I’ve been doing quite a bit of binge reading lately, eager to catch up on months and months of book fasting summer. Yes, I’ve been busy, and yes, it hasn’t been the easiest, most reading friendly summer I’ve had so far, but I’ve got no excuse really. And now that London weather’s back to its grumpy, rainy self, and there are less and less opportunities to walk the streets and sip your nights away around pub terrace tables, I’m back to my normal state of affairs, and my cobweb infested book pile.
I kicked off my back-to-reading-or-bust regime with a taste of psycho-horror, and gobbled up my first Thomas Harris thriller, Hannibal. It might have just been a case of Hannibal-the-series withdrawal gone wrong, as V and I had been binge watching the last season this past June, and it seems I couldn’t let go that easily.
So I finished Hannibal in two sittings, and though I really enjoyed discovering connections with the TV series and tying one or two loose ends, it didn’t blow my mind to be perfectly honest.
V says I should have read The Silence of the Lambs first, the best loved book (and movie?) in the series, but I already had Hannibal (have no idea how I got it, triple YAY for growing old and forgetful) and decided I’d just go with that. It’s served its purpose, apparently, as I’m at least not shaking uncontrollably at the thought of the next Hannibal-the-TV-series season release, but it’s fair to assume that as far as the other books are concerned, I’ll stick to the TV version. Unless you suggest otherwise. Have you read The Silence of the Lambs? Is it super duper scary and super duper worth its £5 price tag? Let me know!
Next on my reading list was everybody’s darling these days, Gillian Flynn, and her thriller (I sense a pattern here!) novel, Gone Girl. A friend was reading this and recommended it, albeit reluctantly, saying, and I quote, it might just be deep enough for me to not hate. Yes, all my friends make fun of me on a daily basis. Next question?
It took me three or four sittings to finish Gone Girl, with a few days hiatus while we were in Edinburgh for the FRINGE and to celebrate V’s birthday. I absolutely devoured the first half of the book, and although I later discovered, on Goodreads and the likes, that most people found the first half boring and slow, it remains my favourite part. I guess I enjoyed the mystery, and getting acquainted with the characters’ voices. Once I figured out what was going on, and what each player was about, I gradually lost my interest. I don’t know if this is a pattern with me and mystery/thriller books, as I simply I haven’t read that many. Anyway, it was an OK read. I probably won’t be watching the movie and I’m not sure I’ll be picking another one of Flynn’s books just yet (but that may just be because of my pre-existent, sky-scraper tall book piles taking over my living room). Time will tell.
Last but not least, I finished Stephen King’s On Writing last night, in between episodes of Vikings and chocolate pancakes servings. It’s been lying on my nightstand for a while now, and it’s only taken me this long to finish it because it’s in hardcover format and I’m way too lazy to carry hardcovers around these days. But it was a quick, pleasant read and it’s made me, a reluctant Stephen King reader (I think I’ve only read The Stand and It), to want to pretty much dive into one of his heaviest, scariest tomes. Which I might actually do sooner rather than later (V just got me a paperback copy of Cell).
In the meantime, I’m still fighting my way through Infinite Jest (halfway through, which means I’ll probably be 40 before I finish it. If I survive!), and I also started Hatching Twitter, which is hardly the kind of literature I normally read, but was recommended by my startup-crazed V, and there’s only so much “Read it! Read it! Read it!” I can take before I finally cave. It’s meant to be “A True Story of Money, Power, Friendship, and Betrayal” (insert eye roll) about the development and growth of Twitter, and will likely, V hopes at least, motivate me/us/mostly me into building and launching some equally table turning online monster business, which may or may not end in betrayal.
That’s it for now, I’ll keep you posted as I make my way through the pile. In the meantime, what’s on your autumn reading list?