Sometimes the words that I speak aren’t the reflections of my thoughts but the mere suppressions of my heart
Hey! Yes, I know, something isn’t right about the title. It’s the twelfth of february already and I’m talking about december. Like what?! Soooo… here’s the deal. Good Omens is kind of a long book (a plus really) and december is kind of a hectic month (full of good things). I didn’t start reading it until January. There was enough time to stretch it though. Sam and I didn’t choose a new book for January, instead we launched smaxx project 2.0! We’re reading the hitchhikers guide to the galaxy for February. But for now, let’s review Good Omens! Starting of course with the twenty-seventh page tradition;
Mrs. Deirdre Young is giving birth in Delivery Room Three. She is having a golden-haired male baby we will call baby A. The wife of the American Cultural Attache, Mrs. Harriet Dowling, is giving birth in Delivery Room Four. She is having a golden-haired male baby we will call Baby B. Sister Mary Loquacious has been a devout Satanist since birth. She went to Sabbat School as a child and won black stars for handwriting and liver.
What’s the story about? Well, where to start. The end of days is nearby. There’s a misplaced antichrist. A demon and an angel are not really fond of the whole extinction of humankind idea. Witches are hunted and the hell’s angels brought their bikes out. A hellhound finds his nature and a boy and his friends re-imagine the world. And the one who knew it all, Agnes Nutter, witch. Some interpretation needed.
What did I think of the book? I absolutely loved it. It’s smart and funny. What I like most of all is that it doesn’t seem to have any unnecessary fuss. Everything just fits. There are many characters and each one is just as important to the story. The writers have, in my opinion, a clear vision and a very quick and sharp way of writing. There’s some wisdom in it as well, maybe wisdom isn’t the right word. It’s more like they noticed things about human nature and mixed it in with the story. I really like this part:
Sometimes Human beings are very much like bees. Bees are fiercely protective of their hive, provided you are outside it. Once you’re in, the workers sort of assume that it must have been cleared by the management and take no notice; various freeloading insects have evolved a mellifluous existence because of this very fact. Humans act the same way. No one stopped the four as the purposefully made their way into one of the long, low buildings under the forest of radio masts. No one paid any attention to them.
Final Verdict: This was the most impossible review to write actually because to really appreciate this book you just have to read it yourself. It’s my new favorite.
Enjoy! P.S. Normally I would’ve referred you to the review of Sam by now. I didn’t yet because I can’t because she lost the freaking book. She LOST it. It’s a disgrace, seriously Sam, find it!
I don’t really know where to start, so I’ll just begin. Yesterday evening my dog had to be put to sleep. She became very sick in a very short period of time. There were some old age ailments already, she was twelve, but she could live happily with those and did. This was different, we were told she probably wasn’t in a lot of pain right at that moment but would be very very soon. There was also the chance of a painful heart attack.
The vet said he could try and operate but it would be painful for her and he wasn’t sure he could do anything for her. Thereby, my mom decided long before this that she wouldn’t put Kathy through any of that. Maybe when she was young she would’ve, in the case of a minor procedure. This left us with the option of euthanasia, the best option.
All of this happened in a very short period of time and I still haven’t really processed it all yet. I still can’t believe it really. I guess this also has something to do with the fact that she didn’t live with us anymore this last year. My parents moved to the city and we all thought it was mean to move her into a flat. She was used to the countryside and as a labrador it was the best place for her. The parents of my best friend were so kind to take her in. They live at the edge of a village with enough space for Kathy to run around in. I visited her a few times and I never doubted she had a good home with them. It’s very strange to think I will never visit her again, never cuddle her again.
Kathy was the best dog we could ever wish for. She was a very friendly but also a bit rebellious. We spoiled her a little and she only really listened when there weren’t more interesting things around. She loved to cuddle ( we did too). She made you feel better when you were sad. She was a loyal dog too but in her eyes the whole world was her friend and they often were indeed. A lot of people loved her, we loved her. I will mis her immensely. Maybe to some Kathy was just a dog, but to me, she was a friend.
Thank you Kate.
I’m awfully late in wishing you all the best for 2015 but still; Happy new year, I wish you all the best!
