January 2014 Reads

ex01 — January Books Read

First day of destitution because I am absolute shite re bookish restraint—it went rather well. I just rolled around on the sofa, an ear cocked for work shenanigans, napping and reading and feasting on chocolates and napping and daydreaming and napping.

The above books make up the wee dent I’ve managed to inflict onto my To-Be-Read landmass. Frankly, January was not as enriching a bibliophilic experience as I would have liked—the first books read in the year put up a struggle or bored me to tears. Some books were just myeh, their biggest offense was that they existed for me only to help me pass the time.

But, of course, thankfully, there were highlights. I’ve finally read Lady Chatterley’s Lover by D.H. Lawrence (thank you, #LARMonth!)—and the farther I move away from it, the more certain I am that it belongs in my personal canon. As does Frank Miller and David Mazzucchelli’s enlightening Batman: Year One, which probably single-handedly transformed my opinion of Bruce Wayne. I also read the last Sherlock Holmes stories I’ll ever get to read for the first time—which only clears the way for heightened Sherlockian dorkery, methinks.

Oh, January, you strange strange strange creature. And what about myself, having retained the hopefulness for the year ahead? It’s been a curious month—I suppose I am at a nice place at the moment; tellingly, I am not trying to weigh my joys. (Universe, if you’re listening in, that does not give you leave to heap sorrow upon me.) Also, it has been preternaturally cold in my part of the world; my tropical born-and-bred bones are torn among gratitude, loathing, and fretfulness about climate change. I still want to write more, and I am going to read more, and I’m going to spend the sick days trying to do a combination of both between naps—but, yeah, here we are: February.

Imagine that. Right. Only the haziest bookish plans for February. Have just finished reading David ShieldsHow Literature Saved My Life, which sort of crept up on me—I found his Reality Hunger unbearable, by the way, rather untrustworthyLiterature, on the other hand: I have never liked a book I disagreed with so much so much. I have two books left over from January—Susan Choi’s My Education and Jude Morgan’s The Taste of Sorrow—and one book left over from last year—the beleaguering S., which I’ve been thinking of giving up on, actually, as it’s become rather tedious. But—we’ll see, we’ll see.

ETA: It’s Graphic Novels February, woohoo. (Thanks to Lu for the tip!) I’ve got a few ideas re what to read–some Batman comics here and there, will probably get to some Marvel comics—Seven Soldiers of Victory looks amazing, btw—and maybe some sad bastard graphic novels? We’ll see!

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5 comments

  1. You’ve never liked a book you disagreed with so much? I definitely need to look into that one out of morbid curiosity!

    I hope you feel better and that your next reads delight you more than bore you. Also, I like the idea of a personal canon of books. I need to make my list. :)

    1. It was a very, very strange feeling—I was scoffing at what he was arguing for, but he argued for it so well and so decisively that it was just admirable. And there were parts where Shields wasn’t being so ornery, haha, so that was nice.

      I need to start working on my list as well! My personal canon’s hazy—though I can summon a handful of books easily—but I just want to sit down for a stretch of time and start thinking about it seriously.

  2. I’ve only read Frankenstein in this pile of books,and it was really boring.
    It doesn’t surprise me however that you found Lady Chatterley’s Lover nice as it is among the favorites of many a person! I should read it! :)

    1. Reading Frankenstein was like wading through mud for me, hahaha. I enjoyed the parts where Frankenstein’s monster took over the narration—he just seemed to me an infinitely more interesting character. (That is: I was Team Frankenstein’s Monster all the way, haha.)

      Was a little bit apprehensive about Chatterley, because I thought I wouldn’t like it (my neuroses extends even to the reading, haha), but thankfully that wasn’t the case!

  3. […] as-curious counterpoint, though, to last month’s wrap-up: It was my first day of what would be an unintentional book ban. Yes, since it followed the January […]

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