There's been a lot going on over here this past week, both at work and at home. I'm looking forward to when I can read a lot in a sitting. Life I've been pretty distressed by all the gun violence news this week. Not that it has ever not been so distressing, but coming out of the pandemic and pretty much hearing about some shooting or the other almost every day, has just shown that nothing has changed in this world. Adam Toledo and Indianapolis this week. And apparently, there is still no way this can be controlled. Ugh, so frustrated. When I wasn't worrying about the news (or trying not to), I've been busy picking paint colors. The husband and I have been talking about painting our house, or just the upstairs, or just the downstairs, or the basement, or.. for the better part of the past four years. We finally decided to go ahead with it - that is, paint the entire house. It's a massive undertaking, especially considering the painter is going to be here tomorrow
2012 has been one of my slowest reading years, but interestingly, it has also been one of my best in terms of the quality of books (by my yardstick). I guess when you have reduced time to read, you are probably "wiser" or choosier in deciding what to read. Also, you tend to be more willing to give up on a book, if it isn't working for you. I stopped counting the number of DNFs last year, because unlike in previous years, I was quick to put down a book, even 5 or 10 pages in.
As a result, it was very hard to come up with a list of favorites. I eventually managed to whittle down my list to five books I really want you to read - four favorites and one special mention!
The Favorites
Into Thin Air by Jon Krakauer: I haven't reviewed this one yet, but I promise to do it soon! This real-life narrative about a tragedy that unfolded on the peak of Mt. Everest intrigued, shocked, frightened and educated me so much that I still think about its "characters" and their families two weeks later.
What the Zhang Boys Know by Clifford Garstang: I'm not usually one to enjoy short story collections, but this one had me spellbounded and unbored (which I totally invented) all the way to the end.
The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry by Rachel Joyce: I have already seen this book on a few favorites list and I can't help but concur. Harold's journey was enchanting, exhilarating and occasionally symbolic of his own life - Rachel's voice went well with the pacing of the story.
The Singer's Gun by Emily St. John Mandel: I didn't review this one and possibly may never. The actual details of the brilliance of this book have slowly escaped my mind and there is no way I can clearly articulate the cleverness of the plot, the beauty of Mandel's writing and the gradual way the book grew on me.
And a Special Mention
Make it Stay by Joan Frank: This is a book I rated five stars soon after reading it but forgot all about it until I read my own review. Usually when that happens, I tend to lower the rating of the book. But in this case, along with my recollection of the plot, I remembered everything that I loved about this book (well-etched characters, nice buildup to the peak of the story, lovely writing). I still feel the same way about Make it Stay as I did when I read it, but the details of the book probably won't stay with me.
Comments
It just jumped up on the "read next" list.
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I had the chance to borrow Into Thin Air but somehow it just did not appeal to me. Perhaps I should rectify that.
Happy New Year, I hope 2013 is a blast