So autumn is well and truly here, I can currently hear fireworks from a neighbouring house so of course it must be October (it appears to be a competition in my area as to who can get in there first!). I don’t know what it is about the nights drawing in and the temperature dropping but it seems to make the book loving nation instantly want to curl up on the sofa with a good book. I certainly realised last June why students usually have the summer off; I found it impossible to study whilst the sun was shining outside, I won’t be making that mistake again. Right now though it seems there is nothing better to do than make myself comfortable and study literature to my heart’s content (well that’s what I tell myself!).
Anyway the point of my random rambling is that I feel much more inclined to not only study 16th and 17th century plays, but to also read a book from the BBC’s Top 100 list. The library has provided once again, and the first book available is Donna Tartt’s The Secret History. I’m going to make a start on this book at the weekend, it’s quite hefty at 660 pages though so it might take a while, especially with an impending assignment on John Webster’s play The Duchess of Malfi, which is actually really good (I wasn’t as keen on Othello), to be started. I know nothing about The Secret History, which is refreshing and I’m looking forward to delving into a new author and storyline, let’s hope it’s as intriguing as the title!
I’ll update you on my initial thoughts and impressions of the book soon so stay tuned…
Yes I am still alive, well just about after studying a degree full time whilst working a 40 hour week. I have had a busy year, achieving high marks in my first year courses, attempting to write assignments on my iPad as my laptop committed suicide and reading only one book, Hard Times by Charles Dickens. You don’t want to know what I thought of that one. The year has flown by, and now I’m about to embark on my third degree module which thankfully is all about the books. And the plays, can’t forget Shakespeare.
So as I settle down for the long winter nights with my iPad and Othello for company, I can’t help but think about what it was like in the good ole’ days when I used to read for fun and write about it for fun. Although remembering the hell that was Jack Kerouac, it wasn’t always so fun. So in an attempt to keep my sanity I’m going to try to read some books that aren’t on my reading list, and let you lovely people know what I thought of them. You know, continue what I originally set out to do nearly 4 years ago and hopefully not give up after 2 weeks. I seem to have gotten the discipline thing down now (she says as she purposefully ignores Othello next to her), although I will always be a procrastinator, it’s in my blood. I may even treat you all to reviews on the books I am forced to read as well, wouldn’t that be fun?
So the first order of business is what to read from the list? Now I think I should ease myself in gently, perhaps not a 700+ page book straight away. So on that basis, I’ll skip Bleak House, Ullysses and Woman in White for now which leaves the following to choose from:
The Secret History by Donna Tartt
Bridget Jones’ Diary by Helen Fielding
Matilda by Roald Dahl
Night Watch by Terry Pratchett
Which do you think I should go for? Any advice would be greatly appreciated.
It feels good to be back!
I know it is a bit late into January to wish you all a happy new year but it has just dawned on me that as it is a new year, there’s nothing stopping me from starting a fresh with my book challenge. Well I say nothing stopping me, obviously my inability to actually commit to this blog will probably hold me back. At the moment though I’m feeling a bit more enthusiastic so you never know, maybe 2015 will go well for me blog wise.
Last year I started this blog off with a 30 day book challenge but loss of internet (twice) and a trip to Asia led to me giving up on that, so I will try to finish off the questions that I had remaining in the next month or so. The answers probably won’t be any different to a year ago as I think I may have only read one book in the last year. I know, its shocking! I partly blame Netflix for providing too much on-hand entertainment making it unnecessary to occupy my mind with a book. But as I’m now a student working towards my BA (Hons) in English Literature and Creative Writing I have to start reading books again soon whether I want to or not, so I thought rekindling my book challenge would be a good idea.
So first up on the list is Bleak House by Charles Dickens. I’ve previously seen a tv adaptation so I don’t know what I’ll make of the 945 page book already having a vague idea of the storyline. I did consider easing myself into this challenge with a nice short book but they’re all pretty long in the section of the list I’ve reached so I didn’t have a choice. At some point I need to go back and finish Anna Karenina and Gormenghast, hopefully without having to start from the beginning again with both of them, but for now I think I’ll work my way through some new stories and see where I get to. If I can get through Bleak House, Ulysses and The Woman in White, I’ll treat myself with Bridget Jones’s Diary. Maybe that is the key to success, a reward system?
