A blog of book reviews, by 'Til

'Til I write my own novel, I'll read the work of others and write my thoughts here. . . for research.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Maria the Dirty Writer

There is a blog that I follow devoutly. I check every other day for new entries and cease all work until I’m up-to-date on what A Bougeois Existence has posted. Her name is Maria; She is a 24-year old woman of south Texas who writes dirty novels for money. I know what a great gig, huh! Since I read often, I am emotionally attached to this stranger via her blog. I know about her family life, her medical troubles and her work. Well. . . I know as much as she wants her readers to know, but it’s enough for me and I've become INVESTED. Maria has blogged that she suffers from an ovarian condition that is preventing her from becoming pregnant. Well guess what?

Today, while drinking my morning coffee, I read that Maria is pregnant! I nearly screamed out load. My eyes teared up and held my breath while I read the entire entry. Immediately afterward, I felt guilty for being so exciting. I don’t even know Maria DirtyWriter. How sad am I that reading about her pregnancy brought me so much joy? I tried to rationalize my excitement. It’s the same as crying for a sad book or laughing at a sitcom on TV, right?

Ultimately, I decided that I don’t care what this says about me. As a mater of fact it just says that I am a truly caring person. I am so happy for you Maria DirtyWriter!

Shopaholic and Sister by Sophia Kinsella


Ah . . . the shopaholic conundrum continues!
Here Sophia Kinsell throws her readers a curve ball by introducing a long lost sister to Becky Bloomwood. A la soap opera style. It was a turning point for Becky as she needed something very dramatic to happen to her that would make her want to change. And DRAMA is what the readers got. It was a great idea. However, I thought that Sophia Kinsell wrote the sister's, Jessica, part way to harshly. So much so that by the point in the story where Becky is allowing herself to change and the reader is "supposed" to accept Jessica as a good-guy, I was unable to. I was still angry with Jessica for mistreating Becky. Even more so, I was diappointed with Luke in this sequel. The loving husband we were introduced to was no more. He'd become cold, rude and arrogant.

Overall a fun read, but I wouldn't say its better than the firsts. The story leads you to believe that Becky has learned the evil of her ways and will start living a life with a normal person's shopping desires. However, if she did that then the books could no longer called "Shopaholic", right?

Up next. . . Shopaholic and Baby. As a mother of two, I look forward to hearing motherhood stories. They fascinate me! Sadly, I've made the executive decision not to continue further with the Shopaholic. It's been great Becky. It's not you; it's me. But. . .thanks for a great time.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini


First, I'd like to note that I read this for the newly instated book club. Normally, there is no way that I'd've chosen to read this book on my own. Mostly, because I took a stab at Khaled Hosseini's The Kite Runner and I failed at reading that book.

Therefore, I was more than surprised that I not only completely LOVED this book, but I was also able to understand it. A Thousand Splendid Suns is the story of two Afghanistan women's lives. The story stretches from the late 70's all the way to the early 2000's. It even captures the events of 911 from their point of view. It was barely given a nod. To the women of Afghanistan, war, death, and tragedy are everyday events.

It just so happened that I was finishing up the last few pages while watching President George Bush's farewell speech on television in mid-January. President Bush said something that hit home and made me have a greater understanding/respect for our former President. He said that most people were able to move forward after 911, to get passed it. However, he was never able to do so. I wish I could quote him here, but hopefully I've conveyed the gist.

As Americans, I think that we take our safety for granted. I'd like to officially thank Mr. Bush for all he did to keep me and mine safe while he held office. Lastly, God Bless America!