#Reading in October

#Reading in October

Instead of displaying all the books I had read, this time I will use a picture of me reading a book. Reason: I am almost never in a picture–reading. Real reason: I’m spending Halloween/Castañada at my parents and I didn’t bring the 10 books with me. Counter-reason: I never read seated like this on the floor –and without socks. I read on the streets, on the tube, on the bed or on a chair. I even read while I eat.

But without further ado, here’s the list of the books I have read in October:

M Train by Patti Smith. Not as powerful and strong as Just Kids, but I liked it. This one is more calmed. The topics are detachment, time-passing and solitude. The inner life of Patti Smith its limitless.

No One Belongs Here More Than You: Stories by Miranda July. Amazing. It quickly made it to my favorites list. Miranda’s idea to promote her book through this website is scintillating. I’m mind-blown by how her mind works.

The First Bad Man: A Novel by Miranda July. I did not like it as much as the previous one. Her short stories are juicier than her novel-writing format. I was not drawn to the story or the characters… Her short stories are quirkier and wilder. However, I am sure going to read more of her works if she publishes them.

Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 – 1972 by Alejandra Pizarnik. Sad and friendly at the same time.

The Collected Stories by Amy Hempel. I liked the compilation of her short stories. My favorites were the ones extracted from Reasons to live. I loved Amy’s voice in that one, how carefully she describes every important detail in her story. For some reason, it reminded me of Patti Smith: her interest in the unknown, the tarot and letting things take their natural course.

Like Family: A Novel by Paolo Giordano. Bad. I gave it away to a girl in the street. I hope she enjoys it more than me. Otherwise, I think she’ll understand why I gave it to a stranger. If you’re reading this: I’m sorry.

Can’t We Talk about Something More Pleasant?: A Memoir by Roz Chast Funny and visceral. I love Roz Chast.

The Fishermen by Obioma Chigozie. Very poetic and poignant. It’s about a Nigerian family whose destiny is caught by folk tales and prophecies. The youngest brother of the four is the narrator, and his voice has such a sensitivity that makes you want to read more.

Men Without Women by Haruki Murakami I didn’t like it at all. I’ve read quite a few books written by him by now. Tokio blues, Kafka on the shore, Norwegian woods, After Dark and What I talk about when I talk about running. My favorite one is this last oneMaybe because it’s highly auto-biographical. I found the rest of his novels very similar to each other. At least, I don’t remember anything relevant out of them. Apart from having the same male main character. Women in his novels are very flat. Except when he writes about his wife in What I talk about when I talk about running. Probably because he was inspired by a real woman. Or that’s what I like to think. But in short, I didn’t enjoy Men without women.

The Dumb House by John Burnside. A perfect read for Halloween due to its terror and gothic plot. The book it’s divided in three parts: karen, lilianthe twins. My favorite its the first one. But in general, I’d recommend this book to everyone.

ARTICLES: for practical reasons, I will not compile the links I have read during the month into this #reading posts. I link them to the topics I write about in the blog, or I tweet them anyway. So they’re always out there if you want to find out what I am reading at that time. Thanks!