Hopefully you will hear from me soon!
I have a confession to make: I have NO IDEA who my favourite writer is. I think the problem is that I haven’t read enough books to be able to single out one author. I think if you look at my book collection and how many times I’ve read some of the books you might assume that my favourite writer is Stephenie Meyer or J K Rowling, but I have, or will be covering, both of these authors already in this challenge and neither have really written enough books for me to give them this accolade in my opinion. So instead I’ve thought about the authors who I read, without fail, their new offerings no matter what the reviews say. I would never call them my favourite writer but then I’m always happy to sit down with a fresh copy of their latest book. This narrowed it down to two authors for me and I went with this one because even though her work is a little more frivolous than the other her books are still a treat to read. So for the next few posts I will be following a theme based on this author, hope you enjoy it…
I first read Sophie Kinsella when my mum gave me the fourth book in the shopaholic series, Shopaholic and Sister, as a present. Needless to say I was a tad confused as I had no idea what had come before this book and some of it didn’t make sense but I enjoyed the book enough to go back and start from the beginning. I loved the antics of Becky Bloomwood, shopaholic, and her quirky but kind friend Suze and her slightly dippy but caring parents. The humour Sophie Kinsella injects into all her books is just right; I’m not one for cringey humour usually but the balance between satire and almost slapstick is just perfect enough to keep you giggling. There have been times when tears of laughter have been brought to my eyes or I’ve had to look away from the page in horror at what is unfolding before me. The protagonist in her books is always a strong female character who somehow gets herself into a few scrapes, things might take a turn for the worse but then she stops feeling sorry for herself and fixes her own problems with as much class and decorum she can muster. After reading the Shopaholic series I then went on to read Sophie Kinsella’s other work which I believe I enjoyed even more, however I wasn’t as keen on her work published under her real name, Madeleine Wickham. It isn’t particularly humorous like her more recent work under her alias and I found the characters weren’t as bold or likeable.
I do have to say that her last two books that I have read, Mini Shopaholic and Wedding Night felt a bit rushed and seem to be missing some of the spark that comes in abundance in her other books, they were still enjoyable but not fantastic. I am still an avid fan though and I would recommend any of her books if you want something girly, fun, light-hearted and I would say distinctly British. You can’t go wrong with that combination!
I’m still behind! For some reason I thought that as I struggle to get posts out when I’m supposed to on this blog or read the ever growing pile of books I have stacked up around my home that it would be a great idea to start another blog as well. So now I feel like I’m juggling both of them on a daily basis but hopefully it might make me a more disciplined blogger. We’ll have to see I suppose!
Now I’ve already mentioned this before, but when friends and colleagues start reminiscing about tv shows and toys and books from their childhoods I tend to just smile and nod as most of the time I have no memory of what they are talking about. This is not because I had a very closeted childhood; I just have very little memory of the many tv shows, toys and especially books that I amused myself with when I was young. I have been trying to remember for days now the names of any books I remember reading but I can only remember the following:
Some Roald Dahl books
Some Worst Witch books
I think I may have read the Narnia series
I’m sure I must have read some Winnie The Pooh?
That’s it, so unfortunately today’s blog will not be as interesting or as insightful as it could have been, but I have tried to be as imaginative as possible!
Danny the Champion of the World – Roald Dahl
Now I have already included Matilda in this challenge so I would have preferred to have chosen a different author but my choices were very limited. I chose this book in particular because (can you believe it!) I can actually remember this storyline pretty well despite not reading this book since I was little. Well I don’t think I’ve read it since anyway but my memory can be pretty bad. I remember receiving this book as a Christmas present from my Grandmother and staring in wonderment at the title as I couldn’t work out what this book could be about. Even as I started reading this book I still didn’t understand the title. Obviously it is only when you get to the end of the book that it (sort of) makes sense. As an adult looking back at the storyline I’m not sure what sort of message this book was trying to send a young child. At the time I found the book funny and felt as if I was living vicariously through Danny and his father which I suppose is the whole point of literature, to transport you to another world, but the fact that Danny’s father, William, regularly poached pheasants and that he taught Danny the tricks of the trade as well isn’t necessarily the most moral of teachings. But then I suppose in the end the village all join together to teach the bully Mr Hazell a lesson through humiliating him, giving him a taste of his own medicine although I’m not sure if that is the best message either. It is still a fun book though and definitely something a bit different to read. This book is just another example of Roald Dahl’s wonderful imagination and I’ve just realised a book that I have read that pre-dates this one, George’s Marvellous Medicine. Oh well, I can write about that one next time!
