I’ll be taking part in What’s On Your Nightstand, a monthly post set for the fourth Tuesday of the month (I’m a bit late to begin with, but will definitely make it on time next month!). Long story short, What’s On Your Nightstand is meant to feature a list of books read during the current month, and the planned reading list for the coming month.
So here it goes. Surprisingly, I’ve had a somewhat proficient June in terms of reading, although I’m no longer stuck on a tube for two hours a day on my way to and from work, and therefore I’ve got less time for reading. But although I haven’t reviewed anything (so ashamed!!!), I’ve managed to read quite a couple of books:
- The Decameron: Classic tome of a book I’ve avoided for years. Mixed feelings, I didn’t really find the stories captivating, as opposed to the ones I’d read in the similarly formatted The Arabian Nights years back.
- The Inheritance of Loss: I’ve had this for a couple of years and ignored it as my best friend had read it and thought it boring. I actually liked it quite a lot, though it did take me a bit longer than usual to finish.
- The Orphan Master’s Son: I loved this book. It won the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction this year, which is pretty much why I chose it, having not read anything by the author and knowing next to nothing about North Korea to begin with. It took me forever to finish, and it was a sad, uncomfortable read, but it was absolutely extraordinary.
July’s Reading List
- The Agony And The Ecstasy: I’m already 30 pages into this Michelangelo biography, which I chose because I really liked Stone’s Van Gogh’s biography, Lust For Life. It’s 700 pages long so I don’t know how many other books I’ll be able to read this month.
- Faulks on Fiction: I bought this used paperback in Soho a couple of months ago, placed it on a shelf and somewhat forgot about it.
- The Lacuna: Again another book I’ve had for a while, this one on my Kindle.
I think that’s it for this month’s What’s On Your Nightstand. I’ve been reading on tubes and buses ever since I can remember, and now that my office is finally within walking distance from my flat, I’m enjoying my morning walk but so badly missing my commuting reading sessions.