So, I haven’t been very active on this blog, but it doesn’t mean I didn’t manage to read a couple of books this year. I remember creating a Goodreads challenge on the beginning of the year where I sat the bar at 30 books to read this year – and I very soon thought that this was FAR too optimistic of me. And then I thought, when has reading ever been about numbers, I’m happy if I read TWO books that are great reading experiences!
But! Somehow this summer I got a lot of time to read, and read a wonderful amount of books in a short amount of time.
So here it goes, my year in books:
I started out with reading Anton DiSclafani’s The Yonahlossee Riding Camp for Girls, which I actually managed to write about, so I won’t sum it up here, I’m just going to say I liked it very much.
The next book I read was The Morning Gift by Eva Ibbotson which I also managed to write about. (Yay!)
I remember Anne Carson’s The Beauty of the Husband: A Fictional Essay in 29 Tangos as a beautiful collection of texts, about how the “I” of the book manages, despairs, and handles (and ultimately leaves) her life with “the husband”. He’s beautiful, she loves him, they talk all night, but he also disappears sometimes, he uses her texts, leaves her, comes back, everyday life is extremely difficult, and then they find their way back to each other only to let the vicious circle begin again. I don’t have the reading experience freshly in my memory anymore, I just know that I appreciated many of the “essays”, where most of them often had a poem-like quality to them (I would say that the whole book is one long poem, really), and had those moments that is what most often grips me in poems – glimpses of a state of mind where no boundaries exist, a sort of extatic feeling. (If I had the book here I could find a quote for you, but that’ll have to wait to another time).