Posts tagged my reading
Just read: The Judgement and In the Penal Colony by Franz Kafka
Yikes! Grim! Wasn’t expecting that. Quite enjoyable though, in an unpleasant, gory sort of a way.
Just read: Bringing it all back home by Ian Clayton. Glorious, beautifully written memoir about growing up in the north, places and people, and above all, music. Also, totally and utterly heartbreaking. I cried and cried.
Abandoned: The Accidental Billionaires by Ben Mezrich. I got halfway through but couldn’t take the awful writing any longer. Watch the film.
Just read: Who Will Run the Frog Hospital? by Lorrie Moore. Beautifully written and found myself totally hooked in some sections, but overall it felt like hard work. I’m not sure why either. There isn’t much of a story, but then that’s not much of a criticism, generally speaking. I think, perhaps, sometimes, a book simply isn’t one’s particular cup of tea. And that’s all there is to it.
Just read: The Sense of an Ending, Julian Barnes. Clearly well written and beautifully paced, but not enough soul for my ever so sensitive tastes. I like sentences that surprise me and characters with hearts as well as minds. I can see why it won the Booker, but yeah, I was a bit like, whatevs mate by the end.
