So, this year one of my resolutions was to get back into the reading mode. Having recently graduated from college (and being a Writing, Literature, and Publishing major to boot) I had to read endless amounts of books. Some books I loved, while others I wanted to burn and/or toss out a window. I’ve found as a writer and editor that it’s hard for me get into a book, because I’m always subconsciously proofreading, and predicting where the story goes. Nevertheless, I’m determined to approach my reading with an open mind, so here’s my thoughts on the books I’ve read this year so far, in the order that they were read:
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J.K. Rowling - I will readily admit that I loved the fourth book in this series. I liked the first through third books well enough, and hated (not even strongly disliked, flat-out hated) the fifth through seventh books. As I read the seventh book, I couldn’t help but silently criticize Rowling. It has become evident to me (and to many other people) that she is not, in fact, a good writer at all. Rather, she has a good editor, and a penchant for lifting material from other fantasy novels. The plotlines throughout the series became more and more contrived, and I still am annoyed at thinking how much money she continues to make.
The one thing that she does remain good at is dialogue. I readily admit that dialogue is not my strong suit in writing, and envy her witty colloquialisms and ability to keep the dialogue interesting. However (and this is a plot spoiler of sorts here) , the way she chooses to end this last book is awful. I was hoping for twists and surprises, and instead I got none of either. She took the safest route, and the book suffered because of it.
The Sky Isn’t Visible From Here by Felicia Sullivan
So far, this is my favorite read of the year, and I’m not just saying that because Felicia’s a friend. This book is painfully real, but beautifully written. Her memoir is one of struggle, self-realization, and questions that might never be answered for her. I loved how it wasn’t written in a linear plotline either; it’s various vignettes from her life woven together. The ending left me in tears. I can’t recommend this book enough!
Ace of Spades by David Matthews
The premise behind this memoir is an interesting one: a man (David) has a black father who was a friend of Malcolm X, and the editor of a black newspaper. David’s mother was a white Jewish woman who kidnapped David as a baby and took him to Israel. David was returned home, but his mother disappeared. Never having known a real mother figure, aside from his grandmother, David’s adolescence in Baltimore was one of racial confusion, and hiding who he really was. I’m on the fence with this book. David’s life is an interesting one, but he has an elitist way of writing that kind of left me cold. This might have been deliberate, as he peppers the text with “big words” that even I, a well-read and educated person, couldn’t understand. However, this book is a real eye-opener when it comes to learning about race relations.
I Am Not Myself These Days by Josh Kilmer-Purcell
Such a witty, fun read, although very poignant at the same time. This is a memoir, but the author mentions that it’s “The truth in drag.” This is an interesting look into the period of Josh’s life when he was a NYC drag queen dating a drug addicted male escort. Josh’s writing is very reminiscent of David Sedaris, although less neurotic. It’s graphic, however, so be prepared. I definitely recommend this book as a beach read!