Reading Addict

Making [the] Fiction Personal and Jennifer Egan's A Visit from the Goon Squad by Nick

If you are in the midst of pursuing a career as a professional reviewer, be it film, literature, fine dining, or craft sales in sub-Saharan Africa these ramblings are probably not directed to you (unless of course you take issue with my gross negligence of common grammar rules). No, this musing is about making reading an intensely personal experience.

Best Books of 2010...To the Best of My Recollection by Rebecca

It would hardly be January without the requisite “best” lists of the previous year. As a list-lover, I always enjoy seeing the last 12 months summarized, synthesized and categorized so nicely. I also enjoy making lists, but often struggle to remember the details of the books I’ve read. I can quickly identify the books that have had a profound impact on me, but when I try to describe the actions and events or recall characters’ names my mind is blank. What I typically recall are the feelings that remain afterwards.

The Year's Best by Nick

Please indulge me while I channel my inner Rob Fleming, the list makers’ list maker. While Nick Hornby’s High Fidelity protagonist might chide me for my lack of brevity and keeping the list to an essential five, that just wouldn’t be fair to omit five extraordinary books. So here we go; my personal favorites I’ve read this year.

1. Our Burden’s Light by Patrick Thomas Casey

Books People Are Talking About by Lynette

Lynette facilitates the book discussion group at the Helmerich Library. At each meeting they read books on a particular topic or books by the same author and share their opinions. Below is the newsletter she shared with her group after their November meeting.

And You Thought Your Family Was Crazy by Rebecca

Memoirs are tricky business. There’s something both astoundingly brave and utterly foolish about inviting others into the deepest crevices of one’s life. Memoir may be second only to poetry as the genre that is most likely to create overly sensational or sentimental writing. But, like poetry, when memoir is done well, it is like chocolate cake—perfect in its simplicity. I enjoy reading memoirs, not because of any need I have to compare my personal history with those of their authors. In many cases, there is no comparison.

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