With Spring in the air, I couldn’t resist this. I am a Sunflower: “When your friends think smile, they think of you. There is not a day that goes by that you can’t find something good about the world and your fellow human.”
March 30, 2008
Good morning, Saloners! I hope you are all enjoying your last Sunday in March. It looks to be a gorgeous day in sunny California, albeit a little chilly.
Several lit bloggers are commenting on their best books of the first quarter of 2008, so I thought I’d join in. I catalog my books at Library Thing, and one of my tags is Best of 2008. I’ve been a bit more selective this year than I was in 2007. So far, six books have made their way onto the bests list:
- Cat’s Eye, by Margaret Atwood
- So Big, by Edna Ferber
- The Translator, by Daoud Hari
- Ghostwritten, by David Mitchell
- Belong To Me, by Marisa de los Santos
- Resistance, by Owen Sheers
Which books are the best you’ve read so far this year?
This week I finished Belong To Me, by Marisa de los Santos (read my review), and loved it (as you must have surmised from my list above). Then I read Jackfish, The Vanishing Village (read my review) which was a tough, literary novel. My thoughts about it changed as I read it – from wanting to put it aside to not being able to stop turning the pages. There are readers out there who won’t appreciate this book because it is not a feel good book, it is difficult and heartrending and just…well, sad in many ways. But, the writing is wonderful; and if you stick with it, I think you’ll find it is a book which is hard to forget.
In between novels, I re-visited my childhood by reading a couple of Dr. Seuss books (read my post) in honor of this amazing author’s birthday. I managed to salvage some books from my youth – and these were two of them…well worn and loved. I cherish them more than the newer books on my shelf!
Last night I picked up Embers, by Sandor Marai. Written and published first in 1942, the novel has been recently translated into English by Carol Brown Janeway. Marai was a gifted writer who was driven from Hungary after WWII because of his anti-fascist views. That alone makes me want to read his work. Last night I stayed up late and read 100 pages into this 215 page book. The writing is amazing – I feel like I’m there in a castle between the mountains of Austria and Hungary. I think I’ll finish this one today without a problem.
That’s all for now. Have a wonderful Sunday!