So, it’s week two and I’m still trying to go strong with my new routine. I’m actually doing pretty well at sticking to things at the moment. Since September I’ve been doing some form of exercise (nearly) everyday. I’m so fucking smug at the moment but, don’t worry, I won’t turn into one of those people that constantly mentions how fucking awesome I am. I won’t be tweeting about my post-workout high or anything. Doing more than I was doing wasn’t exactly difficult. However, it does mark the beginning of a new age where I make myself promises and really try and stick to them. So I’m naively hopeful that this can work… provided I start reading some fucking books that is.
Yep, still not finished. I’m so near the end but the purchase of my Kindle (I’m getting to it tomorrow) has turned my attention away from this book. I’m still a little unconvinced by Krakauer’s methods but it at least creates a dialogue about a subject that needs to be discussed.
- Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell
After reading two fairly intense books I was really in the need for something simple and light. I wasn’t a fan of Eleanor and Park so didn’t imagine I’d really love this. So far I’m not so full of hateful but I’m starting to get annoyed by the usual YA bullshit. The problem with YA as I see it is that all of the ridiculous teen problems that matter to teens has to be viewed sympathetically. The narratives portray teen issues with absolute sincerity which is fine when you’re a teen. I’m 28 years old and I can’t help but view all of their problems as silly and childish. However, I can sympathise with Cath to some extent. Probably because she’s so fucking generic that most people would be able to. We’ll see how this goes.
- The Armageddon Rag by George R.R. Martin
I couldn’t do it. It was too exhausting carrying on with this book. Not because it’s not good: I was really enjoying it. I just don’t have the time to do it at the moment. I’ve bought a load of books I’m eager to read and the thought of slogging through one of these mammoth chapters just saps all my energy. I’ll finish it later.
- What She Left by TR Richmond
A book I read about in a shitty magazine at work and was sort of interested in. It’s the story of a young girl who was murdered and the university professor that is obsessed with trying to solve it. The novel is intriguing thanks to its use of the imprint people leave behind. In the modern world there are endless traces of people online and in their personal relationships. How much can you find about someone just by researching them a bit? The sameple I’ve read gave an insight into modern society and social media but I haven’t been wowed enough to buy it. I probably will though. It was a quick read.
- The Moor’s Account by Laila Lalami
Every year the Man Booker Prize longlist comes out my ‘Want to Buy’ list increases by almost the exact number of the list. This year was no different but I know from past experience (I’m talking about you The Kills) that I’ll buy something and it’ll sit on my shelf for years. So when I discovered this in the Kindle store for 99p I thought I’d be stupid not to. During my Postgraduate degree I did a module on Race and Difference during the Romantic Period and became fairly interested in the role race played in literary history. As such, this book sounds right up my street and I’m looking forward to getting started.
- The Chimes by Anna Smaill
Another book I bought as a result of the Man Booker Prize and a small price in the Kindle Store. To be honest, I was less convinced by the sound of this than the other members of the longlist. It sounded a bit like that shitty Doctor Who episode ‘The Rings of Akhaten’. Although, it’s an interested concept for a book: a world where music is the language of choice. There have been plenty of good reviews for Smaill’s debut so I may as well give it a go… especially for £1.99.
- Lexicon by Max Barry
- Master of None
It’s impossible not to love Aziz Ansari. He’s utterly adorable and really fucking funny. I know Netflix are going mental about his new series but it’s for good reason. Ansari has written, with co-writer Alan Yang, a fantastic comedy that actually has something important to say at the same time. The messages Ansari is sending out about race, gender, age and love are brilliant. It’s an intelligent script that speaks truths that need to be told to modern society. I sped through the first series and now I’m sorry it’s over. Bring on series 2.