It’s Monday, What Are You Reading? is a weekly meme currently hosted by The Book Date. It’s a place to meet up and share what you have been, are and about to be reading over the week, and add to that ever-growing TBR stack.
Ooh boy, this past weekend was glorious. All I did was stay home, read, not wear a bra, read, wine and dine, read, and bookternet like the introvert that I am (apologies for the play-by-play on Snapchat, y’all). It was GLORIOUS. Like I’d mentioned earlier, I’ve had so many social things happening in the last couple of weeks that I was desperate for some quiet, stay-at-home time, to read in peace.
I know, I know, I’m a whole day late, but I was too tired to type out what I knew was going to be a long blog post, and I ended up meeting with two different people yesterday that I hadn’t seen in a while, so yeah, life got in the way.
I managed to get a few hours of sleep after Readathon officially ended (I literally hit “publish” on my wrap postand knocked out, couldn’t even tweet/snapchat about it). Then I realized thanks to the readathon, I’d read wayyyy more books in the past week than usual. So get yourself some popcorn or a beer, and settle in.
I listened to this on audio, and this is my first Hornby book (I have yet to read About A Boy or High Fidelity. I know, you’d think Hugh Grant/baby Nick Hoult on-screen charm would have led me to pick up the book, but I got busy reading other things along the way. I will get to those, eventually). Anyway, I had spotted it in some of my recent bookstore visits, so when I saw that it was available on one of my many rabbit-hole scroll adventures on Overdrive, I went for it. Here’s the plot: Back in the 60’s, Barbara from Blackpool has just been crowned a beauty queen, but wants so much more. She wants to be the next Lucille Ball so she travels to London, hoping to become a TV comedy star. After experiencing some of the struggles that come with trying to make it big in showbiz, she winds up in an audition and lands a role that is perfect; literally, it is crafted for her. The novel goes on to examine her life of a TV star- accompanied by fame, fortune, a stage name (Barbara becomes Sophie Straw to increase the likelihood of stardom), media scrutiny, complicated family ties, and of course, romance.
There were a lot things I enjoyed about this book: Barbara is quick-witted, and has no qualms about shutting down the mansplainers around her. Slapstick comedy, British humor, and an ensemble cast-of-sorts, there were quite a few moments in the first 2/3rds of the book. The characters have a hilarious moments even though they are generic, given the setting of the story. The parts of the novel that had all the members of the TV show in the same room interacting with each other were definitely entertaining. Hornby does a really good job making you feel like you are smack-dab in the middle of a swingin’ London from the 60’s. The novel lags off a bit in the last 100-odd pages when the novel follows each of the characters lives after the show ends, but it has a sweet moment when the group reunites at a specific life-event. Hornby makes some attempt to rekindle a romance between Sophie and her former lover with a semi-deep conversation, but it trails off very quickly. I almost wonder if this would have done better as a long comedy sketch, or any sort of visual adaptation, as opposed to novelization. All in all, if you’re looking for something light and quick to read, you could pick this up.
This was one of my picks for Book Of The Month Club, recommended by Liberty Hardy. I read this book in two sittings. It is a good-old fashioned thriller, fast-paced with twists thrown your way that will keep you in “just one more chapter” mode till you’re done. High-school and college Janani almost exclusively read mystery/suspense novels, so this was a sweet reunion with the genre. Aubrey Hamilton’s husband Josh is declared dead by the state of Tennessee- five years after his disappearance. Five years ago, the couple were at their close friends’ bachelor/bachelorette parties, and Josh hadn’t been seen since. Aubrey is depressed, lonely, bitter, and barely coping. She keeps looking back to their marriage, wondering if she ever knew the man that she loved, or was she reading too much into a standard homicide. Meanwhile, the day Josh is declared officially dead, a new yet familiar figure, Chase, appears in Aubrey’s life. Coincidence? She doesn’t know what to think. Was he really dead? Was he kidnapped? Did he run away? Did Chase have something to do with all of this?
I don’t want to give anything away, so I’ll just say this- if you’re looking for a fast and gripping mystery/thriller that will have you stay wayyy up past your bedtime, look no further. Twists on twists on twists. Red herrings. The works. Enjoy!
