I’ve accepted that I will just not be reading as many books this year. In past quarters, I’ve been up in the thirties. This time, I barely hit twenty. I blame my children (they don’t read my blog anyway).
Still, I feel like I’ve been reading more books that I quite enjoy because I just don’t have the time to give to books that don’t engage me. And I’m pleased with what a wide variety of books I’ve read here – food books, history, historical fiction, middle-grade, a couple of YA books, a few audiobooks, and adult non-fiction. Not bad for twenty books.
I thought that, after how bad the middle book in this series was, the last book would be awesome. I was wrong.
I’ve meant to write a review of this book for the past year. But I have not, so just know that it’s excellent. Enough so that I’ve read it twice.
I kind of need a cheat sheet of the main ideas in this book tattooed on my arm.
This was EXCELLENT. Some similarities to The American Way of Eating, but I liked this better. Someday I may get around to writing about this book (I kept renewing it in hopes I do so, but I never did).
This was just a fun little mystery novel, but I’m surprised by how often I find myself thinking about it still.
This was a bookclub book. I had heard of NONE of the authors and only two of the books they wrote about. And pretty much none of the essays made me want to read either the books or anything by those authors. I kept going back to the table of contents to see how many of the 17 I had left to read. Needless to say, not my favorite book.
This book was just so ridiculously good. Go read it.
After a slow start, this book grew on me. But it’s no If I Stay.
Fun, interesting non-fiction. Kind of a cross between Malcolm Gladwell and Gretchen Rubin (although, to be totally honest, I like both of their books a bit better than this one).
I know everyone loved her Between Shades of Gray book, but I was only somewhat enamored with it (truly, my most clear memory of it is that I cleaned the toilet while listening to it). This one, though, I devoured in a weekend. Who doesn’t want to read about the daughter of a prostitute in post-WWII New Orleans?
I’ve mentioned how much I like this one, right? A very worthy Newbery title.
I will never think about that atomic bomb the same way. And all my friends probably wish I would stop talking about it. Too bad.
Part of the middle of this book rubbed me the wrong way, but overall, I thought it was really interesting and quite useful. I feel like I take responsibility for how I use most of my time more than I did before.
I’d never even heard of her (long-time restaurant critic for the NYTimes), but I loved this book. Also, every recipe I’ve tried of hers has been fabulous. So, you know, I am a fan for life. Her pancakes with 12 tablespoons of butter? Amazing (as they darn well better be).
This book renewed my faith in YA lit. I love a good boarding school book. Also, how many books have YOU read with a love triangle featuring an albino boy? (That’s what I thought). A full review will come at some point, hopefully. But I make no promises.
Not as good as Bringing Up Bebe, but interesting and made me crack back down on Ella’s eating (she probably wishes I hadn’t read it).
There were a few interesting bits, but overall, I just find that I have a hard time getting into Pink’s books.
I almost gave this book up a couple of times, but in the end it was rather charming. Still, probably not worth the long early slog.
This woman can write. It’s not quite as good as Moon Over Manifest, but. . . what is? I just really loved reading this.
Anyone read anything good lately? Consider this the very low-key version of “Tell Me What to Read.”