My husband sent me one of those meme’s on facebook that made mention of my incessant reading this past month. I’m an obsessive reader. What I mean by that is once I start a book I don’t want to put the book down. I don’t think I’m a fast reader but I can finish a 300 and some page book easily in a day. I discovered this during the month of July and began to plow through books like a fiend. Once I had a number of those smaller books under my belt I moved up to the big books just to spice things up. I started small by picking up a book my friend recommended, The Goldfinch.
I liked it but it was a little sad and considering my frame of mind I decided to find something lighter the next time I went to the library. The Color Purple is one of my favorite books so I picked up a couple of Alice Walker’s books, Now is the Time to Open Your Heart and The Chicken Chronicals. I enjoyed these too but still not quite what I needed. While in Barnes and Noble I picked up a book they had wrapped in brown paper with a little description on top about the book. The book was Garden Spells by Sarah Addison Allen.
I loved the book because it was fun and happy with a little magic thrown in. It dawned on me that the library probably carried some of her other books so I proceeded to read, The Peach Keeper, The Sugar Queen, and The Girl Who Chased the Moon. I see that she has another book out so I better see if they have it at the library. Next I moved on to the big guns and picked up A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness. Loved it but discovered it’s a triliogy so the next trip to the library I picked up the second in the series and discovered the third book would be out mid-July. Got the third book as soon as it showed up at the library, I think that was my favorite of the series.
I started bringing home multiple books with every trip to the library and going back the next week to get more. As of this writing I have read besides the afore-mentioned, Chocolate, The Lollipop Shoes, Peaches for Monsieur Le Cure and Five Quarters of the Orange by JoAnn Harris. She has some others that I want to read too. Two fantasy books that I enjoyed; The Ocean at the End of the Lane and then Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman. The writing felt very familiar to me but I couldn’t ever put a finger on what it was. I hadn’t ever read one of his books but he is the author of Coraline so maybe that was it. I read The Witching Hour by Anne Rice, the ending made me mad and again found out it is the first of three but at this point I have no desire to read the other two. Leaving Van Gogh by Carol Wallace, was fiction based on the last days of VanGogh’s life, which I very much enjoyed, and The River Swimmer by Jim Harrison. The last book was very different from the others that I read. Now I’ve moved on to listening to books on tape while I work in the studio, a highly recommended way to enjoy two loves at once.
I feel as though I’ve missed something but overall quite a few books in a months’ worth of reading. It seemed to be exactly what I needed. It appears that there is nothing better than enjoying happy books to sooth a ragged soul. I have come out the other side feeling so much better. Even though it may appear that this was all I must have been up to I also managed to fit in a jewelry making class, a workshop in felting, a music festival and a few other things but mostly I think my head was buried in a book. Oh here’s another one I need to read. See ya.