A book you wanted to read for a long time but you haven’t
I’m thinking about Catch 22 for such a long time, when I see it on shelves or I hear somebody mentioning it I just wanna read it so bad but I don’t ever start it and I don’t know why. I always find another book to read and then the process repeats. I hope one day I’ll start it at last and let you know how I feel about it.
Have you read it?
I thought about Sylvia Plath these past days (don’t ask me why). I fell in love with The Bell Jar and I got stuck with a few quotes from there. Here’s one of them for you:
“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.”
A book that reminds you of home.
For this I’m gonna choose one of my favorite romanian books, Forest of the Hanged (you can find it in english at Target). It’s totally worth it and I consider that it would please any reader. I fell in love with romanian literature thanks to Liviu Rebreanu. Totally recommended. It’s cheap and awesome and too underrated for its value.
Most overrated book.
Frankenstein. I hated it and I didn’t even give it a second thought when I had to choose one. This book is the definition of an overrated book that’s boring and it sucks the whole life out of you cause it’s SO BORING.
Do you imagine it being creepy? Well it ain’t. Not one bit.
You can read my review here.
Since I started reading I’ve bought a small pink flowery notebook that I wanted to hold all the quotes I love in the books I read or just some random quotes/ poems I see and don’t want to forget. Maybe some of them will inspire you.
I go through its pages from time to time and I’m still in love with everything I read and I don’t think I will ever get tired of it so the next step I decided to take is to share it with people. Every saturday (or even sunday too, it depends on what I feel like doing) I’m gonna share a quote and maybe state my opinion on it (if I would have anything else to add which I usually don’t). The first quote I picked to initiate it is from The Color Purple by Alice Walker.
“…long as I can spell G-O-D I got somebody along.”
As a classic cinematography lover, I’ve watched the movie The Birds (and read the book), of course. It’s a combo when Alfred Hitcock is the director and the author of the novel is Daphne du Maurier. Same goes for Rebecca.
Besides the fact that I’ve had the book in my kindle for a while now I’ve also heard the song “Rebecca” sung in its musical (yes there’s also a musical based on it). You have no idea how bad it got stuck in my mind.
So I gave the book a try.
At first there’s nothing very impressive about it. It kinda feels like nothing is happening so you might be tempted to abandon it but I went on with it for the sake of the song (don’t ask me what’s up with that because I don’t know, it just hit me).
Daphne du Maurier is building the mystery step by step basically. She doesn’t throw you in a complicated full of suspense action but she knows how to involve you with every chapter. She sprinkles the plot with some plot twists and from a story of 2 lovers becomes a serious act of desperation and murder.
If you’ve read Jane Eyre you might find some common elements: there’s an older rich man, a manor and 2 wives but the spirit of the deceased one is lurking around. The dark and sinister tone of it can surely grab your attention.
As for the characters, I don’t like any of them but the author knew how to build the characters to be disliked but at the same time you are interested in what happens to them.
Last night I also watched the movie. It’s a classic ’40s Hitchcock, how can I not?
I’m gonna say the typical thing that any book reader is saying: the book was better. It really was better. It’s not one of my favorite Hitchcock movies but since I’ve read the book my expectations were…higher than they should’ve been probably. Even though I’m saying this I’m not discouraging anyone to watch it. Do watch it cause it’s a pretty good one. I really liked the guy that played as Mr de Winter and also the role of Ms Danvers was awesome. She nailed it!
My fellow dear Goethe this time caught me with another book of his, The Sorrows of Young Werther.
This is the book responsible for Goethe’s fame but later he started to dislike being forever associated with this one. Wanna hear the short summary of it? It’s something that we’ve never heard before.
- Werther is a young rich man with raging hormones.
- He falls in love with a pretty lady.
- SHE IS MARRIED TO ANOTHER GUY HAHA.
- Werther kills himself.
I was kidding when I said it’s something we’ve never heard before (in case you didn’t get it haha I’m so funny). Yes this is your typical story of unrequited love. A story of obsession.
There isn’t much to say about it. I liked it but I think Goethe’s poetry is better.
Free download: http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/2527
Bright Lights, Big City by Jay McInerney was a book on my to-read shelf that I always skipped… until one day when I was like “you know what, I should give this book a try”.
What makes this book different than the others is the second person narrative that you can rarely find. It’s not the only book but somehow it’s one of the most popular examples if you want to check out this style.
It’s the 1980s and your uninteresting life consists of working, partying and drugs (of course, the main character is based on McInerney himself).
You don’t bother with anything. You work in the Factual Verification department for a magazine in the beautiful New York, want to move on to the fiction department and yet you do nothing about that.
Your wife left you and you seem unable to pursue a real relationship.
This is the life before the internet pretty much. Nobody’s using computers and if you want to find out something you have to check out some records or make a few phone calls to some sources and the whole NYC was high on cocaine and this is the young and foolish life.
The background characters are easily forgettable. They’re uninteresting too. We don’t get to know a lot more about them besides their names and some basic info.
This book sends such a careless vibe that actually makes you feel careless about it but don’t get me wrong, it’s not a bad book, but it ain’t a great one either.
I haven’t read some erotica in a really long time so I just picked out Little Birds by Anais Nin.
I got to the end of it 50% out of curiosity and 50% because I just wanted to finish it, it’s a short not-so-awesome book so it’s not worth it to read it for 100 years. What can I tell you about it is that it’s pretty boring. The stories give me the feeling that they’re just thrown there and they didn’t really get to me. I felt distant towards it. They didn’t intrigue me or made me feel anything.
I didn’t really enjoy the idea of men messing around with 16 year old girls tho’ I liked the first story when all the girls ran away when they saw him in all his glory around them. Come on, that was pretty funny.
The stories have many things in common and they might seem familiar at some point which was pretty nice and made me imagine some bonds between them.
Overall this was not my cup of tea but I’m glad I’ve read it and it’s an appreciated classic.
For halloween I saved a place for a creepy book that would suit this holiday and I decided to go for Frankenstein. I couldn’t be more dissapointed, I’m serious. I ruined my halloween reading joy.
Rating: doesn’t even deserve a 1 but I will give it 1/5.
If there is someone out there considering this book a masterpiece and an awesome classic, please convince me or just let me know what makes you think that.
I know I’m not a fan of classics or whatever but some of them are really good. I wanted to be freaked out by a story written in that classic old style. Something like Poe. But I just forced myself to finish it just because I wanted to give it a bad rating so people that are like me can find out some bad reviews too, not only the good words about it.
Besides the fact that the descriptions were awful, a paragraph written only about how the wind blows and how Frankenstein feels it, the story isn’t scary, man. It doesn’t have a drop of darkness in it that you can call “creepy”. Some crimes commited by the monster are not enough to make this book a horror one. Look at Stephen King, if he would’ve written it some crazy stuff would’ve happened. Not just deaths of people Frankenstein knew.
I appreciate Mary’s ambition to write a creepy book at 18 years old but this was so bad and awfully boring, I don’t even have words. It took me 5 days to finish it and it doesn’t even have 200 pages.
If you haven’t read it yet, you can go for it but embrace yourself for major boredom.