What’s On Your Nightstand?: The Tradition Continues
Long-time readers can skip most of this post if they like… I’ve been blogging as “The Book Maven” since August 2004, when my then-boss at AOL asked me to start a blog and choose a name for it. At the time,
the book of the moment was Malcolm Gladwell’s The Tipping Point, in which he talks about different kinds of people (e.g., “connectors”) including “mavens.” When this site becomes The Book Studio next week, I’ll still be The Book Maven here, on my more personal blog, and maybe somewhere else, too (must keep you guessing!).
I liked the concept, but I also loved the word. It’s Yiddish, and means (as I’ve mentioned in the past) both “expert” and “freak.” It makes sense. After all, the more specialized one’s knowledge in a single area, the more one tends toward freakishness. In a good way. A bookseller once described me as “the self-titled Book Maven,” which I suppose was meant to be disparaging. How dare I deem myself an “expert?”
I was thinking more of the “freak” side, you see, when I chose that moniker.
One of my regular blog entries in all of the places I’ve blogged has been to ask readers “What’s on your nightstand?” I can’t stop it now. As my daughters (AKA “The Mini Mavens”) squawk whenever we try to skip a stop on our annual Cape Cod vacation: “It’s a tradition!”
Of course, there are new ways to ask people what they’re reading, now. I can ask on Facebook, and this morning, I asked on Twitter and got a slew of replies from the early-morning tweeple (I’ll have to “re-tweet” my question later, for the office Twitterers). But on Twitter, at least, responses are severely limited. I thought I’d ask here, so that anyone can leave a list as long as they like of the book stacks by their beds.
What’s on your nightstand? I really want to know, as much now as I did nearly five years ago.





“To tell you the truth, we’re completely bored with the classics,” said Cholmondeley Rodriguez, spokesperson for WHAH, the heretofore unknown PBS station in Poughkeepsie. “All those bonnets, carriages, and British accents? They don’t fit with today’s consumer’s needs.”
colleagues from Reading Rockets on Monday to the Library of Congress (LoC) Center for the Book Partners in Reading annual networking session (again, phew). The “networking” consisted of each partner introducing his or her program for five minutes.
The latter happened when my hyperactive younger sister (hyperactive compared to me, at least) finally got tired enough to go inside for cocoa. Then I could go back outside and into the igloo with a plastic sled to sit on and…what else? READ!
There’s not enough chicken soup in the world, either: At least not for my family today. We’re all down with colds/respiratory infections, and while Mr. Bethanne and I have to work regardless, both Mini Mavens are home from school. Fortunately, when I went out to interview Amy Dickinson at Politics & Prose over the weekend (that interview, with text and video, coming this week!), I bought the younger MM some reading material, so she’s happy. The older MM is curled up with a novel, and Mr. Bethanne is reading The New Yorker. I’ll be reading again, too, as soon as I manage to get this post live.
No one can be happy that this section is gone. Or can we?
Austen. Every man I know loves zombies. Seth Grahame-Smith evidently understands this at a deep level, since he has become Jane Austen’s co-author on the stunning new novel
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