Happy New Year to you all from me, I hope you all have a great 2014 and enjoy my posts to come on the book addict blog and the film addict blog next year.
Thanks for sticking with me this year, I love you all for reading my madness, sorry I mean reviews.
As everyone says, hate is such a strong word, and such a strong emotion to apply to a book that you have read. Unfortunately I have experienced a surge of loathing when reading a book so I have an answer for today. I have read a few books now for my top 100 books challenge that I found a bit boring, or a bit confusing or a bit slow, but there was one book that I truly hated. In any other circumstances I would have stopped reading it and sent it straight back to the library but I had to finish it to review it for my challenge so for 3 months I tortured myself by reading a little bit of this book at a time. I kept hoping it would get a bit better, or that the ending would make sense of the rest of the book so that when I looked back on the story I would feel enlightened. After all it couldn’t have been voted by the public to number 90 on the list for nothing. Oh how wrong I was.
On the Road – Jack Kerouac
My feelings towards this book are so strong that I actually feel the need to physically destroy something just looking at the cover. If I was to give you the full synopsis for this book I’m sure you would think it sounds like a really interesting and insightful story line. And I would agree it is, but the writing is so bad that anything exciting in this book is completely lost. In anyone else’s hands this would be a good story but the book is too autobiographical for Jack Kerouac so he just rambles on about the insignificant things and glosses over anything remotely interesting. It’s like he’s forgotten he was supposed to be writing a story for others to enjoy and therefore has taken all of the enjoyment out of it. With every chapter all I could think was that I could write this story better than him; I could describe what it was like to live in these places at that time better than him, even though he actually lived in those places at that time and I, obviously, didn’t. This book is just that bad.
Please don’t read it, unless you are a masochist. If this is ever put on your set reading list at school or university I seriously you suggest you plan a coup and overthrow the person responsible. Trust me, it would be worth the repercussions.
Second post today! I’m trying to catch up so I’m just going to keep posting until I run out of things to say. I’ve not read a lot of classic books, not because they don’t appeal to me but just because I feel they need a certain amount of concentration and so I’m always “I’ll read that book someday” but I never quite get around to it. This was one a the things that appealed to me with the top 100 books list as all of the classic books I wanted to read were there so I thought I would finally get around to reading them. I am trying to avoid talking about books from that list for this 30 day challenge but the book I have chosen for this post is one of my all time favourite books so to not mention it here would be criminal.
Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen
It probably isn’t a very original choice but that doesn’t mean it isn’t a worthy winner. I first fell in love with this story when I watched the BBC adaptation 18 years ago and I watched that series so many times in my teenage years that I could quote most of it. I was pleasantly surprised when I finally read the book about a decade later at how faithful the tv series is to the book. However there was something magical reading the words I knew so well on paper; it allowed my imagination to go further than what I remembered from the tv adaptation and become absorbed in Austen’s world. I won’t prattle on about how Elizabeth Bennet is such a strong, feminist role model or how forward thinking Jane Austen was as it’s all been said before and also when I finally reach number 2 on my book list I will be rereading this and reviewing it properly so I don’t want go on too much here.
This story though is one of the best stories I have ever read and I think that is why classic books in general have spanned the centuries to still be some of the greatest books anyone could read in their life time. They are original stories that so many books, plays and films have been based on ever since, all borrowing something from the classics or just re-imagining them in a new adaptation. There are plenty of original stories that have been published in more modern times, but these are just books that will join the list of classic books in the future. I have read a few Austen’s and a couple of Dickens’ but there are so many more classic books that I want to read and even more I’m sure that I’ve not yet discovered so I look forward to enriching my mind with these books for many years to come.
