Sunday, June 27, 2010

183/200

My rating: 3 of 5 stars
This book was recommended for me based on my thesis research, so I am glad I was able to get around to it. I liked Kingsolver's works of fiction, so I thought at least I would be reading an author I already knew I liked. The basic premise is that Kingsolver, her husband, and two daughters move to Virginian farm land with the intention of living locally for one year. This means that all (or at least 95%) of food would come from either their land or the local farmer's market. Vegetables were abundant - fruit, not so much. The family raised turkeys and chickens for both eggs and food, and got lamb and pork from neighbors. The whole idea is appealing to me. I have my own vegetable garden and this book encouraged me to try canning. But the more I think about killing my own food (animal-wise) the sketchier this idea seems. Even if I could potentially kill what I once considered a pet, I also worry about cleanliness and bacteria.Overall, I thought this book was informative but boring. I would have been fine with it being 100 pages shorter. And while I most likely will not be slaughtering chickens any time soon, I will be thinking twice about where my tomatoes or corn comes from. But despite the Kingsolver's disgust, I am still going to purchase my weekly bunch of bananas, especially in the winter when her family is living on rhubarb.


182/200


I'm not going to rate this since I read it for research, but the points about adolescents were not as clear cut as I would've liked.


181/200

My rating: 3 of 5 stars
I liked this a lot better than Pretty in Plaid. I was a little distracted at the beginning because she talks about losing her job after 9/11. Since I just read BITNB, I knew she had already lost her job (and was going for an interview on September 11th) so I was confused about why she was making a point to talk about her timelines like that. I guess another reason it was hard for me to read this after Bitter was because she was going though this cultural renaissance by having pricey meals, and doing semi-expensive things. I guess I am hard on her, but overall I enjoy her writing and this was one of my favorites, although Bright Lights, Big Ass is still #1 in my book.


180/200

My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Dr. Alice Howland is a renowned Harvard professor who is 50 years old at the beginning of the book. When she begins forgetting things, she assumes it is menopause related. Yet after some doctors visits, she gets a devastating diagnosis: she has early onset Alzheimer's. Her illness begins to quickly spiral downward. While she seems to get closer to her children, her relationship with her husband seems to suffer horribly.

I found the book to feel a little clinical at first - like I wasn't really emotionally invested. But as I continued through the book, I found myself engrossed in the story. It seemed that everything Alice once found to define herself: her seminars, her traveling, her teaching, was no longer a part of her. The reader felt horribly frustrated for her when she couldn't remember things or when her family talked about her like she wasn't even there.

My mom recently got a similar diagnosis that my family had brushed off as a catch-all since she didn't give us a lot of information. After reading this, I realize how remiss I have been and how much help I should be giving her. This book really hit home for me.

What would you do if you were in Alice's position? Could you live unaware of your family and basic surroundings? Or would you try to somehow alter your life (or death) to feel more in control? I can't imagine how frustrating that life could be. I would have a hard time having people see me so weak. I hope it is a decision I never have to make.



179/200

My rating: 2 of 5 stars
When I picture a Fabio-covered romance novel, a think of a woman being attracted to a man and eventually falling in love with him. The lesbian romance was far more sexual. In the span of a couple of days, the MC slept with 3 different women. And acts that would be atrociously vulgar in a straight hookup were considered romantic in this book. There was a lot of crying during sex in this book as well. I have never heard of a woman wanting sex sooo much. The cheesy nipple and wet references keep me wanting to stay away from romance novels for a long time.


Tuesday, June 8, 2010

178/200

My rating: 2 of 5 stars
This book had a lot of potential. A young girl goes missing. The story is told from several different perspectives. But it just floundered. It didn't go anywhere. Nothing really happened. Mr. Dees, one of the main characters, is too creepy to be likeable. You don't even want to root for the family of the missing child because they aren't all that likeable either.


177/200

My rating: 4 of 5 stars
I really love Emily Giffin. She seems to have a firsthand knowledge of infidelity or at least maybe the feeling that the grass is greener on the other side. Heart of the Matter begins with Tessa thinking of the last moments of normalcy in one's life- the precious seconds before an accident that changes one's life forever. Yet when her plastic surgeon husband, Nick, is called away from their anniversary dinner to tend to a patient, she doesn't yet know that that is one of those moment's for her. Critics claim the story is slow paced, but I didn't feel that way at all. In fact, I flew through it in 24 hours and wanted more when I was done.


176/200

My rating: 2 of 5 stars
I had heard many good things about this book, so I was really looking forward to it. Maybe it is because I have been out of high school for a long time, but I had a really hard time believing the amount of cruelty and drugs the author portrayed. I found myself rolling my eyes at the dramatics of it all. And the ending really just seemed to fizzle to me. I didn't care about the characters enough to care about the resolution.


175/200

My rating: 2 of 5 stars
I was excited to give this book a try, but ultimately I found it disappointing. It seemed really disjointed and I really did not know what was coming next. It was annoying to hear her refer to her ex and her son by letters. One minute she hates N, the next she is sleeping with him, then she hates him, then he is sleeping over platonically. I'm not saying those aren't all human emotions, because I bet they are. But the way it was broken into sections made it hard to relate to how everything jumped from one spot to the next. This reminded me a lot of Eat, Pray, Love, which I also did not care for.


174/200


Read for SBC 2010 to compare to adult book on same topic.