When do you get to the point where you get to call yourself a bibliophile? If you average a book a week do you think they let you join the club then? The collective “they” consisting of serious book readers that is.
Maybe I’m not quite serious-book-reader-club material yet but I am well on my way. But in the last few week I have had more great reads fall into my lap. Check it, yo.
A friend of mine was in a performance art piece last month. It was at this converted factory type venue in downtown LA and everyone there was dressed way cooler than me. But afterward my friend Frank said he waned to show me “the store.” And basically in this back closet behind the staging area there is a bunch of stuff (clothes, books, items of general necessity) and he said if you want something you just take it and leave other things as payment. He was trading a bunch of clothes he had brought. I saw a copy of this book and had wanted to read it since seeing someone reading it at the airport last time I flew. So I traded for a clean pink comb I had with me. And that’s the story of how I came to own this book. And it’s a good read, lots of interesting stuff about the circus. It’s a little dark and gritty but the ending is quite satisfying.
I like Nick Hornby. I love loved About a Boy. So I had been excited to read another of his novels. He treats the difficult moments of life with both reverence and a sense of mocking that I quite enjoy. That being said I think this book really walks the line of having such an unsympathetic protagonist that I nearly don’t care about his plight and nearly don’t find myself rooting for his success. Nearly. But this makes it hard to get invested in the story. The book is about break ups, so I didn’t plan on being tickled pink going into the book. And I just can’t help but love Hornby’s wit and point of view on life.
I realized one day that I had never actually read a book by Roald Dahl even though I have seen so many of his books in their adapted film versions. He is the author behind the stories of James and the Giant Peach and Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and The Fantastic Mr. Fox and so many more. So I picked one of his books that is not a film (that I know of) and gave it a read. I really wanted to call him a genius, but I wasn’t overly impressed to be honest. The story starts off well, then gets quite boring until the very end when finally something with action happens. It’s imaginative, but just didn’t quite grab me like I was hoping it would. I will definitely be trying another of his stories sometime-but this one I am sorry to say was just “ok” in my opinion.
I couldn’t stop myself. I had to read it. This is the second book in the Hunger Games series. I don’t think the next one is even out yet, so yes I am stuck now. But I’m still not sorry. I love this book almost as much as the first in the series. I read it in two days. It’s such a page turner. I love it.
What have you been reading? And by the by-I really do take to heart your recommendations. After all, that’s how good books are often found.