I’d already purchased Oyeyemi’s new book of short stories before this book came in from the library, so I decided to save that one for Dewey’s readathon next week. There are three women featured in this novel- Boy, Snow, and Bird, and the book is split into three parts. The story incorporates elements of mysticism and fairy tale, and discusses race, which of course stoked my enthusiasm and were the reasons I picked it up in the first place. The story goes like this: Boy Novak runs away from her home in New York to Massachusetts in the 50’s, marries a widower who has one daughter (Snow), and later gives birth to a child (Bird). Here’s the thing: Bird is born dark-skinned, inadvertently exposing Snow and her father, Arturo, who were light-skinned passing off as white, as African-Americans. Oyeyemi uses this to explore race relations in the 50’s. So I have several feelings about the book. The prose? Loved it. Very lyrical, beautifully written. The first section of this book had me completely enamoured. The second section was also very good, for the most part. Things unraveled a bit for me in the last part of the book. I think Oyeyemi had some great ideas and vision for what the book should be, but it fell just a bit short of that for me. I was looking for more content on some of her reveals, which she didn’t have. It seemed like that the author was aiming for a Snow-White re-telling, but it didn’t quite work out that way. I enjoyed reading it, but it left me wanting more. However, this doesn’t make me dread her new book, mostly because I have heard spectacular things about it (I imagine she has progressed significantly since this one). We shall see.
HOW HAD I NEVER READ THIS BEFORE? That’s it, that’s my review. (just kidding)
We have three main characters in this graphic novel: Jin Wang, a kid that’s desperate to fit in and become your classic All-American boy; The Monkey King, an old Chinese folklore about a Monkey King who wants to be acknowledged as a god and will do anything to make that happen; and Chin-Kee, the ultimate derogatory Chinese stereotype, whose cousin Danny, the popular kid, is so embarrassed by cousin Chin-Kee’s annual visits that he has to switch schools each time. In the beginning, they seem to be three separate storylines, but they all come together in the end. This reminded me of the stories I read growing up as a child, in terms of structure. It is nearly fable-like. The illustrations are gorgeous, and are a perfect accompaniment to the utterly heart-breaking and poignant storyline. Here’s a book about the immigrant experience, adolescence, and self-acceptance for the young mind. It certainly pushes you to experience feelings of discomfort, especially every time you read Chin-Kee’s story. The overarching theme of “accept who you are, don’t change for anyone” might feel simple and idealistic, but it works for the intended audience.
Meanwhile, I finally got around to curating my Dewey’s Readathon stack ( April 23rd, mark your calendars! If you haven’t signed up yet, go now). I decided to go with a theme to make the selection process a little easier: books I own that were written by women. This was mostly in order to make some progress with #readmyowndamnbooks and #readthebooksyoubuy, so yes, very strategic criteria-selection as well.
Additionally, I will be hosting Twitter parties on Monday and Tuesday evening, 8 p.m. CDT, which I am very excited about. My plan is to prep for some fun discussions later tonight. Thanks Andi for the opportunity!
Reading forecast for the upcoming week: To finish reading as many library books as I can, and actually return ones that I don’t feel like reading at the moment instead of renewing them again. So much DNF-guilt, I tell ya.
That’s all from me folks! Back to Hamiltome (nearly done with it, SO BEAUTIFUL). What have you guys been reading?
This past week has been a whirlwind, with very little reading time until the weekend. I did manage to knock a few books out of the way, but we both know my TBR is the gift that keeps on giving. Here’s an overview of the week:
This is a collection of essays/memoir by Ann Patchett, with stories from her childhood all the way to the present day, and covering a variety of topics. If had never read any of Ann Patchett’s books before, and was pleasantly surprised by the literary tone of the book. It isn’t just a memoir by a writer, it is a beautifully written piece of literature. Even though I hadn’t read any of her other works before, I never felt lost when she referenced any of them or told stories about them. My favorite essay was ‘The Right To Read’, in which she talks about the time people protested her book “Truth And Beauty” as a required reading for the freshmen at Clemson University, and includes the convocation address she gave there. Here’s my favorite passage from that address:
“Unlike your first twelve years in school, your education is no longer compulsory. What that means is that you are choosing to be here. No one, not even your parents, can make you go to college. Your education is an enormous privilege that sets you apart from most of the people of the world, including most of the people in your own country. Just over twenty-five percent of Americans your age will receive a college education. One in four. I want to emphasis this: higher education is a privilege and a choice. It is perhaps the first real choice of your adult lives.”
