Mathilda Savitch
I didn’t mean to finish Mathilda Savitch. Not to say that I didn’t want to finish it, but it just wasn’t even anywhere remotely close to the top of my list of books I wanted to finish. But even though I bought it and mentally put it in my “read later” pile, I ended up …
Where’d You Go, Bernadette?
I read Where’d You Go, Bernadette? by Maria Semple with my book club after being recommended this book by a friend of mine and then my cousin. Apparently, Maria Semple’s daughter is my niece’s classmate. Plus they live in Seattle, where the book is set, and my cousin’s husband used to work for Microsoft, which …
Me Before You
So, this book was all over the bestseller lists and has amazing ratings on Amazon. I’m bewildered. To start, Me Before You is probably more accurately described as Chick Lit rather than actual, you know, literature. I feel a little bad saying this since I’m always loathe to discount female writers just because a story …
Sweet Valley Confidential
Sweet Valley Confidential is a hot mess of a book that is bookended by an awkward beginning and a nauseating ending. It almost becomes a not entirely terrible book, but tragically-slash-comically crashes and burns in a sugary, taffeta-and-chiffon-covered mess in the last 30 pages or so. Between watching the show and reading the 500+ Sweet …
My Name Is Red
Huh. I liked this book in theory. My Name is Red reads like a philosophical mystery, except it’s only about art philosophy. It’s a story about a murder among a group of miniaturists (which are basically artists), and it is set in the Ottoman Empire. The book itself was originally written in Turkish. The idea …