Fall is coming, fall is coming!
Okay, I won’t rush things, but can you feel it? I can and I just love it. I know we are still a month away, but I needed a sweater on my walk to work this morning and I could really use some apple pie. Just saying.
Anyways, since fall is creeping around the corner I thought I should give you an update on a few of the books from my summer reading list.
Before I get into it, I should probably confess a few things: 1) I am not a literary expert and read strictly for my own personal enjoyment 2) I rarely, hardly ever know the plot of a book before I read it. Usually I like reading this way because I literally have no idea what is going to happen, but this summer it kind of backfired on me. More on that later…
So, first on my list was The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Frye by Rachel Joyce. This book had been sitting on my imaginary book shelf for quite a while, and boy I wish I had pulled it down earlier. It started off a bit slow, kind of ordinary and plain. At first I didn’t think it was something I would be able to finish because it didn’t seem exciting enough. Then Harold Frye hooked me, he hooked me real good and I just had to know where Harold ended up on his adventure. I rooted for him, cried with him and realized that even the ordinary and sometimes plain moments of our lives are inspiring, exceptional, exciting. It was a beautiful story that I found really moving.
Next up, I read The Universe Versus Alex Woods by Gavin Extence. This was a book I was really excited about and it did not disappoint. A story about friendship, loyalty, doing the right thing and being yourself. Alex is brave and curious, and no matter the circumstance he stays true to himself.
I learned a lot from Alex and Harold and loved following along on their adventures. However my next book, Luckiest Girl Alive by Jessica Knoll, was not quite as easy to get through. Remember how I said that I don’t do a lot of research before I pick my books? Well, I didn’t look into this book and it was a mistake. The only thing I knew was that it was a mystery, sort of Gone Girl-esque. I love a good mystery, so I thought that this would be a great summer read.
Well, it wasn’t. It was really, really, really dark. Like really dark. I would often times have to put this book down and walk away because I simply could not take it anymore. I would lay in bed with tears rolling down my eyes murmuring “I can’t believe this.” Chris would walk in, shake his head and say “stop reading such depressing books.” He might have a point.
At some point, I forced myself to just keep reading and power through it, hoping that the end would make me feel better. It didn’t, not one bit. If you are looking for a lighthearted read, this is not it.
I’ll finish up with the rest of my list next week, but in the meantime have you read any good books (or bad ones) this summer?