There were a few books I could have chosen for this post. There were books that I was forced to read in school where you already have a preconception that it will be boring and then suddenly find yourself unable to put the book down. There were also books that I have read so far on my top 100 books challenge that I had not heard of but ended up falling in love with the characters and worlds contained within them. I chose this book though as I believe it is not that well-known compared to the successors in the series, yet it was the first book by this author that I read, and I have to say it is his best work. A friend recommended that I read the first two books in this series; I had heard of the second one as it was outselling everything else at the time but I didn’t know it was actually the second book in a series. The story line on paper for this book isn’t something that appealed to me, I can’t say exactly why but it just didn’t grab my attention. However just a few chapters into this book and it certainly had my attention, you literally feel you are being dragged along in a whirlwind with your heart beating too fast and adrenaline flooding your veins from cover to cover. Drum roll please…
Angels and Demons – Dan Brown
As you may know, this is the first in the series of books about Robert Langdon, a Havard professor, the most famous book in the series being The Da Vinci Code, which succeeded this book. Each book involves the protagonist somehow being embroiled in a race against time to save the victims from the evil force in the book. To do this Robert Langdon’s expertise in religious symbology is required to solve the mystery that is unfolding. As I said before, it didn’t really appeal to me on paper, it all sounds a bit bookish and also a bit clichéd: the protagonist is our unlikely hero, his only superpower being an unusual talent that somehow makes him the only person who can save the world. If you think that sounds a bit dull and maybe a bit condescending, that maybe it will all be dumbed down for you so that you can follow the plot, then you needn’t worry. I had never read a book that had so much action yet at the same time almost made my brain hurt with the amount of information I had to take in, but somehow I never felt lost in the fast paced story line. I have no idea if half the information in the book has a foundation in fact but when I’m reading it I don’t care, you somehow feel exhilarated as the characters work out the next clues, even though if you were to try to explain it all to some one else later you might not be able to, but at the time it all makes perfect sense. Since reading this book I have read the next two in the series, I’ve not read the latest one yet but I don’t think Dan Brown will ever do better than this one, the combination of action, thriller, mystery and suspense is just right and I don’t think it could ever be replicated successfully. Even if you’ve already read some of Dan Brown’s other works give this a try, it is honestly in my opinion his best and shouldn’t be missed.
For today’s challenge there was only ever one book I could write about. I tried to think of an alternative as I didn’t want to bore you all by ranting about how bad this book is but I felt it was unfair to give this accolade to any other book when I would do anything to remove the memory of this one from my brain. As I’ve said before, I’m not usually one to jump on the bandwagon with things and I thorough;y wished I hadn’t with this book. In my defence when I read it I hadn’t heard much about it, only that it had shocked one of my colleagues at work, but as she was easily shocked by anything risqué I didn’t realise how absurd the story line for this book could be. I think I must have been one of the few people who read this book not knowing what it was about, I don’t know what that says about the British public that most of them were eager to read a book that they had been pre-warned about but it was a top seller none the less. Friends of mine who have asked to borrow the book from me since did not head my warnings about how bad it is, I think they thought I was exaggerating but they soon realised that I wasn’t and proceeded to hand the book back, sometimes without finishing it. So, again I apologise for repeating what so many others before me have said, I promise to keep it brief.
Fifty Shades of Grey – E L James
Yes, you guessed correctly, probably the worst book written this century and definitely the worst to top every book chart known to man. Apparently the series has sold over 90 million copies worldwide (Wikipedia) and the speculation surrounding the film dominated social media and entertainment websites over the last year. I don’t think another book could be as overrated as this one: the writing is poor at best, the author needs to learn some new adjectives and she’s not breaking any new ground here, there are plenty of fiction books already published about this subject. If she had written it from the angle of the relationship being abusive then it would have been a more illuminating story but after ending this book in a weird way, the series carries on as a severely warped love story. I am not the first to say that I quickly became bored by the sex scenes, and the characters and the story line as a whole were so unrealistic that it soon all became a farce. Please, if you have never read this book, don’t read it. Read anything else in the world, even if you love a trashy read you will not enjoy this book and there are plenty of decent yet suitably trashy book series out there for you to curl up with, please don’t waste your time and your brain cells on this one.
I’m sure I will become a complete hypocrite in 2015 and watch the film, but it will be because I have already been burned once and I’ll want to know if the film will be as bad as the book, I can’t see how it could be but you never know.