I got kind of bogged down by nonfiction this month and ended up cramming in whatever fiction I could that wouldn’t take too many brain cells (see: the last three books). Don’t you hate it when all the nonfiction you’ve ever put on your hold list comes in at once? In addition to the three listed below, there are others I haven’t even finished yet.
Fascinating. I knew only the most basic facts about the history of the space program and loved learning about it from such a human-interest angle. I’ll admit I couldn’t always keep all the wives straight because there were so many, but I didn’t try to force it. It’s not like there was a test upon completion;)
This was very readable, for what was essentially a dry, fact-based book. I enjoyed it more than I thought I would. I definitely have more to say about it, especially having read it during a two-week period where I ate zero sugar (or as close to it as I could get, considering sugar is in EVERY FREAKING THING EVER.) At the end of the two weeks I ate a hamburger, with bun, while at one of Thomas’ races and it tasted like they’d slapped a candy bar on the meat instead of bread. Why so much sugar?? WHY?
Moonwalking with Einstein by Joshua Foer
Low expectations can be helpful. I wasn’t expecting much, after Janssen and RA’s reviews, but I actually kind of liked this. It helped immensely to know what parts I should skim/skip, though. (Anything in the first half related to the competitive memory circuit.) I probably only read about 2/3 of the book.
I was pretty underwhelmed by this one. It was supposed to be as good, if not better, than Good in Bed (which I read last month) and was even made into a movie. I was pretty bored, though. Part of it might have been I was confused as to which Cameron Diaz movie this was and kept wondering if someone was going to get cancer. (In Her Shoes vs My Sister’s Keeper, neither of which I’ve actually seen.)
Often by the time I receive a book on my hold list, I’ve forgotten why it was there in the first place. I just assume someone I know recommended it and it’s fun sometimes to read a book with absolutely no idea what it’s about. In this case, I’m glad I did, because after reading I figured out I asked for it because Elizabeth compared it to Gone Girl (and hated both books).
I didn’t think it was like Gone Girl (which I loved) at all. Not in an it-was-worse way (though it was), I just didn’t see the ending as a plot twist. Sure, it was a literary mystery, and relevant information, some of which was surprising, was released verrrrry slowly…but it all fit. Nothing made me see everything in a new light. Sure, it turned the light on, but it’s not like a sudden switch to blue light.
(I sense this metaphor isn’t working.)
ANYway. You can see I put this in the meh category. For me it was a worthwhile diversion. Something I enjoyed reading, but not anything I’m going to run out and encourage everyone to read.
I read some more of these, too, which are quickly sliding towards “No” territory. In the last one, she eliminates two suspects with the exact same motive because they were together. As if they couldn’t have just done it together. Or covered for each other. It’s not as if I didn’t know what I was getting into, though. True crime novels they are not.