Friday

s.m.r.t, I mean s.m.A.r.t.

I love to read. I never know what to read though. I am very uneducated in the way of the novel, and don't know what's what when I walk into a book store. I've only read a handful of books but I can safely say that my favourite is and always will be Requiem for a Dream. I like books that are raw, and inspiring. Or disturbing. Like, The Lovely Bones. Great book, very disturbing. But in the last year or so, I haven't found anything that has peaked my interest. I've tried to start reading Lord of The Flies but just couldn't do it. I had never read it, but heard stories about it, and once I started getting closer to the parts I had heard about, I put it down. I've tried reading classics, like Moby Dick, or The Grapes of Wrath, but got bored in the first three pages and stopped. I've tried reading books that no one's ever heard of, like Ham on Rye, or Run Baby Run, but again, got bored...or in the case of Run Baby Run, pissed off at the author. I've tried reading popular books like Angela's Ashes or The Da Vinci Code(I did finish that one), but AGAIN, got bored. The only books that ever seemed to keep me entertained, were about drugs, or killing. A Million Little Pieces, Darkly Dreaming Dexter, Last Exit To Brooklyn, etc.....until now. Fucking Twilight has caught my eyes. I cursed that series for a long long time, just like I cursed Harry Potter or any other juvenile nonsense that found its way into grown up hearts. My mother, has fallen victim to the Harry Potter nonsense........I should be fair, I do watch the movies and do, *cough* love them. But I DO NOT read children's books. Fucking Twilight. I can't stop. I must know how it ends. I must know what happens to poor little Bella and her handsome knight Edward. I desperately need something after this to make me feel better. And A New Earth by Eckhart Tolle, WILL NOT help.

1 comment:

sarah said...

Lullabies for little criminals by Heather O'neil.

White Oleander by Janet Fitch