Sam and I came up with the Smaxx project in December 2013 and started reading the first book in January ’14. It’s sort of surreal to think that we’ve been doing this project for over a year now. This experience has been one of the best things about 2014 and I’m sure it will be just as amazing in 2015.
Some things are going to be different though. Last year we didn’t really know which books we were going to read next, we surprised each other every month. This year we know exactly which books we are going to read. We made a list of books linked to chosen categories.
Enjoy The Smaxx Project 2.0!!
P.s. You can click on the month to get more info about the book that we’re reading
Book you own but have never read
Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy
Not that kind of girl
Book of short stories
The bloody chamber and other stories
Book set somewhere you’ve always wanted to visit
The bone people
Book by an author you’ve never read before
The first fifteen lives of Harry August
Book you can finish in a day
Book that came out in the year you were born
Torrey L. Hayden
Book at the bottom of your to-read list
Book with one word title
Pulitzer Prize winning book
The brief and wondrous life of Oscar Wao
Book set during Christmas
The autobiography of Santa Claus
Luna by Julie Anne Peters was the book chosen by Sam for November. Before I go crazy with the review we’ll keep my tradition going;
I remembered this time Liam was in tenth grade, I think, and he’d gotten a job at Jiffy Lube. It didn’t last long. He’d only done it to appease Dad, that whole macho thing. But Liam said if Dad ever asked about the gunk around his cuticles, he could always claim it was grease. Pink grease? Right, Liam. Good thing Dad never asked.
What’s the story about? It’s the story of Regan and her hidden sister Luna or Lia Marie. If you’re looking for her you can usually find her in Regan’s room. She hides there from her not all to understanding surroundings. Regan also has a make believe brother, Liam, he shows up at school, at the dinner table and lives the life that supposed to be lived and colorized by Luna. During the story you get to know the relationship between Regan, Luna and Liam & you get to find out if Luna leaves her hiding place to take her rightful place.
What did I think of the book? I have very mixed feelings about it. At one hand I think the whole story at large is a bit too dramatic. At the other hand I know that gender dysphoria is a very difficult thing to deal with, mostly because of the taboo that still exists around it. Not only the transgendered people are involved in this taboo but also the family members and friends etc. that support it. They all get judged which is hard. So I think it’s a good thing this book doesn’t only center around Luna (Liam) but also around Regan, her sister and others.
Sam didn’t really like Regan because she comes across as selfish. I don’t feel that way about her. Regan is worried that the appearance of Luna will affect her life too. I think that’s only natural. She has her own life and is growing up too ( you feel insecure most of the time). But she does want the best for her sister and just thinks that she will be happier if she stays in hiding. She can be herself at night and during the day Liam will take over. Ideally it’s the best solution, just think about it. No one to criticize you and no worries about transitioning. For Regan this solution seems like the best choice, fear plays a big role in this point of view too I think. One of my cousins used to dress as a girl and had long hair ( hair to be jealous about). We supported him through thick and thin but we were always afraid someone would attack him, physically or mentally. We didn’t want him to be hurt. For Luna though, transitioning is inevitable.
I guess this is the right time to talk about my opinion on the matter too. First of all, I know that gender is somewhat of a certainty for most people. They identify themselves as a boy or a girl and are fine with that. This doesn’t in fact mean that they have to confirm to the existing gender roles in our society. You can identify as a boy and still have traits of what our society defines as girlish, and not be gay. Same goes for girls who have boyish traits.
So we have the boys (boys) and the girls (girls). The other ‘extreme’ are the boys (girls) and girls (boys). The boys who identify themselves as girls in such a way that they have a desire for an actual sex change, and the girls who identify as boys with the same desire. The road, the transition, to this other gender is a long one and a harsh one. Even when you have supportive surroundings. That’s why I think it’s so important to lift the taboo and let them have a chance to live the lives they want, need and deserve to live.
