Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance is not
at all what I thought it was going to be. I had envisioned a book that
had some general wisdom veiled in motorcycle maintenance metaphors, I was
not expecting a full blown philosophy book. For much of my life, I have
been in the Aristotelian camp, but lately I have been broadening my thought
process because of a few points of life that still confuse me. This book
opened new doors that I did not know existed so it took me longer to
read and ponder, but I am quite glad I got around to reading this.
Fates and Furies is yet another work of
literary fiction with a dramatic amount of metaphor and flowery
language. This is a heavy book with a wide variety of twists
and turns and themes relating to belonging and loneliness. I definitely
recommend it, but it drags on at times in a flurry of pretense.
Thank goodness for leap day as I managed to technically get in another book
in February. I forgot why I added The Bell Jar to my wishlist,
but it was sitting there when I went to buy another set of books so I figured
why not give it a shot. I think I wanted to read something by Sylvia Plath
as I have heard her name floated about but never really got around to it before.
As this is her only novel, it was a natural choice.
I was in an airport bookshop and saw The Goldfinch
on the shelf. I picked it up and glanced at the back cover, decided
that yes I would like to read this but based on it's heft not on
this trip. My Kindle has been the sole source of my reading for
quite a while now, so picking up a random book to lug around on
a trip just didn't make sense. I added it to my wishlist and I finally
got around to finishing it now. It took me three weeks to work through
both because it has heavy prose as well as my preoccupation with
I am not sure where I had first heard of Siddhartha,
but it has been in the back of my head as a book that I should
read at some point. Originally written in German in 1922, this is
truly an odd book.
All the Light We Cannot See has been constantly
recommended to me, it was a top book of the year a couple years ago,
as well as a Pulitzer Prize winner. What put me over the top to finally
add this to my reading list was glancing at a few of the reviews for
The Nightingale which said this book was better than that one in
the genre of World War II historical fiction. To that point I think I
Amazon created a TV series semi-based on this book and it was
available as part of the Unlimited Kindle reading program on
Amazon, so I decided to check it out. The Man in the High Castle
is a mindfuck. Seriously, I might have to read it again or just
think about it for a while before I really understand what the
hell happened. Nonetheless, it was pretty good.
Amazon started a program called Kindle First
where you can pick one of six books each month to get for
free. Of the six choices for January, I decided to pick
The Moonlit Garden. I probably would not
have picked up this book otherwise, and after reading it
I would not really jump to read something by this author
again. Although the book was ultimately not bad, it was not
my style and I think the overall quality of the book was
The movie Fight Club was good, but I always heard that
I should read Fight Club as it was
much better. Typical. In fact, this is such a universal
fact that the only reason I think people say "the book
was better" anymore is to prove they read or to establish
themselves as somehow above the normal movie going masses.
Was the book better than the movie? Yes, no, it was the same
basic thing, but when your imagination gets to fill in gaps
that come pre-packaged in the visual format of cinema you are
left feeling like this is more satisfying because I was part of
the creative process.
I have seen The Power of the Dog on Amazon for quite
some time now; the cover kept drawing my eye and the description
was enough to have me put it on my wish list more than once
forgetting that it was already there. I finally got around
to reading it, and man was it good.