Can anyone recommend any? Seems like every new book I read was written by high schoolers with no talent. Shallow and formulaic. I want a book I can get my teeth into, if that phrase is still in use. I like mysteries, and nonfiction, some sci-fi. Not fantasy or had-I-but-knowns. Had I But Known is a phrase I believe I coined for books where there are two guys and a girl and she picks the wrong one. Had she but known he was a serial killer, married, gay, an accountant, she most certainly would have picked the other nerdy, not-as-cute, boring and ordinary guy. You know those books. Or bodice-rippers, as I’ve seen them referred to in Torchwood fanfiction. I don’t read those, either. A book with heart. One that makes you feel like the author had a story to tell, wasn’t just hoping for a movie deal or writing to a formula. Every so many pages THIS happens. There are a lot of popular books like that. I don’t want them. I am a picky reader, so it would seem. Since I can’t really get to the library to see the actual book and decide, I could use some ideas, people. Please.
The Perfect Storm. Now that was a book. I won’t watch the movie, because as I’ve mentioned before, the director’s imagination can in no way top mine, I’m sure. I liked The Hunger Games Trilogy. Again, won’t watch the movie. I guess I’ve mentioned this before. But please, I am desperate for something to read. I just dumped two books from my reader that sounded great but turned out to be about ghosts, and the supernatural, and ooeeooee crap. Real life is fine for me. I used to love Sue Grafton, but I recently tried to reread something cause it’s been quite a while, and it just didn’t do it for me anymore. Made me sad. I’ve read all of Agatha Christie, Rex Stout, Conan Doyle, long time ago. I used to keep a Book book, wherein I kept a list of books I’ve read and books I wanted to read. It seems to have vanished into the ether, even though it existed in the real world. 🙂The Spencer books. I loved those. Robert B. Parker. Maybe the library has them in e-book format. Dick Francis. All surround some aspect of horseracing, since he was the Queen’s jockey at one point. Turns out his wife actually wrote them, and they weren’t in depth reading, but a nice light read. I think I’ve finally gotten past my complete and total Torchwood fanfic addiction, although I still read it every day, and am ready to get back to books, books, books. I love books. I remember shopping at Barnes and Noble, back when I had money to spare, and coming home with bags of books. I miss those days. Or going to the library, and coming home with bags of books as well. I am a reader. I figured out I watch four hours of tv weekly, and am seriously thinking of dumping the tv part of cable, if they’d just give me a good internet-only deal. Which they won’t. There is PBS, thank goodness, otherwise it’s all commercials. I hate commercials. I used to find tv watching relaxing, now it’s just waiting for the next actual bit of the show break between commercials. Nope. Not doing that. There’s nothing I want to see that bad, and if there was, I’d watch it on Hulu or Amazon. Or wait for it to come out on Netflix. I love Netflix.
God, I am a rambling mess tonight. Was really tired and my body is really hurting today, so napped on the couch. Now I am good to go. At 12am. Story of my life. My homemaker today said I am an Owl. There are Owls and Larks, apparently, although I’m not sure where she got that from. I am a night person to the core and have been my entire life. I cannot understand why the world will not adapt to my schedule. It is so unfair.
Thinking of getting Netflix, my son thinks it’s great. I’ve never had cable. Too stingy and then we still have good public TV here (The ABC, no ads, either! Also SBS, also good and only a few ads).
As for books, yep, there’s a lot of rubbish around. When I look on my Kindle for new stuff, there is always acres of supernatural werewolf cowboy romance to wade through before I find something I might even think of trying, haha! here’s a few I’ve read lately. Can’t guarantee you will, of course, seems like our tastes might overlap rather than be identical!
The Luminaries by Eleanor Catton – definitely weird, but strangely addictive. I’ve been to new Zealand (my husband’s a Kiwi) so that made it more interesting
‘Sweet as’ contemporary short stories – anothe new Zealand book. I love short stories as bedtime reading
The Rosie Effect by Graeme Simsion cute but clever romance with a twist
Men we reaped: a memoir. by Jesmyn Ward. Bleak but fascinating. Not a cheerful read but definitely real life!
Anything by Sally Mandel – a bit of escapism without being dumbed down
The Virtues of Oxygen by Susan Schoenberger – pretty good read, bit different
anything by Katherine Mansfield, a vastly underrated and underread New Zealand author
All my puny sorrows by Miriam Toews really good if harrowing…
Anything by Tim Winton – great Aussie author
We need new names by NoViolet Bulawayo. Fascinating story
Unaccustomed Earth – great stories
anything by Atul Gawande. Non-fiction but he really is an amazing writer who makes you think
The Light between Oceans by M L Steadman. My husband hated this and I loved it
That’ll probably do for now, hahaha1
Thanks. A lot to check out. That’s a good thing. I think I’ve seen something about the Luminaries somewhere. Con’t remember what or where, but name seems familiar. I don’t think you’ll regret getting Netflix. I have Hulu Plus and Amazon Prime, too, but I rarely use the tv/movie part of prime, and Netflix is for any current show that I really want to watch but cannot bear the commercials, Netflix is for everthing else. I love it. Well worth what I pay for it, which isn’t that much. NoViolet…there’s an interesting name. Thanks again.