Looking for books for this topic has confirmed that comedy is not my bag. I do not gravitate towards the typically funny. Not that I don’t get joy out of my books or that they don’t make me laugh, but I don’t read a lot of ‘funny’ books.
But I’ve found a few – and realized that when I reach for the funny , it tends to be autobiographies of very funny women.
Is Everyone Hanging out Without me? / Why Not Me? – Mindy Kaling
You’re Never Weird on the Internet (Almost) – Felicia Day Continue reading
I have been terrible with my reading lately. Terrible. I have been doing almost none. So, this spring TBR is full of books I keep meaning to get to and then don’t – like I said, I’ve been a terrible reader. But with the weather warming up, it means being able to sit out on my swing and read. That should fix this problem right up.
Happiness by Will Ferguson – Yup, this one has been on previous TBRs, but I swear, I will actually get to it one of these days.
When an enormous, self-help manuscript lands on Edwin de Valu’s desk, it seems destined for the trash can. The trouble is this doorstopper is a unique thing–a self-help book that actually works–and before Edwin knows it, a chain of events has been started that will have enormous consequences not just for his own life, but for the world at large.
This week’s topic is new to me authors in 2015. This year was a real mixed bag for authors. I read some truly excellent books and a whole lot more that were merely meh. I had a lot of DNF’s over the last twelve months. Even with all the terrible reads, there have been some excellent author discoveries.
If you haven’t had the chance to enjoy books by these writers, pick one and run with them.
Did I really only discover Summers this year? I feel like she’s always been in my reading life. She was the best thing to happen to my book collection this year.
October is full of Top Ten Tuesday topics I’m not really interested in. It’s not that I don’t want to put in the time to come up with answer. I’m just really, really not attracted to any of these book concepts. This week’s topic is dream author duos. I don’t lean towards reading these books, so… Instead, I get to spend a month making up a whole bunch of my own topics. It’s slightly exciting.
If you haven’t noticed, I haven’t been doing a lot of reviewing lately. It’s not that I haven’t been reading, just not reviewing. I seem to have hit several books this year that I’m not interested in reviewing. I was talking about it with a friend recently, and that got me thinking. Why do some books compel me to write reviews and others are a struggle or I know long before I’m finished that I’m not going to review them? So, this week I’m going to talk about some of these books and touch on why I chose not to write a full length review for them.
None of these books were truly bad. Some were actually quite fun. But none of them spurred deeper thought or longer consideration.
Suicide Notes by Michael Thomas Ford
Had potential to open up depression from a teen male protagonist but was mostly predictable.
Fifteen-year-old Jeff wakes up on New Year’s Day to find himself in the hospital. Make that the psychiatric ward. With the nutjobs. Clearly, this is all a huge mistake. Forget about the bandages on his wrists and the notes on his chart. Forget about his problems with his best friend, Allie, and her boyfriend, Burke. Jeff’s perfectly fine, perfectly normal, not like the other kids in the hospital with him. Now they’ve got problems. But a funny thing happens as his forty-five-day sentence drags on: the crazies start to seem less crazy. Continue reading