I picked this up on a whim when I was browsing the January sales. I hadn’t heard of it before and was probably only interested in the cover. Thankfully, it also sounded like exactly the kind of book that I enjoy reading. Although, I’ve never been a massive fan of short story collections. I always find that they’re too, for lack of a better term, short. I’m a greedy reader and want the chance to get to know a character first. Short stories give us too brief a glimpse into their worlds and they end just as I’m getting excited. Still, I was willing to give this a chance and I figured it would be a good read during a pretty busy time. It was good to be able to dip into a short story of two a night without worrying about keeping track of a longer narrative thread.
The weather is getting colder and the nights are getting darker. That means it’s the perfect season for reading thrillers and spooky stories. When I was younger, I was a scared little thing. I freaked out over anything scary. My sisters still make fun of me for it to this day. Although, I maintain that the creepy eyes in The NeverEnding Story are terrifying. I remember we had a cassette tape with ghost stories on them. Suffice it to say that I wasn’t a huge fan. Not that it traumatised me too much. The only thing I remember about it is something about a pig man and I only remember that because there was awful squealing on the tape. But I digress. I’ve definitely got better with scary stuff as I’ve got older. Ghost stories aren’t my top genre but I’ll give them a go.
The Sherlock Holmes stories only books that come close to convincing me that crime writing can work as short fiction. Arthur Conan Doyle manages to whittle down the relevant details so nothing feels rushed. The other crime short stories that I’ve read just don’t manage to get all the details across adequately in a shorter form. When I heard about Lauren Wilkinson’s short story A Scandal in Brooklyn, I had to see if she could do what Conan Doyle had managed.
What have you been reading this week?
April is upon us, which means a whole new TBR to get through. I have a lot of ARCs to get through this month. I really have to stop getting carried away on NetGalley. It’s leaving me in quite a pickle. So many books on top of my already huge TBR.
Once again, I found myself without much to review because I’m still doing terribly at reading. In order to get this post up, I listened to 3 audiobooks on Monday. They were all short and free with my Audible subscription. I guess my lack of organisation is helping me experience books that I’d never have picked up normally. If only I could get through the books on my TBR as easily.
I had a pretty good Saturday all in all. I didn’t do anything exciting. In fact, it was quite the opposite. I was sorting out books that I need to unhaul and get rid of old Instagram props that I no longer use. What made it better was listening to Agatha Christie’s The Thirteen Problems as I did it. Although, the production wasn’t that great. I know a lot of people prefer Joan Hickson’s narration but I get a bit tired of it. She doesn’t really differentiate between characters and I find that really irritating. You have to pay closer attention to who is talking and, in book like this, it’s important to know who is talking.
Despite the fact that I vowed to buy fewer books this year, my Spell the Month reading challenge has made it difficult to do this. I have a lot of unread books but there are plenty of letters that I still don’t have books for. J is one of the most awkward letters for me at the moment and I had to go searching for something to pick up. I read about this when looking on the Booker Prize website. I’m not normally a fan of short story collections because I prefer a longer form. However, this sounded like something that I couldn’t miss. The fact that it’s a J title was an added bonus.
What have you been reading this week?
It’s been a bit of a quiet week on the blog. I don’t know what happened but I just couldn’t find the energy to watch a film and then review it. So, I decided to give myself some time off. I’ve already mentioned that my heart isn’t really in the film side of this blog at the moment. It’s possibly a consequence of lockdown and not being able to actually go the cinema. Or it might just be that I’m stretching myself too thin. It’s always a bit exhausting trying to get every new post ready and find time to read/watch everything I need to. Sometimes, a person just needs to take a break and chop some trees in Animal Crossing for a bit. I’m still trying to decide what my strategy will be for 2021 but I’ll get there. At the very least, there will still be book posts going up every week. I’m weirdly in a reading mood right now.
Yesterday was Haruki Murakami and I’ve seen plenty of people on Instagram picking up his books this month. I decided that I wanted to pick something up and decided to finally get round to this short collection. I’m not as well-versed in Murakami’s short stories as I’d like to be. It’s not about their quality but more about my attention span for short stories. I typically need a longer narrative to keep me going or I just lose my pace. I have lost count of how many anthologies I own but have never read more than one story. So, I was determined to keep to my “read more books from my shelves” resolution and finish this one.
It’s been a while since I last logged into NetGalley. It’s mainly because I hate the pressure of it. I would always get overexcited and request loads of books. Then I’d never be able to read them in time and feel guilty. I lost access to a lot of books and, consequently, my rating went down. So, I walked away and decided to read the books I wanted to buy. Then I realised that NetGalley were offering audiobooks. How perfect? I find it much easier to fit in an audiobook in my schedule. So, I went on and requested a bunch. This was the first one that I got and I was really happy. I’d been interested in this collection but, I admit, I’d been left scared after The Wall didn’t really do much for me. Could this collection be as good as it sounded?