When I was a kid, I was a complete and total bookworm. The first email I ever received was from Ann M. Martin, author of The Babysitters Club series. I could knock out one of those books in an afternoon. My mom still has a letter I wrote her at probably 8 years old when I got in huge trouble for something. The note begged and pleaded (it included the phrase “puh-lease” – I’ve clearly grown out of that dramatic phase) for her not to take away my books while I was grounded.
Then I hit middle school and started reading magazines. While I devoured those, I pretty much stopped reading books other than occasionally skimming the ones I was assigned for school. The Epic of Gilgamesh just did not capture my attention.
Fast forward, oh, a few years, and I have rediscovered my love for reading. One of my friends introduced me to an app called OverDrive that allows you to download audiobooks and ebooks from the library onto your device. Now, I have a book with me wherever I go. Things that used to drive me crazy like standing in long lines at the grocery store or waiting for an appointment are now opportunities to turn a few more pages of Amy Poehler’s hysterical writing. While I’m nowhere close to my father’s pace of reading about 73 books per week, I’ve finished around 12 books since Christmas (plus a cookbook), which is about 10 more than I used to read per year. Don’t judge.
A few were pretty meh, and one was terrible, but here are a few that I enjoyed the most. (Disclaimer: if you choose to purchase anything through the links in this post, I will receive a small commission. All opinions are my own, and I am only recommending books I genuinely enjoyed.)
First, Bossypants. Tina Fey is just the queen. Anything else I add will only take away from the book.
After reading a few memoirs, I was ready for something different. The Woman in Cabin 10 by Ruth Ware popped up on a few lists I saw of books “you can’t put down.” That was an accurate description. I think I read half the book after waking up one weekend at 2am. A travel journalist on a luxury cruise is sure she hears the woman next door in cabin 10 fall off the ship in the middle of the night. The next day, nobody on the ship believes that there was ever a woman in cabin 10.
Right now, I’m halfway through Brain on Fire: My Month of Madness by Susannah Cahalan. My aunt recommended this book to me, and it is both terrifying and fascinating. Cahalan tells the true story of several years ago when she started having mysterious symptoms that everyone believed to be the start of a nervous breakdown. It reads like an episode of House, with doctors frantically trying to diagnose her and people doubting the legitimacy of her medical concerns. I’m dying to know what will happen next, but…
I have to read this first. Earlier this month, a few ladies in my area decided to start a book club. Riding my reading high, I jumped at the chance to join them! Our first meeting is this coming Tuesday. Thankfully, I went back the other night to take a second look at the evite because I discovered that they had already chosen our first book. I’ve heard this one is another page-turning thriller, so I’m excited to read it. I’m even more thankful, though, that I realized my error before showing up to make a really poor first impression as the scatter-brain who didn’t know I was supposed to have already read the first book. Oops.
With only 28 more school days (I mean, if one were keeping count…), I’ll have a lot more time on my hands pretty soon. What are you reading? What do I need to add to my list?