What I Read This Summer

I’ve read a lot this summer, but I’ve fallen behind with writing about the books. Since there are quite a few I’d like to comment on, I’m not going to post about them individually. Instead, I’m going to offer some brief reviews.

Before I tell you about the books though, I want to weigh in on the topic of e-readers. It’s a discussion that always comes up among my fellow bookworms and bibliophiles. I’m an e-reader convert. I was reluctant at first, but I quickly learned to love it.

Last fall, before our overseas vacation, Jeremy bought me an iPad and and before we left, I added the Kindle app. It was great. Instead of lugging three of four books around all week, I was able to bring along half a dozen titles and it only took up a sliver of space in my carry-on. Plus, I could use it to check my email and backup my photos at the end of each day. The iPad rules.

I also love the ability to buy books instantly, while I’m thinking about them, rather than waiting to get out to the store or for delivery. It takes only one keystroke for a book to be mine. This is actually helpful for travelling too. Sometimes when you’re visiting a non-English speaking country, finding a good book to read when you’ve run out, can be challenging.

At the risk of sounding like a commercial, I have to say – an even better reason to love e-books is the price. I don’t have to wait for the paperback edition for books to be affordable. Most e-books are less than $10.00 and it’s no secret, I love a bargain.

For all of these reasons, my literature consumption has almost doubled in recent months. I’ll still buy some actual books, but these days, the majority of my reading is done electronically. Since there are less books coming in the house, I was even able to get rid of a rid of a whole bookshelf. Less paper, means less clutter – although I still have a magazine addiction to deal with. My subscriptions continue to accumulate.

So, here’s what I read:

This was an odd story about a group of precocious and delusional classics students at a liberal arts college in Vermont. I couldn’t help but imagine, if it had been made into a movie it would have been a little bit Heathers and a little bit Metropolitan.

While I find books some books amusing, it’s rare that I laugh so hard while reading that I have to stop and compose myself. Bad Move is about a man who moves his family away from city life to the supposed safety of the suburbs. Soon after he finds the big houses and wide-open spaces didn’t bring the comfort he was looking for. It’s a black comedy that will make you howl with laughter.

Also notable about this book: the author resides right here, in our little ‘burb.

This book actually deserves it’s own post but I don’t even know where to begin. While I don’t think the French have it all figured out, they do have some interesting views on femininity, gender relations and food. We can learn a few things from our French sisters.

This series jumped the shark years ago, but I just can’t stop reading them.

I LOVE Steve Martin. He’s a true renaissance man and his fiction novels are just another facet of his brilliance. It wasn’t as good as his first novel, Shopgirl, but it was still engaging and enjoyable.

I’ve adored Douglas Coupland since I read Generation X, as a teen. I’ve haven’t missed as single book he’s written since and I’ve loved them all. I guess every great author has a dud though and this was his. Something about this one just went over my head.

These are two separate books written but two separate but equally hilarious women. I just happened to read them around the same time and I can’t decide which one I enjoyed more.

I recommend both.

As a tween I was a HUGE fan of the original Sweet Valley High series so when I heard this book was coming out I was ecstatic. So ecstatic that I even convinced my book club to read it. Now I owe them all fifteen bucks and that three hours of their life they’ll never get back.

It was AWFUL. I knew it would be cheesy but it was so much worse than that. Inconsistent and poorly written, it was another reminder that you can never go back.

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