Due to the popularity of my live reading posts for 50 Shades of Grey, I will be doing the same for the next two books (which I actually don’t know the titles of). Someone suggested I create a Twitter just for my comments, but that account would just die after this week so there’s no point. But I will be spreading out my commentary beyond just my Facebook page.
Twitter, Google+ and Facebook friends, prepare yourselves.
I’m also considering doing this for the movie when I see it this weekend. It wouldn’t really be “live” since I won’t be on my phone during the movie, but I will be taking notes for my review for District. I can spam social media with tidbits for a couple hours while I write my review, right?
I know you’re all really looking forward to it, so I will try not to disappoint you.
If you haven’t had the chance to read my 13 Thoughts on 50 Shades of Grey, shame on you.
For those of you who haven’t heard yet, I’ve been asked to write a review of the 50 Shades of Grey movie coming out this weekend for work. Starting off my research, I borrowed a copy of the book from a friend and randomly decided to update everyone on Facebook with my progress. Since then, I’ve been asked to read aloud (possibly on camera), set up a live reading Twitter, and continue through the rest of the series. I may just do that. Until then, enjoy!
I know it’s long overdue, but my review of Jordanna East’s second book is finally here! I wanted my hands on this ever since I finished Blood in the Past, and it did not disappoint.
In the first book, we watched Lyla Kyle go from a semi-normal (albeit eerie) woman to a revenge-crazed psychopath. Now we have the joy of watching her commit one murder after the other — and we’re secretly dancing with glee every time she doesn’t get caught. As the body count rises to a number Sweeney Todd would commend, a sick feeling sets in. Oh yeah, we’ve been rooting for the bad guy. Someone needs to get in there and stop her.
How about Officer Brighthouse? He’s smart, plucky and looking to prove himself. His boyish charm brings in some much needed levity at just the right times to keep the drama and anxiety from feeling overbearing. And his problems with his wife keep him from feeling like just another paperback detective. He has more going on than just his pursuit of a beautiful murderess. And if we’ve learned anything from the last book, bad things are on the way if someone’s marriage is in a rocky place.
Perhaps the most impressive feature of this thriller is the tension between Jillian and Lyla. If you read the last book, you know their relationship could go up in flames at any second. For new readers, don’t worry. You’ll catch up right away.
This would not be a Jordanna East novel without some punches to the gut — and Ms. East does not pull her punches. It’s one delightfully maddening twist after another, and you won’t want to put it down.
Note: In the original post, the cover of Blood in the Paint did not feature the Switzy Thoughts Recommended Reads stamp. Once I was able to access Photoshop, that was quickly updated.
I don’t typically read literary fiction unless a class requires it. The stakes never seem high enough, the characters don’t interest me, and I get to the end of each page wondering why I should go on to the next.
You’d think I’d be just as unfazed by The Spinning Heart by Donal Ryan–I don’t know anything about contemporary Ireland, or the financial collapse of the country. I’m also not familiar with Irish vernacular. How could I possibly read this book?
Each chapter puts us into the mind of a different character, slowly widening our view of how each person contributed to each other’s misery. A mother loves one child more than the other; that child grows into the most detestable boss; that boss hires the man everyone wishes they were; it never ends. And that’s what sets it apart from others in the genre. It reads more like a thriller.
Plenty of characters think about killing those who have sleighted them, and their violent daydreams are chilling. One moment Trevor talks about painting a woman’s window sills, the next he’s envisioning plunging his screwdriver into her eye. And then he wants the public to believe his mother is a witch so they won’t arrest him for murdering her.
Each chapter is full of wonderful things like that–things you might consider too exciting to exist in literary fiction. Maybe this book is too exciting for the genre. Or maybe I just haven’t read much literary fiction that I’ve enjoyed. Whatever the case may be, this book is well worth the read. It’s also the first book to bear my official stamp of approval!