Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Books of 2008 - November

Good thing: got a lot of reading done in November.
Bad thing: mostly fiction and inconsequential stuff. I'm living in DHL these days. (That's Delusional Happy Land, not to be confused with the delivery service). DHL requires no current events, no news, nothing seriously depressing.

1. Inkspell. Fiction by Cornelia Funke. I thought this was better than the first novel. Bonus: love the quotations at the beginnings of chapters.

2. Home Sweeter Home. Non-fiction by Jann Mitchell. Meh. I've read about ten books like this. They're all the same. So why do I keep reading them?

3. Inkdeath. Fiction by Cornelia Funke. Conclusion to the Inkheart trilogy. Very good, although I think the second book was best. Call it the "Empire Strikes Back" theory. The second part of a trilogy always has the most emotional impact.

4. The Serpent and the Scorpion. Fiction by Clare Langely-Hawthorne. This book is yet another example of the "Karen is fooled by a nice cover" paradigm. Yuck. I didn't like the first book in this series, didn't like the author, didn't care for the "heroine" (and yes, I use the term loosely), but, and here's the danger of a forgettable book, I had forgotten all that. So I read the second book in the series inadvertently (due to the good cover) and all the same opinions apply. Yuck, again.

5. The Sacred Echo. Non-fiction by Margaret Feinberg. Thought-provoking. More questions than answers, unfortunately, so I'm still not sure whether I agree with most of this book or not.

6. Letters to Malcolm: Chiefly on Prayer. Non-fiction by C.S. Lewis. Gotta love Lewis, even when it causes yet more questions rather than answers. (Noticing a pattern yet?)

7. The Comforts of a Muddy Saturday. Fiction by Alexander McCall Smith. Utterly diverting and charming, despite this author's use of the omniscient narrator. Somehow, what would drive me to distraction with another author is enjoyable with this one.

8. Brisingr. Fiction by Christopher Paolini. I think young Mr. Paolini is finally hitting his stride. He still uses flowery language when simple would do just as well. And it still seems as though he writes with a thesaurus in one hand and Tolkien in the other (plus some Star Wars and King Arthur thrown in for good measure). However, I believe his writing has improved and I'm anxious for the fourth book, which will supposedly conclude the "cycle".

9. The Fighting Lady: The New Yorktown in the Pacific War. Non-fiction by Clark Reynolds. Informative. I borrowed this book from my Grandpa. The Yorktown is the one WW2 carrier I've actually visited and toured. This was read as research for the ever percolating novel, obviously.

10. A Spoonful of Poison. Fiction by M.C. Beaton. Series mystery. I can't explain why, buy these Agatha Raisin mysteries are always a comforting read for me. Must be the "British cozy" factor.

11. Dragon Rider. Fiction by Cornelia Funke. Geared more to the younger set than her Inkheart trilogy. Still enjoyable. Does my book list seem a little dragon heavy these days? Must have dragons on the mind.

12. 44 Scotland Street. Fiction by Alexander McCall-Smith. Deceptively light. Fun to read.

13. Life with God. Non-fiction by Richard J. Foster. Not sure exactly how I think about this book, yet, as I am still processing. Much food for thought.

So that makes 8 fiction, 5 non-fiction, which is very fiction heavy for me. My goal is usually to read 2 non-fiction for every 1 fiction, but living in DHL has changed my reading habits.

1 comment:

Karabeth said...

So, My Sweet,

What is it that you have against flowery language when simple would do just as well? Could it be that said Paolini had a wordy mother as a teacher? :)

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