Sorry, how is it 2nd July? Did we not just celebrate New Year? Have we skipped forward in time?
I didn’t read as much as usual this month but the most amazing thing that’s come out of June is a newfound interest in writing. My friend has been writing her novel for a while now and she told me she just started by playing with characters and a story grew out of it. She inspired me to change up the way I approach writing, and by just making sure I write a little each day, even if it’s just a sentence, I’m beginning to create something I really like.
The first book I read in June was The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood. I’ve been really getting into the TV series which is currently being shown on Channel 4, so I decided to give the book another go. This time, I really enjoyed it, though I did find it petered out towards the end. The world-building was probably my favourite thing about this novel. I love a good dystopian.
The ending was a bit more optimistic than I expected, and I have to admit I always feel this about dystopians – they’re so much more interesting when the characters are living under the regime, rather than when they’re fighting against it. This is why I always enjoy the first book in a dystopian series the most (as well as the fact that the first book in a series is usually the best anyway).
Ooh, I didn’t post much last month, did I?! We’ll have to sort that out in June.
I’ve been wanting to re-read The BFG since the new film was announced, and I finally got around to it. This and Matilda were my favourite Dahl books as a child, but I enjoyed re-reading this a lot more than Matilda, which was a bit of a disappointment when revisiting it as an adult.
Ooh, my April reads were a bit on the small side… I read a grand total of TWO new books!
I did have a book on the go all the way through April, though. First, I started reading I Call Myself a Feminist, which is a collection of essays and other writings by various women, many of whom are well-known for their feminist stance. I read about two-thirds of the way through it in a short time, but for some reason I put it down and I haven’t felt like going back to it since. I will definitely be finishing it soon though as I know I was really enjoying it.
*Ahem* This post may be a little bit… same-y. I read several books in one series and that particular series has, er, 13 books in it. I haven’t read all 13 yet but I am well on my way!
But first, in March, I re-read Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan. This is actually the last book series I discovered that I really loved. In all my life, I’ve probably only really got 4 series that I would say are absolutely great: Harry Potter, Hunger Games (although it took me a couple of tries to love the sequels), Percy Jackson and the series I will be talking about today.
Only 3 books were finished in February, because I was caught up rewatching TOWIE, playing Pokemon Go and watching Netflix’s amazing original series A Series of Unfortunate Events all month. (I was so sad when I finished the final episode. I just want MOOOOOOORE.)
It must have been a whole year since I started my book blog as I think my first ever post was a January wrap-up! How exciting! If, you know, you don’t have much else going on in your life.
So I have been somewhat quiet on the blogosphere, and my 2017 target to love reading again has been a little bit the reason for this. It’s going well, because I am enjoying all the books I’m reading, but the downside is that I don’t have as many ideas for blog posts, because I’m not forcing my way through so many books and therefore having more subjects floating around in my brain. Hopefully it’s just a bit of a blogging slump and I’ll be posting much more regularly again soon!
I’ve decided to stop rating books out of 5. I think it’s making me over-think books and is actually encouraging me to have more negative opinions, because if a book that I loved doesn’t have all the right components then it’s not a 5-star read and it’s therefore not as good as I thought it was. But then, if I thought it was good then it was good, so I’m going to stop doing it. Does that make sense?
Well, it does to me, even if it doesn’t to Tennant, so here are the books I read in December.
1. The Stepford Wives by Ira Levin.
I really enjoyed this one. It’s a science-fiction novel about men who, disconcerted by their wives’ independent thinking, have systematically replaced all the women of the town with robots who look exactly like them but want to do nothing except domestic duties. Our main character, Joanna, moves to Stepford and is immediately disgusted by the lack of feminism in the place. She makes friends with two women who think like she does, but then, overnight, they change and want to stay in and clean the house all day like the rest of the Stepford wives.
I watched the film version of this years ago and the book was very different. I enjoyed the film too, but it was more of a comedy and had a happy ending, whereas the book is, although funny in places, much more bleak and makes a stronger comment on society and sexism.