the bell jar wasn't entirely what i was expecting, but it wasn't completely unexpected either. as i've read a few books since then, it's not fresh in my brain. upon finishing it i just welmed, maybe? not overwhelmed not underwelmed, i just took it in stride i suppose. eat, pray, love by elizabeth gilbert was next on my agenda. as i stated earlier, parts of it read like my diary and parts of it i just wanted to tell her to get over herself and quit complaining or dragging on about your year of paid vacation/finding yourself journey. all things aside, i was interested to hear her accounts of india and indonesia as both those cultures are not something i know very much about. soon after i finished the book, i was informed that there is going to be a movie. i'm not sure how i feel about that one...so don't expect me at the box office on opening day.
here's where things get a little tricky. i've been a little indecisive about the past few books to read; therefore i've been multi-tasking and reading three. go figure. some books i have been more successful at than others. here goes: i started devil in the white city by erik larson. i must admit, i've never read a non-fiction that i wasn't required to read. it centers around the world fair in chicago telling the stories of daniel burnham, the head architect, intermittently with an infamous serial killer h.h. holmes. the architect's section can be a bit drawn out and slow (yes, i said it). the holmes section sufficiently creeps me out, and always just before bed. i can't bring myself to fall asleep with thoughts of gas chambers and underground kilns in my head, thus leaving me no choice but to continue on to the more technical and longwinded accounts from the designer's point of view. while house sitting for a week alone, i needed to pick up a little more light-hearted book. so i picked up saints at the river by ron rash. the book centers around a young girl's drowning in the tamassee river. i know you are thinking that's not how i would define a light-hearted read, but it was a nice change of pace from devil in the white city. rash actually lives in clemson, my alma mater, and writes about the upstate of south carolina so many places are familiar and his writing deserves much praise. i did enjoy the read and the book presents a family's tragedy and a town's battle to preserve and protect nature. in the near future i am sure i will get around to his three other novels, as they are all at my house and read very quickly, despite their heavy content. upon finishing saints at the river, rather than pick up where i left off, i decided to start wicked by gregory maguire. i've heard various accounts of the story from people who have read it so i'm not sure what to expect. from what i've read, the book is very detailed, almost too much so. i suppose that's what happens when you see the play before you read the novel. to date, i can't say i'm in love with it, nor do i hate it. then again, everything is just beginning for elphaba so i think it's too early to tell.
sorry for the hiatus. after neglecting the blog for so long one would think i would have more exciting things to talk about. there's just too much, probably too little, to actually tell so i figured the book club would be the best place to start. more to come soon!
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