A book that brought me joy listening to it, I hope it does that for you.
I picked this up thinking that it would be a collection of essays by/about different women, but I was wrong. I also picked it up because I thought it was meant to be humorous. Boy, was I wrong. It would be wrong to call it a funny book. Witty? Sure. The story revolves around Lizzie and her friend Mel, and through a series of interconnected stories, explores the raw struggles of their friendship, Lizzie’s body-image issues, her subsequent weight loss, the challenges associated with being fat and then being skinny, all the while looking for that validation from loved ones. I think I started and finished the book with a love/hate relationship with Lizzie and Mel. What this book does do is reveal the ridiculousness that is our body-obsessed culture. This will punch you in the gut if you’ve ever been there. I’ve been there. I’m still there.
Okay guys, Wednesday was a long-ass workday that started before 7 a.m., which is before the comic bookstore opens every Wednesday, and ended nearly 12 hours later. I have never been so grateful for digital comics and Comixology until that day. I had been waiting for this series to drop for a while, and only because it was by Coates (Side note: If you have not yet readBetween The World And Me, drop everything now and go read it. I mean, literally, drop your device NOW and go pick up the book. Even better, listen to Coates narrate it, because then you can blame your tears on the onions you’re chopping and not him. Just, trust me on this one.)
Anyway, I was in the middle of my workday when I realized that I wouldn’t make it to the store before they were sold out, and nearly cried. I didn’t waste any more time getting a digital copy (and have reserved a physical copy now that they’ve gone into their second print), and HOLY COW Coates is not here to play, my friend. He has not wasted time or words. The art, of course, is spectacular. If you haven’t already, pick it up n0w. Disclaimer: This was my first Black Panther comic ever and I had no trouble following the story. I’m also sure Panels will feature a piece or two in the near future, so there’s always that.
Angry female protagonist? GIVE IT TO ME. Nora Eldridge wanted to be an artist, but now she’s an elementary school teacher that is “the woman upstairs”- quiet, reliable, and doesn’t get in anyone’s way. Until Reza Shahid walks into her classroom one day, and her life changes. She falls in love with the Shahid family, and is desperate to keep them close. The books starts out brilliantly, with an angry rant that would make most people wary of her: “Really I’m angry because I’ve tried so hard to get out of the hall of mirrors, this sham and pretend of the world, or of my world, on the East Coast of the United States of America in the ﬁrst decade of the twenty-ﬁrst century. And behind every mirror is another fucking mirror, and down every corridor is another corridor, and the Fun House isn’t fun anymore and it isn’t even funny, but there doesn’t seem to be a door marked EXIT.”
She then goes on to describe the circumstances under which she first meets Reza, and for the next part of the book describes getting acquainted with and becoming attached to each of the Shahids. The next part of the book slows down for a bit, but the ending brings back that strong, kick-ass, gloriously angry Nora. There are some points of the book where it feels like something is lacking in terms of plot (I am unable to pinpoint exactly what that is), but all in all, I would still recommend this book.
Yoga update (since some people did ask): I didn’t end up going to a class because I had to run other errands on Saturday and didn’t feel like leaving the house on Sunday, but I did about 45 minutes of yoga on both days. My sciatica was on fire on Saturday, so I did a bunch of stretches prescribed by my chiropractor along with suryanamaskarams (Sun salutations). On Sunday I did a bunch of flow asanas. My sciatica still hurts, but it has definitely opened up a bit, so it’s the good kind of pain. I will be relying on a foam roller for the better part of the next few days.
Upcoming literary things:
The Chicago Reader’s Book Swap is happening on Wednesday, April 15th, out in Ravenswood. I’m attending a conference all day, and will be driving out to this shindig right after. The difficult task is putting together books I’m willing to trade, which I’m going to do at the last possible minute because it is too damn hard.
I’m also really excited for Dewey’s readathon, and I’m looking forward to curating a reading stack for that soon. If you haven’t signed up for it yet, make it so.
That’s all I’ve got, folks. What have you guys been reading? If you read any of the books mentioned in this post, what did you think?