Ouch. I’ve fallen way behind on book blogging. How did that happen?
Let’s see…
Last night I finished Letters to Kurt. Oy. That was depressing. Not that I expected it to not be depressing. Writing letters about suicide and the aftermath to your, errr, friend who committed suicide – particularly when you’re Eric Erlandson – makes for depressing business.
Before that, I read Always Coca-Cola. Interesting. Translated from the original, (Lebanese? Arabic? I’ve forgotten.), I liked it. I liked the three women featured. I liked the contrast between them. I liked the cynical look at branding and identity.
And before that, a book that doesn’t really fit with the other two but hey, I’ve fallen behind and I’ve got to get caught up somehow. A Street Through Time – children’s nonfiction. I have no idea how this ended up in our library bag. I probably snagged it from the featured non-fiction in the new release area, I do that a lot. Interesting but not quite as interesting as I’d hoped. I don’t know why it didn’t catch me as much as I thought it would. Elly must not have loved it either since she didn’t say anything about it at all when she put it back on the shelf. Kind of ho-hum.