Monday, January 13, 2014


Stephen King

I have a few scattered thoughts about this before I gush about how much I loved it. 
First off, I never thought that I would read a Stephen King book, but Chris is always reading them and I figured that one day I would take the plunge. I've just had so many bad Stephen King books turned to movie experiences that I never even bothered. Christine  was my first venture in Stephen King land. And it was a bad trip. A car that comes to life? Okay, no thanks. Then I watched IT... And I thought it was a comedy. I'll never understand why people are scared of clowns but I REALLY never understand why the basis of said fear is ALWAYS IT. It's a clown...You can't make that scary. 
Whatever, anyway.
Next, I love anything that has to do with the JFK assassination. And if I had one disappointment (okay, I had a few) with this book it would be the lack of JFK-ness. 

Regardless, this book was amazing. It's been a long time since I've been able to consume myself in a book. In fact, I can't honestly remember the last time I've thought about a book all day and got a bad case of Restless Leg Syndrome just itching to get home to read it. I read pretty solidly for a week and a half until I finished this bad boy. And it's a heifer at 842 pages (that's not including the acknowledgement and notes section that I read because I didn't want it to end)
Let me tell you, I hate love stories. I don't have them all the time, I just think there's a time and a place for them. This was not it. The resolution of this story was too much for me to handle. When I read a book, I never read the back cover or sit there throughout the book trying to think "how will this end" because I figure that the author wrote it a certain way and I'll just let it happen that way. I do judge a book solely on its cover. Back to the ending...I was appalled at the main character. COME ON JAKE DON'T THINK THAT WAY. That's what I was screaming. 
I also had a love/hate relationship with the protagonist. 
I hated him in the beginning for reasons I can't understand. And then the way he treated his love interest I was just like "man you're perfect". Then he started to get way too mushy and think lame thoughts. I won't go into it because I would hate to spoil any of this book for anyone. 
Moral of the story...
I'm on my second Stephen King book. 

Little Bee

Little Bee
Chris Cleave

I'm  not going to lie, there's really nothing that I love more than a book that makes me cry. Either if it's sad or happy. I secretly (or not so secretly) really get a pleasure from happy things. I probably never come across as happy, well, whatever. But there's something about knowing that someone else you don't know, generally some fictional character is happy. Books that have ups and downs after ups and downs are the only kind worth reading. *Side note* that's actually a lie cause I love reading crap books, too...This book was pretty disturbing, though. It was the type of book that made me feel like I need to take a shower afterwards. Not in a perverted way or an American Psycho way, but in a "wow I can't believe this could possibly happen" type way. 
There were a lot of things I didn't like about this book. A lot of it didn't seem right, I can't explain it, but most of the time the characters didn't seem real to me. There was this scene on the beach when the main character and her husband were in Nigeria and they do something that I thought was really stupid. 
I did like Little Bee, though. I thought that she was great. She's this 16 year old girl from a war-torn Nigeria who escaped by stowing away on a tea ship to the UK. 
I don't want to ruin it, but I would recommend this book. It's a good one. I'm reading another book by Chris Cleave. I think the thing I like about him is he is able to write a lot of different characters and none of the same. That's always a plus in my book. The two novels are completely different. I like that. 

p.s clearly I never made my 50 book goal. It seemed so attainable at the beginning of the year. I think in 2013 I was a lot more positive. Then I got that job and I felt like I was going through a meat grinder all day and when I came home all I wanted to do was drink hippie craft beer and go to sleep at 730. So, not going to try it again this year.