It’s a bumper two-in-one book post this time, because I didn’t have time to do August’s books at the end of August, and then I barely read anything in September because I was busy dying of the lurgy. Anyway, there are books now! Yay!
David Mitchell, Ghostwritten – Ghostwritten is David Mitchell’s first novel, and it’s sat in my bookcase for years, and I’ve no idea why I hadn’t read it yet. I really enjoyed it, I like that his first novel is the last one I’ve read (so now can there be new David Mitchell to read please), because you can see how it works, how it’s building up to something like Cloud Atlas, how the characters and their stories are separate but overlapping, how the world is being built. This was a good one.
Sloane Crosley, The Clasp – I’ve picked this up and put it down again in so many bookshops that I decided just to buy it. I’ve not got far yet, but I’m liking it so far.
Kate Tempest, Hold Your Own – I saw Kate Tempest at the Edinburgh Book Festival in August, and she was phenomenal. I basically walked out of the tent, over to the bookshop, and bought all of her books. Hold Your Own is based around the story of Tiresias, and it’s very, very good.
Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveler – Just a little quick one, as I’d only read On The Road otherwise. Kerouac is canon for a reason, and (sorry) it’s not really his masterful storytelling. This was fun, anyway, but… not anything overly exciting.
Margaret Atwood, Hag-Seed – This is Atwood’s retelling of Shakespeare’s The Tempest, as part of Hogarth’s series. I’m seeing her talk about it next week (YAY!), when the book is released.
Jessa Crisipin, The Dead Ladies Project – I loved this. DLP was September’s book for #wlclub, and it was so so good. Crispin travels to different cities in Europe, following the lives of particular women (and a couple of men) who’ve lived there. I’ve now got a billion books I want to read about these women, and a billion pictures on my phone where I’ve taken pictures of paragraphs I want to remember.
Jorge Amado, Dona Flor and her Two Husbands – I picked this up because I was intrigued and I liked the cover, and it’s very good. Dona Flor’s gambling, womanising husband dies suddenly at 31, and she remarries a man who’d very different: offering her stability, but not much passion. NOT TO WORRY; hubs number one comes back as a sex-starved ghost, so its all ok. Ha.
Margaret Atwood, Surfacing – I got halfway through this before I realised that I’ve actually bought it before, so now I have two copies. Ah well, there are worse things. I’ve got a nice Virago cover now. Also, I took this picture in a coffee shop and a man laughed at me and asked what on earth I was doing, because instagramming flatlays looks a bit odd when you’re in a coffee shop on your own. Who knew.