So, I read five books lasy week. Not bad. I also succeeded in getting my unread pile down to 100, though I promptly picked up a few audio books. I normally go for audio books I've read before, so listening to totally new novels will be a new experience for me.
Speaking of new novels, both Sushi for Beginners and 50 Ways to Find a Lover have been in my unread pile for a while. Years, in fact. I'm glad I finally got around to both because I really enjoyed them. They're both 'chick-lit', a genre which I have a not-so-secret passionate for. Sushi for Beginners was wonderfully predictable. The assholes got what they deserved. The people I liked got what they deserved. It was comfortable, but just surprising enough to be interesting.
I mostly liked 50 Ways to Find a Lover because of the main character. She was disgusting, in a very lovable and realistic way. All the stuff you do in secret but don't admit to, she doesn't care. I kind of like that.
Dear Everybody I didn't like so much. It was an image of a suicidal man's life built up from letters he left behind, by his delusional and naive younger brother. A quick read, but not that amazing.
I loved the short stories though. Philip K. Dick may not be good at titles, but he was a good storyteller. I really liked them once I got into them, though they were sitting on my unread pile for a while before then.
Finally, Double Star. I read that for a book club. I only decided to go at the last minute, and the book just dragged me in. Very short, under two hundred pages, and I read it over one day. About an actor who is hired to temporarily fill in for a kidnapped politician. We had fun at the bookclub. We found out what we were all like at fifteen.
I have decided that "what were you like at fifteen?" is the best ice-breaking question ever. No one has a boring answer.
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