On Tuesday, I finished up a book during my lunch break, decided I should write a post about it, then realized I’d finished five other books since the last time I did a book review post! I don’t know how or when that happened by I’m simultaneously feeling pleased (for reading lots!) and disappointed in myself. Let’s fix that today!*
*Today, as in the Rockies Home Opener!!! If you’ve been reading this blog for any length of time, you know Joey and I look forward to this day ALL YEAR LONG. As is tradition, we will be lunching at Biker Jim’s, drinking beer in the sunshine, breathing in that Coors Field air, taking note of everyone’s walk up song and rooting for our dear Rockies
to be less bad than last year. Happiest of Fridays!
All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr
Okay, don’t get me wrong I really liked this book, but I had heard SUCH good things about it that I think I expected to like it a lot more. I’m even having a hard time pinpointing what I didn’t love about the book. I just can’t really put my finger on it. I guess I should just focus on what I did like, which was the effortless back-and-forth interweaving aspect of how the story was told, a totally new perspective of what it was like to be a young boy in Nazi Germany, the indisputable love a father had for his blind daughter, the fact that Marie-Laure was never painted as helpless and the language. It read like poetry and there’s nothing better than literature written like that.
Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
Wait, you don’t re-read Victorian lit for fun? Me neither… In all honesty, I started this in December and though I flew through the first half, Part II took me FOREVER to get through. Partly because I was reading other things and partly because Jane’s life without Rochester is boring as can be. Come on, we knew it and she knew it too. I did finally make it through (and gave myself a pat on the back), but I think it’s safe to say I probably won’t be reading that again any time soon. I swear I liked it the first time around!
The Grownup by Gillian Flynn
This was our March book group pick and it was all of 60 pages long. I read it in less than an hour, then made Joey read it so we could discuss. It made a few mentions of The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins and it did have that same eerie appeal to it in the beginning, but then Gillian Flynn fell into her pattern of writing a book with three twists and it felt all too predictable. The feminist in me wants to love a successful female author, but the English major in me says her writing is formulaic and far too concerned with shock appeal.Read More »