What’s often forgotten are the ‘colors’ in between. The people who identify as a girl one week and as a boy the next. I don’t know if it’s the right term but I call it gender fluent. I guess it’s a bit hard to understand for the people who aren’t gender fluent. You wake up feeling like one gender but it isn’t always “your” gender. It’s not that someone feels a bit boyish or girlish, they genuinely “are” a boy or girl in their head. I identify as gender fluent, that’s why I still have girls and boys clothes. My surroundings mostly go with it, just like I do. I have the advantage of being born a girl. Society doesn’t really think it’s that weird, a girl in boys clothes. A boy in girls clothes for that matter, that’s supposedly sort of a scandal ( which is outrageous).
To recapitulate this whole interesting tale; people are people. And it doesn’t really matter what they look like or how they dress. I must say that I do categorize them, like Santa, naughty or nice. If they’re nice to me, I’m nice to them. I don’t act all snob to the ones I don’t like though but please stay the hell away from me, thank you.
Final verdict: The book in general isn’t really my cup of tea but the topics discussed in the book are very interesting and need to be discussed.
( What are these things? Find out here)
ENJOY ( & think)!
& read don’t forget to read Sam’s review over HERE!
Octobers book was the hundred foot journey by Richard C. Morais. Let’s continue with my little tradition first, all right? :
Aiieee,” screamed my furious grandmother. “Threaten me? I make you what you are today and you tell me you go work for that man? I throw everyone of you family to the street-” “Calm down, Ammi,” Papa yelled. “And Bappu. Stop. Don’t talk crazy. No one fault here. Just wan’ to ‘prove the dish. Could be better. You agree?” Bappu straightened his chef’s hat, as if repositioning his dignity, and took a sip of tea. “Yaar,” he said. “Haar,” added Grandmother. They all stared at the offending dish and its failings.
What’s the story about? The main character is Hassan Haij, he’s the second of six children and was born above the restaurant of his grandfather on the Napean Sea Road in, what was then, West Bombay. His first memories are of food, Indian food, the smells, texture and taste of it. He spends his childhood in India but the family is more or less forced to move. They move to Southall, London, probably one of the most contrary places in the world. The days are dreary and long over there. Not really a place for an indian family that just moved. Not surprisingly, it doesn’t take much to send them off on a wild rumpus through Europe. They taste food, swim in the Tuscan warmth and finally end up, by a literal accident, in Lumière. A small calm french village, with the emphasis on calm. From there on the village becomes the playing ground of a little bit of a war and of a great cook.
What did I think of the book? Well, it wasn’t really what I expected but I had fun reading it nontheless. I was a bit confused in the beginning, it took me a while to figure out the family relations but when I got it, the reading became easier too. I still don’t know what I think of Hassan himself, I guess I like him but didn’t feel as much affinity for him as I usually do for the main characters of the books I like. I loved his father and madame Mallory, they are opposite influences in Hassan’s life but love him just as much. Madame Mallory really broke my heart and Papa Haij warmed it up again. Both are evenly stubborn though.
After I read the book I watched the movie based upon it. What a commercial bullshit adaption. I must admit it’s a feelgood one, if you didn’t read the book. I was annoyed that they scrambled it up so much. A lot of the things that were in the book were not included in the script. I was really disappointed. The one bright spot in the movie was Helen Mirren, a truely phenomenal actress. I loved her already as Hobson in the movie Arthur and I love her still as madame Mallory. I’m exaggerating a bit, the other actors were good as well and the movie isn’t that bad but just not according to the book.
Final verdict: It wasn’t a book I loved right away but when I finished it I held it for a while and stared dreamingly at it. That’s always a good sign, it means the book touched me in a way a lot of books don’t. I still think that’s mainly because of madame Mallory and Papa Haij.
( What are these things? Find out here)
& read don’t forget to read Sam’s review over HERE!
Hello my dear followers & others,
I haven’t been around that much… I could tell y’all why but that would just be a lot of unnecessary blahblah. Circumstances made me decide to deprioritize my blog for a while. It’s the holidays now, so I decided it’s time for a come back. First order of business;
tell all of you I’m back. Check!
What’s more? I will write the long overdue book reviews of; 1. October’s The hundred-foot journey 2. November’s Luna and 3. This months book Good Omens. Furthermore, Sam and I are hatching a new project for 2015, we’ll let you know when we’re finished brainstorming!
Enjoy the holidays & be safe!
P.s. Trams vol verhalen is getting updated, keep a close watch on that one too!