What I’ve read while I’m recovering
I think I am finally on the mend, after what must have been both a flu AND a cold, and after several mugs of ginger tea, which settles the stomach even as it burns off the inside of my mouth.
And so I bring a mini book review.
Bryce Courtenay, Sylvia. Completely atrocious. Mostly I enjoy his books, and even this one sped itself right along, but it was terrible anyhow.
Eileen Favorite, The Heroines. Great promise, but it rather petered out at the end. Somewhat reminiscent of The Eyre Affair, but less funny.
Ruth Rendell, Not in the flesh. One of her less good books. I think she’s running out of Wexford plots.
Nikita Lalwani, Gifted. A somewhat sad book about a first generation immigrant in Wales, pushed into doing math very young.
Steven Hall, The Raw Shark Texts. A very very good book (apparently to be made into a movie with Tilda Swinton, though I cannot imagine who she will play), about someone who has had his memory eaten by a conceptual shark, and his quest to find out what that means. The writing is adequate at best (with flashes of much better), but the narrative structure is clever as all hell, and the whole thing is lots of fun.
January 10th, 2008 at 8:54 am
Hooray for feeling better! And sorry so many of your sick-days books were not so good.
January 10th, 2008 at 10:52 pm
I checked out the one you recommended about the last day in the world or something like that. I think I wrote the title down wrong b/c it didn’t come up at the library, but I found what I think it was. Was the author Mullens? Anyway, I’m glad you’re on the mend!!