The Fourth Bear

I finally finished it!

Great fun, as Fforde always is. I laughed out loud many, many times. I actually thought this one was better than his first Nursery Crimes book, The Big Over Easy.

I anxiously await The War of the Words, due out next July. (Does this guy know how to write a title or what? I love it…)

Strangers in Paradise

I started reading this series, and I think I’m up to volume 11 or so. I actually started with volume 2, and I was hooked right from the beginning. This is wonderful character work, and a great relationship story. Rand’s got up to the most recent volume (18?), so I’m sure I’ll keep going. 🙂

Bookends

I thought this was a wonderful and thoroughly enjoyable book about love and friendship. There were a few moments that surprised me (wow, didn’t think she’d go there…), but never in a bad way.

Why do the Brits do chick lit so well?

Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?

Picked this up off of Rand’s shelf, because I wanted something (for once, haha) that wasn’t chicklit.

I liked it. I have never seen Blade Runner in its entirety, so I wasn’t really comparing it to anything. I’d been warned that Philip K. Dick’s prose style is a bit clunky, which it is…he was writing a lot and doing it very quickly, so it’s not so “polished”. However, the ideas he presents are fascinating…what is it that makes us human? How, in a world where artificial life is nearly indistinguishable from true life, do you tell the difference? (and more importantly, does it matter? if the androids had been allowed to live their lives without interference, without being hunted, would they have been a danger to anyone?)

One idea that I kept expecting to be explored more was the question of whether or not Rick Deckard was actually human or an android with artificial memories. (maybe this was something the movie dealt with?)

A good read. I’m looking forward to reading more.

We Thought You Would Be Prettier

Eden loaned me this book, curious as to what my opinion would be. She gave it a lukewarm reveiw on Amazon, which I actually thought was a little too kind.

There were some funny moments…but for me, these usually amounted to a chuckle rather than laugh-out-loud funny. I found Notaro’s prose frequently wandering about, making me wish she’d just get to the point already. I skimmed a lot. I agree with Eden’s assessments that this book needed better editing and that much of it read like blog posts. Well written blog posts, but blog posts nonetheless.

Most of the time, I felt like Notaro was trying too hard to be funny and witty. She’s obviously read a lot of David Sedaris and Dave Barry, but unfortunately her efforts to emulate their style came off as forced to me.

Overall assessment? Meh. I was more bored than amused.

Sushi for Beginners

Here’s what I like about Marian Keyes…first, she writes stories with more complexity than typical “chicklit” reads. Second, the way she uses point-of-view…third person, mostly limited omniscient but sometimes shifting into omniscient, rotating between three main characters.

In this story, the first main character we’re introduced to is Lisa. It’s kind of hard getting into, I think, because Lisa is insufferable. She’s mean and hateful and all-around bitchy. But it’s worth it when you get to the end…

The true heroine of the piece is Ashling, who I found to be extremely likeable in her ordinary-ness. She’s an underdog, and you’re rooting for her to find happiness (which, of course, she does…)

If you’re a fan of the genre, I would recommend this one.

Undead and Unpopular

I still enjoy MaryJanice Davidson a great deal. (Read my Toasted Cheese interview with her here) However, I’ve felt that the last couple of books have been filler. Like the publisher has said “drag this out as long as possible.” The last two books have been very short and weak on plot. Still fun, just little substance. They’re the kind of books you could skip and not really miss anything, and that’s a little disappointing. Here’s hoping the next one is back on track.

New X-Men

I just finished reading the Grant Morrison run of New X-Men (3 volumes). I don’t really know much about X-Men, other than what I’ve seen in the movies. I enjoyed reading this, and I have great respect for Morrison’s writing. His creativity is amazing.

If I were back in college studying communication, I would write a thesis on how comic books in general, and the X-Men in particular, are like soap operas. X-Men is especially soapy, with all the angst and love triangles and whatnot.

Interesting sidenote…when I was just out of college, I started writing (and later abandoned) something about a group of teenagers with psychic abilities, who were attending a special school for the “gifted”. Hmmm…

Breakup Babe

The beginning of this book was filled with shocking parallels to my life. Protagonist (and let’s face it…author) starts a blog after a nasty break up. Sends the link to a few friends. Begins to receive comments from admiring strangers. Forced to attend wedding of younger sister (for me, it was younger cousin) shortly after nasty break-up. Bored by her mind-numbing job, blogs at work, constantly afraid of getting caught. Starts dating and blogs about disastrous dates for amusement. Meets guy through blog and meets him in person, dubbing him “long distance boy”.

When I first picked it up, I thought it was going to be more of what my idea was…a blog-form novel. Not so much. It was more a novel about writing a blog, which didn’t excite me quite so much. (I’m still convinced my thing is possible. Meg Cabot has written entire novels in the form of e-mails, instant messages and inter-office memos. And quite successfully.)

And while the similarities were there, there were plenty of differences. She had a lot more sex than me, for instance. And there was the whole creating alter-egos thing (Captain Celexa, Sensible Girl and Needy Girl) who actually got dialogue in the blog. Clever, or kind of annoying? Hmm…

And she ended the thing by climbing a mountain. That’s definitely not me. 😉

Overall, I enjoyed the writing style but was underwhelmed by the story.