I’ve been book blogging for two years as of this month!
People over the age of 26, do you constantly find yourself asking where ‘time’ has gone – as if it purposely fast-forwards. How is it the end of January already? Back in november I predicted that my months of reading 10+ books were probably over, surprisingly I appear to have been wrong, and for the cause of reading I have instead sacrificed sleep and sanity. A plus side, I think, to my life slipping through my fingers like sand.
The Beginning of Spring by Penelope Fitzgerald
Mother Night by Kurt Vonnegut. I would have never of predicted this, but alas it is so; beautifully written, but dull.
This time last year I had read four books, and I was miserable. This year I have read fourteen, and I am happy.
- Homecoming by Bernhard Schlink
- Forgive Me, Leonard Peacock by Matthew Quick
- Purple Hibiscus by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
- Them: Adventures with Extremists by Jon Ronson
- The Secret Life of Walter Mitty by James Thurber
- Bizarre London by David Long
- Cat’s Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut
- Some Hope by Edward St Aubyn
- Mother’s Milk by Edward St Aubyn
- At Last by Edward St Aubyn
- Girl, Interrupted by Susanna Kaysen
- A Good School by Richard Yates
- The Sleeper Awakes by H.G. Wells
- The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion (
I’m cheating a little bit putting this here as I haven’t finished it, but I know I will be the end of the day.Finished!)
In other news:
The first month of the I Could Never Do That Book Club has come to a close, we’ve been reading The Sleeper Awakes by H.G. Wells. You can read our discussions here.
Stay tuned for the announcement of February’s book over at the blog!
My wonderful, and best, online friend Manda visited on the Christmas period and the we got to hang out in London together!