I am now apparently that person who cannot read unless she’s on holiday. During the week, the guilt of reading anything other than work related learning materials is too high and by the time bedtime arrives my face doesn’t work any more and just wants to fold in on itself and reboot for the next day.
I need to do some catching up whilst I’m off, when I don’t find time for reading I can practically hear the blood curdling screams of my brain cells as they hurl themselves into the black hole of my vacuous mind. Too dramatic? Yep. My writing almost certainly suffers too.
So I have
two weeks one week left and I’m about a third of the way through Station Eleven. Sigh. I wasted a good bit of my first week off bingeing on Luther. But one week to go, four and a half novels and a cook book hybrid thing to get through and a renewed respect for the brain enhancing power of the written word.
Probably the best book to come out of a blog I reckon. Sarcasm, diatribes and recipes. I’ve dipped in and like it so far.
I started this ages ago and love love love the voice and story. Progress halted, see above re readers guilt.
Blurb: ”ll tell you what happened because it will be a good way to introduce my brother. His name’s Simon. I think you’re going to like him. I really do. But in a couple of pages he’ll be dead. And he was never the same after that.
Matt Haig could write a blow by blow account of the after effects of eating a bad prawn and I’d devour it, his writing is bloody wonderful.
Blurb: After an ‘incident’ one wet Friday night where Professor Andrew Martin is found walking naked through the streets of Cambridge, he is not feeling quite himself. Food sickens him. Clothes confound him. Even his loving wife and teenage son are repulsive to him. He feels lost amongst a crazy alien species and hates everyone on the planet. Everyone, that is, except Newton, and he’s a dog.
What could possibly make someone change their mind about the human race. . . ?
This is the next Bloggers Book Club read and looks like such an interesting story. Not like anything I’ve come across in a while.
Blurb: One snowy night in Toronto famous actor Arthur Leander dies on stage whilst performing the role of a lifetime. That same evening a deadly virus touches down in North America.
The world will never be the same again.
Twenty years later Kirsten, an actress in the Travelling Symphony, performs Shakespeare in the settlements that have grown up since the collapse.
But then her newly hopeful world is threatened.
If civilization was lost, what would you preserve? And how far would you go to protect it?
This has been on my tbr pile for the longest time now, since my mamma recommended it. I already know the twist…I’m good with a spoiler or two so I think I’ll live.
Blurb: Rosemary’s young, just at college, and she’s decided not to tell anyone a thing about her family. So we’re not going to tell you too much either: you’ll have to find out for yourselves what it is that makes her unhappy family unlike any other. Rosemary is now an only child, but she used to have a sister the same age as her, and an older brother. Both are now gone – vanished from her life. There’s something unique about Rosemary’s sister, Fern. So now she’s telling her story; a looping narrative that begins towards the end, and then goes back to the beginning. Twice.
Which I bought after reading Cat’s review and because Stephen King is my spirit animal.
Blurb: A cat and mouse suspense thriller featuring Bill Hodges, a retired cop who is tormented by ‘the Mercedes massacre’, a case he never solved. Brady Hartsfield, perpetrator of that notorious crime, has sent Hodges a taunting letter. Now he’s preparing to kill again. Each starts to close in on the other in a mega-stakes race against time.
How about you? Do you struggle to fit in reading time? Does your mind tank suffer? Read any of those on my holiday reading list?