Book Rewind: 2015

Looking back on 2015 I wasn’t as successful as I’d liked to have been in regards to reading. I love reading. But in 2015, I didn’t read much. While I checked out a slew of books between the NYPL and BPL, only a handful captured my attention and stole my heart. Here are the books I managed to consume in their entireties in the past year:

FOUR QUARTETS by TS Elliot
A lovely little book of poems that after seeing Interstellar I thought I’d try my hand at. Totally worth it.

THE MOST OF NORA EPHRON by Nora Ephron
I’m still making my way through this book – had to buy because I wasn’t finishing it fast enough – but this cross section of her life’s work, I want to believe, captures the spirit the collective “we” lost too soon.

UNACCUSTOMED EARTH, THE NAME SAKE, INTERPRETER OF MALADIES, THE LOWLAND by Jhumpa Lahiri
Easily now my favorite author. Every sentence paints a story that could take a lifetime to dissect. Her words are simply food for the soul.

STIFF: THE CURIOUS LIVES OF HUMAN CADAVERS by Mary Roach
For a subject so taboo, terrifying, and mystical, Mary took me on a journey that I’ll never forget. Plus, the levity and comedy attached to such a realm of morbid oddities helps the digestion of this novel.

FUNNY GIRL by Nick Hornby
Read this. That’s all I can say. This was my first Nick Hornby novel and I’m scared to try his others as I feel they won’t be as relative, poignant, funny, or emotionally pleasing as this one. Cheers to you Hornby and thank you.

CAREER OF EVIL by Robert Galbraith
I see you JK Rowling! While always an uphill climb to get into the true meat of the mastery of her storytelling, I simply could not put the latest Cormoran Strike novel down. Can’t wait for the next installment!

REVOLUTIONARY ROAD by Richard Yates
Loved loved loved the film version of this epic masterpiece but words cannot accurately describe how much I lost myself in Yates’ prose. Despite the fact that I pictured Leo, Kate, Kathy, and the rest of the all star cast while reading this novel, it was like peeling back the curtain to look at the Wizard of Oz. The pleasure is in the details.

BROOKLYN by Colm Tóibín
Again, saw the movie first but was left wanting more as the cinema lights brightened to its full luminosity. While Nick Hornby may have written the screenplay adaptation to this novel, Tóibín whisked me away on an adventure from Enniscorthy to Brooklyn and back again in this charming novel.

Perhaps now I can manage to write a novel of my own!

Harriet the Spy

In regards to children’s lit I’m still playing catch up to my friends who read such classics like Alice in Wonderland or The Secret Garden. This year I’ve already tackled A Little Princess (amazing!) and I just finished Harriet the Spy over the weekend. Where were all these spunky heroines when I was a kid?!

In elementary school, if it wasn’t a Civil Rights children’s book or something out of the American Girls collection I didn’t read it. And then middle school happened. I was suddenly reading the Harry Potter series, Michael Crichton’s fiction and non-fiction, Robin Cook’s medical thrillers, Tolkien, and Stephen King. Not sure what happened there transition wise…but I digress.

Here are some quotes I rather liked in Louise Fitzhugh’s Harriet the Spy:

Always say exactly what you feel. People are hurt more by misunderstanding than anything else.

And this one:

When somebody goes away there’s things you want to tell them. When somebody dies maybe that’t he worst thing. You want to tell them things that happened after.

Last but not least:

Another thing. If you’re missing me I want you to know that I’m not missing you. Gone is gone. I never miss anything or anyone because it all becomes a lonely memory. I guard my memories and love them, but I don’t get in them and lie down. You can even make stories from yours, but remember, they don’t come back.

The end!