Now that I'm done with my English major I can read whatever I want. No more creepy Turn of the Screw!
I've gotten into a pretty good routine on the train to and from work.
Morning: read scriptures (lately it's been the Book of Mormon) and the Wall Street Journal (Brett and I subscribe and I highly recommend you do as well).
Evening: glance at the news again and read a book.
I'm now on my 9th book.
I thought I'd do a little review of the books I've read for my enjoyment and pleasure and perhaps for yours too if you're a book nerd like me, which everyone should be because book nerds are the coolest and most interesting people.
The Lost Symbol
First book read on the train was The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown.This is more or less a pure entertainment book. Once again Brown brings out his atheist chops and tries to convince the reader that the Bible was written by scientists attempting to delve into the capacity of the human mind.
Although this is obviously different from my personal and religious beliefs, I still found the plot intriguing and I enjoyed the unforeseen twist at the end. Don't read The Lost Symbol to gain any deep insights about humanity and/or the meaning of life, rather read it on your beach day or as you're waiting for your kid to come out of karate.
Second book read on the train was Bossypants by Tina Fey. I'd been wanting to read this for years and finally I spotted it in my friend's box of books and begged her to let me borrow it. I LOVED her sense of humor. Tina's humor is so awesomely eccentric. Sometimes after I read a ridiculous line, I'd say to myself Alright, someone gets it.She really broke the limits of what it means to be weird and I loved it.
Something I thought was strange is that Tina focused a lot on her body image and Photoshop in the book. Hello, aren't you the one woman in the media who isn't supposed to care about these things?
The Mistress of Spices
The third book read was The Mistress of Spices by Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni. I accidentally bought it for my Asian Literature class and decided to give it a whirl. It's a fantastical story about a young woman that decides to dedicate her life to the Indian spices and helping others. She forsakes her beauty, but then she falls in love with an American man. Oh no!
I really loved her lyrical writing style and eloquent Indian imagery. I felt like I could taste all the spices. Yummmmm.
The fourth book read on the train was Little Bee by Chris Cleave. This book was very, very sad. I'm amazed at all the atrocities that happen around the world today, many of which we are unaware. The main character is Little Bee, a Nigerian refugee who has lost all her family and finds a haven in a British home. That part of the story was sad and beautiful.
But, that part of the story was very much shrouded by the British woman, Sarah's, affair with a jerk of a guy. The affair made me so mad because Cleave seemed like he was trying to justify it, or maybe it was just the character Sarah. Even still, it distracted me from the heart-felt part of the story and that's a real shame. I felt like Cleave was trying to tell two novels in one.
Many more novel reviews to come.