What I’ve Been Reading
It’s been a while! I haven’t stopped reading though, since my last book post I’ve read eleven books, some of them new!
The Hunger Games, Catching Fire, Mockingjay
Uglies, Pretties, Specials, Extras
These were all rereads, and basically if you haven’t read these two series yet I just don’t even know what to say to you. JUST READ THEM OKAY GEEZ.
My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me: Forty New Fairy Tales; Sweet Valley Confidential: Ten Years Later, Bossypants; The Pioneer Woman: Black Heels to Tractor Wheels–A Love Story
My new reads were a kind of “meh” bunch. My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me: Forty New Fairy Tales is a collection of fairy tales, and while I really liked some, others were annoying and/or tedious. It took me FOREVER to finish it, mostly because of the tedious stories. There was one really long one that was so boring whenever I started reading it I’d fall asleep after a paragraph.
I think we all know what Amy and I thought about Sweet Valley Confidential: Ten Years Later.
Bossypants was like, 75% good? I definitely laughed out loud at some parts, while others got on my nerves. I’m also personally offended that it isn’t available for the kindle in Canada. PERSONALLY OFFENDED.
I bought The Pioneer Woman: Black Heels to Tractor Wheels–A Love Story while I was out of town- I finished my previous book and was idly trolling through the autobiography section on my kindle when I saw it. I don’t often read The Pioneer Woman’s blog, but I knew of the book and figured WHY NOT. Well. Here’s why not: it filled me with seething rage. It made me so angry the way she would refer to herself as pathetic freak because she didn’t always get up at five in the morning or know how to ride a horse well or deal with cow turds. Like, because her now-husband did those things he was somehow better than she was? It just rubbed me the wrong way. The way she talked about her husband bugged me too. She described his eyes as being icy blue-green, icy blue, and a blue that equalled the blue of his starched denim shirt. Is he a Blythe doll? Do his eyes change colour with the pull of a string? She also describes his biceps as both bulging and chiseled, and his arms are called “ample” on three separate occasions, which presents a weird image, because to me “ample” is a word best suited for describing bosoms. I obviously have a lot of feelings about this one.
a full list of all this year’s books can always be found here, and as always, book links are usually to Amazon, and clicking on them might earn me a nickel.