at one point in my college career, i was a media studies major. in addition to books, the mediums of television and film were fascinating and entertaining. so it would stand to reason that when the new tv season kicks off, the amount of reading i do takes a steep dive. add in movie watching while the boyfriend is watching football, and it takes even more out.
this month was the month of the not-finished book. i started a fair number of them, and have as of yet to finish most of them.
i don’t care about your band julie klausner – this book was pretty damn funny. klausner, a comedy writer and performer with the upright citizens brigade, should have written this book years before. she goes on to describe her failed relationships over the years in hilarious detail. awesome.
garden of last days andre dubos – i got most of the way through this (and there’s still some hope i’ll manage to finish it). the story itself isn’t very engaging. told through multiple viewpoint, the plot unfolds in the remaining days before 9/11. dubos seems like he researched this meticulously, and his writing style is wonderful. but it’s too fragmented for me.
the real life of alejanrdo mayta mario vargas llosa – i’ve started this. who knows if i’ll finish it. i’m reminded of my attempts to read the general in his labyrinth by gabriel garcia marquez. it took me weeks to wade through it.
the recessionistas alexandra lebanthal – i wanted to like this book. i really did. but it was so poorly written that it was a struggle to finish it (i ultimately didn’t). set in 2008 in NYC, at the start of the economic collapse, it follows several wealthier than wealthy families as they navigate the new financial landscape. topical, certainly, but lebanthal really should have read her dialogue aloud. the whole book was stilted, but her conversations between characters were awful and unnatural. why her editor glossed over this, i have no idea.
juliet anne fortier – i finished this one! glad i did, too. it was positively delightful. julie jacobs, after the death of her aunt, runs off to italy on wild goose chase to find a treasure her mother supposedly left her. along the way, she discovers she is most likely a direct descendant of the giulietta tolomei, whom shakespeare supposedly based romeo and juliet on. against the backdrop of siena (which sounds like a marvelously old city) she tries to break the curse that’s hung over her family for centuries. love love LOVE this book.
and yes, i’m still trying to finish oracle bones. yes, it’s been almost six months since i started it. one more month and then i give up.