I like books. I love
to read. I used to love my job because
it allowed me to focus on books and the love of reading. I don’t get to do that for my job anymore for
reasons that would get me fired for expressing publicly. So, I will post my book thoughts on my
blog.
What's the best book I've read recently?
Defending Jacob is still stuck in my head from last
spring. It raises a lot of interesting
questions. How well to parents really
know their children? If I was a parent
with a disturbed kid, what is my obligation to protect that kid? What is my obligation to protect
society? If Jacob had been allowed to
grow up, he would have turned into the psycho in Gone Girl. Lots of crazy in these last two book club
selections.
What's the best book I've read ever? Let’s
continue the list:
1)
I have to mention the Outlander series by Diana
Gabaldon again. In fact, I am currently re-reading the series in
preparation for the upcoming television series.
Say it with me, people: This
series better not suck. Part of me is
excited that something I enjoy so much is about to be shown to a lot of
people. Part of me is worried other
people won't love it as much as I do. I
think that's why I never really told people about the books. Aside from the fact that they're very
difficult to explain, I think I would be upset if someone else didn't love it
as much as I did.
2)
I know
it's corny, but I love the Little House on the Prairie
series. I've read the original
books. I've read some of the new
series. I've watched the TV show more
times than I can count. I think my
affection for Anne of Green Gables stems from a similar place. There is
something about that simpler time that is appealing.
3)
I have
always loved Star Wars. Not the newest
trilogy. The original, 1977/1980/1983
movies. From that, Timothy Zahn wrote a
series that picks up after Return of the Jedi.
Heir to the Empire is fantastic, and he reinvigorated the
franchise's novels, in my humble book geek opinion. There have been many series spun off from
what Zahn started. Disney takes the
reigns of Star Wars soon. Say it with
me: If the Mouse screws up my childhood,
I'll be upset.
4)
For fear of my English degree going up in
flames, I am almost ashamed to admit that I love, love, love Janet Evanovich’s
Stephanie Plum novels. They are
pedestrian. They are total intellectual
comfort food. They are silly. They are goofy. They are formula. They are the baggy sweatshirt and pajama
pants that I wear on the weekends. I
love them. I laugh out loud every time I
read one. I read five of them in eight
days. She is a bounty hunter the way I
would be a bounty hunter. Very
"trample the weak, hurdle the dead."
None of us are really bad-asses.
We're all just getting by. Her
other novels show hints of the same elements, but they can't compete with
Stephanie Plum.