April books

Congratulations, you made it through the cruelest month.

As your reward, I will treat you to the list of books I finished last month alongside my unhelpful reviews.....just like I do every month.

DeLillo, Don. The Body Artist. New York: Scribner, 2001.*

I like the way Don DeLillo writes, but 800 or so pages of good writing is still 800 or so pages to slog through. So I checked this out solely because it was 124 pages. I liked it. It was sad and disturbing, but good.

Hamilton, John Maxwell. Cassanova Was a Book Lover: And Other Naked Truths and Provocative Curiosities about the Writing, Selling, and Reading of Books. New York: Penguin.

My friend, Kelly, gave this to me as a college graduation present. I thought it was time for a re-reading of this lovely book about books. Those are some of my favorite ones.

Rice, Anne. Pandora. New York: Ballantine, 1998.

It was entertaining bedtime reading.....and then you fall asleep.

Vowell, Sarah. The Wordy Shipmates. New York: Riverhead, 2008.*

Doesn't live up to the hype, but I still really enjoyed it. The way Vowell writes makes the casually informative feel of the book really fun, but I don't know how well it will wear 3 or 4 years from now. The contemporary references and comparisons are a bigger detractor than a help, which is a shame.