I read a few books in the last month, but not up to my normal amount. I missed it. In fact…I can’t remember all that I read. I think I might have them all, but I feel like I’m missing something. The problem is that I get most of the books I read from the library. But then I return them and can’t remember when I read what a month later. So here’s the best I can remember.
1. The Last Song by Nicholas Sparks.
I haven’t seen the movie, but I wanted to read this book because I heard it was great. I bought this one (wow, I actually spent money on a book again!) when Tom was in NYC for a week at the beginning of May. I needed distractions from how sad I got missing Tom. This was the wrong choice because it made me cry. It was a typical Sparks book. Two people fall in love, someone in the story dies, it makes you cry some, the end. I liked it, but I knew what to expect.
2. Pants on Fire by Meg Cabot.
I actually read this book in late April after my “April Reads” post. It’s written for an audience of high schoolers and is about a high school girl. Pretty much fluff content. But it was still fun to read. I like Meg Cabot books because she almost always makes me laugh. So I’m okay reading her young adult content.
3. Ready or Not by Meg Cabot.
This is another high school audience book about a high school girl. It is actually the sequel to another book that I haven’t read. Oh well. It wasn’t that important. It was an easy read. I liked Pants on Fire more.
4. Breathless by Dean Koontz.
I was warned that this author does scary stories. Mainly, I was warned about it because I get all paranoid and freaked out after scary stories, which is why I don’t watch scary movies anymore. But I didn’t think it was scary. Even the subplot about the whackjob who kills his brother and sister-in-law and then thinks he is his brother has humor in it, in some awkward ways. Basically, I thought this book was..okay. Not fabulous. But not bad. I got another Koontz book to see what I think of this author after another reading.
5. Deep Dish by Mary Kay Andrews.
This book made me smile. It made Tom say, “sounds like a Lifetime movie waiting to happen” when I summarized it. I think I liked it just because it’s a southern book set in Georgia, because the story was so obvious that you knew what would happen just from reading the back cover. It was more about the journey than the destination. It’s fun for me to read southern books. Having grown up in Small Town, USA, I really have heard (and used) a good many of the trite expressions and situations associated with the South. I don’t know why I love seeing all the southern stuff in print.
I guess it’s the same reason I love watching Sweet Home Alabama. It’s just fun to see what you’re used to (but what people from elsewhere wouldn’t believe is how it really is) outside of real life. I mean, I have literally chased cows out of my neighbor’s garden. I say “y’all,” and my voice can be heavily accented at times. I pronounce pecan pie as “pee-can” (as in a can of sauce) “pah.” I call my mom “mama.” I love my cowboy boots, riding horses, and wish we owned a truck (so convenient for moving large stuff!) I think I would do bodily harm to anyone that would hurt one of my dogs. I love my mama, Jesus, and America too.. Getting the picture? More southern belle than redneck, thank the Lord. But still, it’s fun to see the expression on people from other area’s faces when I tell them the chasing the cow story.
And also, a lot of the books in the “southern fiction” section will have recipes in the back that the author used in the book. That’s when you know you’ve got a truly southern author doing a piece of “southern fiction.” Did y’all even know there was such a thing as southern fiction? My library has a whole section devoted to it.
6. Dreamland by Sarah Dessen.
I saved the best for last. I love Sarah Dessen. I love her talent of pulling a reader into a story. Of course, I’ve only read two books of hers so far, the other being one I read last month. But they both were awesome. These stories aren’t about perfect people. They’re about real people. They open your eyes to how normal people could become involved in desperate situations. They’re realistic. I love them. I want to read more of them. Amen.
So that’s it for May. I’m three days into June and have five books open. How did that happen? I’m a “one at a time” kind of reader. I guess I got too excited about all the different books I wanted to read and jumped into all of them at once. I can’t wait to share some of these June books with y’all. I will in a month.
Any suggestions for books I should read if I manage to finish the five I’m on before July?