Sunday, September 30, 2012

Bedbugs by Ben Winters




An engaging story that went off the deep end.

Saturday, September 29, 2012

The Associate by John Grisham




Engaging story, but the ending was sort of anti-climactic.

(And, why yes, I did spend last week sitting on the beach reading classic beach reads.)

The Other Daughter by Lisa Gardner




Lame.

Can You Keep A Secret? by Sophie Kinsella




Near-perfect fluff.

Sunday, September 23, 2012

The Cutting Season by Attica Locke







I'm pretty sure Attica Locke is one of my very favorite writers.  Recommended.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Beowulf: Dragonslayer by Rosemary Sutcliff

Beowulf: Dragonslayer (Red Fox Classics)
I read this to the boys.  I liked it.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Moonwalking with Einstein by Joshua Foer




Very interesting and a lot of fun.  Recommended.

Thursday, September 06, 2012

Tuesday, September 04, 2012

Happier at Home by Gretchen Rubin




I fully expected to hate this book because it combines three of my least-favorite things:
(1) Anything remotely similar to a self-help book.
(2) The overdone and lame-to-begin-with trend of "doing something weird for a year and then writing a book about it."  (Note:  this doesn't apply to The Year of Living Biblically.)
(3) Any book with the whiff of "this is a second book similar to a first book that was really popular--let's extend the brand!"
(So why did I read it?  Because Janssen won't stop talking about it.)

But I didn't hate it.  In fact, I liked that she:
(1) is sort of a contrarian.
(2) didn't say "you should do X because experts say blah blah blah" but rather "you know what?  I did X and it was awesome!"
(3) got a little philosophical.
(4) has a great collection of quotations.

But I didn't love it either.  I found it sometimes shallow.   But it was a quick read, and pretty interesting overall.

Note:  The publisher provided me a digital review copy of this book.



Monday, September 03, 2012

The Confession by John Grisham




This was lame, even for John Grisham.

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