I like to read. I didn’t always. In fact I didn’t read anymore than I absolutely had too until the middle of sixth grade. Then I fell in love, and it’s a relationship that hasn’t disappointed me yet. Is it creepy to talk about my love for reading in this way.
Every now and again I like a good murder mystery. And this ranks high on the enjoyable, easy to read and gives you a good feeling scale. Although there wasn’t much mystery and even less murder. In fact, the solving a crime bit is more of a side note to the protagonist’s life. But her life is so charming and so…upper class that it’s fun to read anyway. And there are many references to various philosophers, so I enjoy that as well.
Magical and charming in a sort of across-the-atlantic way. Does that even make sense? The story is almost like a fairy tale or fable that has been reworked into the modern age. And it’s quiet: the setting, the characters, the..um, condition the main character faces. Like watching glass form it is both mesmerizing and terrifying in a way that cannot easily be put into words. I loved it.
The boyfriend loves this author. When he is reading one of David Sedaris’ books I often catch him chuckling out load to himself. So of course I had to see what all the fuss was about. He is a very funny man, who leads a strange and interesting life. His point of view is at once spot on but still that of a quirky outsider. He basically tells stories from his life, I imagine they are all pretty much true and he manages to find the subtle humor in everything. I will be reading another of his books sometime.
So what have you been reading?