Tuesday, June 4, 2013

recent additions

I have an addiction to buying books.
I just hafta.

My recent finds at a local thrift store:

The Chosen, by Chaim Potok (have already read)
Davita's Harp, Potok
The Book of Lights, Potok
The Five People You Meet in Heaven, Mitch Albom (have already read)
The Devil Wears Prada, Lauren Weisberger
The Search for God and Guinness, by Stephen Mansfield (currently reading)

Sunday, June 2, 2013

The Red Pony

The Red Pony, by John Steinbeck

I read this one this afternoon.  It was a glorious day: I was working on my tan, sitting on one of our new lawn chairs... glorious. 

While I don't consider myself a Steinbeck fan, I do appreciate his writing from time to time.  This most recent one reminded of me why I equally like and loathe him.  He certainly creates a scene, develops an interesting character, and causes you to care.  At the same time, however, I find that he revels in the despair of the time period.  I hate how he makes me like a character and then either kills them off or causes them to experience emotional or physical hardship.  Heartbreaking.  

Sigh.  I cannot deny, though, that I truly enjoyed The Red Pony.  I loved the relationship between Jody and Billy Buck.  Billy, the hired hand, had the most depth, I think, of the characters.  I also loved Grandfather and how he was unable to give up his thrilling adventure in the past.  Jody, the boy, essentially told the story; through that, I was given insight into his thoughts and emotional responses, but I cared more about the surrounding characters, to be honest.

Read it.  It'll take you maybe two hours. 

Saturday, June 1, 2013

Ella Enchanted

Ella Enchanted, by Gail Carson Levine

Ella Enchanted was one of my absolute favorite books growing up.  I love Ella's spunkiness, I love the creativity of the plot despite the Cinderella cliche, I love the first person narrative.  And, having not read it in perhaps over ten years, I was reminded how absurd and awful the film version actually is.  Why could they have not just stuck with the perfect story in front of them?  It's far more intriguing, compelling, and there is no room for horrifying musical numbers!  

Regardless, this was a wonderful kick start to my summer reading list!  Read it if you haven't yet, and if you have, read it again!  

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

The Other Tudors

The Other Tudors, by Philippa Jones

Little did I know that Henry VIII, one of my favorite characters in all of history, had multiple illegitimate children, let alone plenty of potential male heirs, had they been legitimate.  I suppose that reveals my naivete toward his lifestyle (and the lifestyle of many in his position in that day).  However, this book opened my eyes, to say the least.  Not in a sensational way; Jones merely presents her research, devoting each chapter to the individuals: mistress or bastard or both, as not every affair resulted in a child.  Though Jones' writing is not sensational, it is sentimental.  Take her conclusion for instance:
Henry VIII was a man who longed for love.  His tragedy was that he was looking for love that could never exist.  He had a vision of the perfect woman, an image of his mother, and no woman could measure up to this fantasy.  Apart from this was the obsessive need for a male heir.  These two, together with the power struggles going on amongst the noble families and foreign diplomats, distorted Henry's natural desire to love and, most of all, to be loved.  
Yuck, really?  Please!  Even I, a fan of Henry's, want to gag at this schmalz.  Beyond this, she seems to consider herself the authority on every matter.  Too many paragraphs begin, "Historian So-and-So states such-and-such a timeline, or what's-her-name was close to the king at this point, but that is incorrect...."  I didn't take a lot of time to peruse her endnotes, but not many of her assertions are backed up in order to truly disprove the actual historians' findings.

That all being said, I enjoyed this book immensely.  Henry is fascinating, sentimental lovesick sap or not, and so are his subsequent children, real or alleged.

Sunday, May 19, 2013

Out of the Silent Planet

Out of the Silent Planet, by CS Lewis

So maybe it's been seven months since my last book review... maybe I've been exhausted and watching too much Friends and sleeping and moving from house to house. 

Regardless.  This rather short novel took me a shameful amount of time to read.  My mind needed to be reoriented to read A) fiction, and B) sci-fi.  I really take for granted the fact that genres must be read differently, and I've been reading non-fiction like it's my job.  

Supposedly, this trilogy was born of a discussion between Jack and his friend Tolkien, lamenting the state of contemporary fiction.  Sigh, Jack.  Glad you're not around to see what they're putting out nowadays.

It's almost not necessary to comment on Jack's lush and imaginative descriptions.  I so appreciate the way he paints a scene into the reader's mind... even if the scene is so other.  I got lost in Malacandra.  

I'll be honest, this book started strong for me, got sleepy in the middle parts, and then it was all made worth it with the conversation/interrogation between Oyarsa and Ransom at the end.  Read it.  You'll see.

Thursday, January 10, 2013

recently added


Yes, yes I know.
I'm hopeless.

But I found these in a thrift store.
For less than a dollar.
So.
I had to.

Robinson Crusoe & Shakespeare & the Art of Verbal Seduction.
AKA classics.

Sunday, January 6, 2013

and it begins...

Merry Christmas to me!

The top five books, 
I found at the Habitat for Humanity ReStore
for fifty cents each. 

A collection of Ray Bradbury short stories.
Ella Enchanted; a favorite of mine growing up.
The Pursuit of Holiness; I lent mine to a friend, who never returned it.
The Mayor of Casterbridge; because I love Thomas Hardy.
The Silmarillion; because I need it.

The set of The Lord of the Rings + The Hobbit
were a Christmas present from Austin.

What a great start to the year.  :)