I was fairly certain that I had already read my least favorite book of CBR7, the horrid pile of stink called Seating Arrangements. But sadly, I was wrong. This was worse. And so disappointing, as I’ve read — and mostly liked — all of Gayle Forman’s previous books. She’s a decent writer, as she proved with If I Stay, and good at developing characters that you want to know more about (proof: the companion book to If I Stay, Where I Went, and the combo […]
In which I decide I’m taking a break from my Cannonball boyfriend. But I’ll be back.
Andrew Smith is pretty much my Cannonball boyfriend. I loved Grasshopper Jungle so, so much. The balance between its absolute insanity and the realness of its characters hooked me quickly and didn’t let me go for the entire story. And Winger? That broke my heart, took it out, and stomped on it…and yet, still left me with a glimmer of hope. I did a little happy dance when I heard it was getting a sequel, and I can’t wait to get my hands on it. […]
“Ka was like a wheel, it’s one purpose to turn and in the end it always came back to the place where it had started.”
Stephen King first published The Gunslinger in 1982. I probably read it for the first time in about 1990 or so, and I’ve been reading and re-reading these Dark Tower books ever since. Because ka is like a wheel, and I really can’t do anything about that, can I? I was nearing the end of my most recent re-read (see my reviews of all the other books), and suddenly found that I simply couldn’t read the second half of The Dark Tower again. If you’ve read it, you know what […]
“Inanimate objects were often so much nicer than people.” Indeed, Miss Pym, indeed.
When I was growing up, my mom was a bit (really, that’s an understatement) of an Anglophile. She traveled to the UK annually, she watched Masterpiece Theater every Sunday night, she was always first in line at our local art house cinema for the new Merchant Ivory movie or a Miss Marple retrospective, she knew who Hugh Laurie was WAY before House, and she always surrounded herself with a pile of “quaint” British books. Authors like Agatha Christie, Jane Austen, EF Benson, Marion Chesney, James […]
All the nightmares came today, and it looks as though they’re here to stay.
I grabbed this one on a whim at the library last week, solely because if its title and fun font. A Hollywood take-down using a David Bowie song as a title? I am so there. I expected gossip and fun Hollywood snark. And now, having finished it, and still not quite sure about why the Bowie song was referenced, I’m actually kind of depressed about the book. Yes, there was plenty of gossip and snarky but also, there was a terribly dysfunctional mother-daughter relationship that […]
I would have liked a little more Knightley and a little less Sam.
There was a lot to like about Dear Mr. Knightley. This is the story, told only through letters to her benefactor, of journalism student Samantha. Sam lives in a group home, and to escape her tragic past, she spends all of her time with her head in a book. Over the course of a year, her life changes dramatically for the better, and we get to read her version of it as it unfolds. I really enjoyed the way that 99% of the story is […]
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