims or tidies completely up in the air.Shelf Monkey, Corey Redekop (ECW Press)About page 161:It was like someone edited ten seconds of a film, Page's slap was so quick, jump-cutting

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Anyone remember Tony & Joe's The Freeze? It was on my Goofy Greats album. Hands down, my favourite album growing up. Oh, then again, I was terribly connected to ABBA's Voulez Vous. And let's not forget The Xanadu soundtrack. Pirate Movie, anyone?But I digress.1, 2, 3...FREEZE! I've been staring at a computer for quite some time now, writing, working, playing. And these eyes of mine could use a

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Asian woman, early 50s, wearing a blue, floor length wool coat with broad red cuffs.A Kingdom of Dreams, Judith McNaught (Pocket)Page 63:Humming gaily to herself, Jenny culled more twigs to the cozy camp fire she'd built using the flint she'd been given yesterday to light their sewing candles. Somewhere in the dense forest nearby, an animal howled eerily at the rising moon...The dining room

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Asian woman, early 20s, wearing blue and red knitted cap, jean jacket under black vest and jeans rolled high over black biker boots.Ticknor, Sheila Heti (House of Anansi Press)Page 65:Today I can't get anyone who knows him to agree with any of my criticisms. At the time, this wasn't my problem. Now pretty much nobody can be brought to see it from my side of things. I don't expect it. When he has

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