I normally write these posts on the very last day of the month so that I don’t miss a single book but I haven’t picked up a book since the children broke up on the 16th, so I think it’s safe to say that I’m not going to read another book between now and Saturday! I really want to write a round up of some of my favourite books from this year at some point (because there have been some absolute corkers) but I have a feeling that I won’t get around to that until January. We’re still very much in a Twixmas bubble here and I’m not in a hurry to burst it just yet by opening my laptop. Writing this quick blog post from my phone is as good as it’s going to get for now!
Anyway, I started this month by reading The Great Gatsby by F Scott Fitzgerald. It’s not the only time I’ve read this book (and without checking I can’t remember if it’s the second or third time this year alone!) but sometimes a girl feels the need to fall in love with Jay Gatsby all over again. Over the last few years, this has become my ultimate comfort read and I make no apology for that. I absolutely love it.
Next came The Ugly Sister by Jane Fallon which I enjoyed but I don’t think it was one of her best novels. One thing that she is good at though is creating really quite hateful characters and this book was no exception. The problem though was that I ended up hating them all and I kind of lost a little interest. Without giving too much away, there were two sisters. The beautiful on the outside sister was supposedly ugly on the inside but in actual fact, the so called ugly sister was even worse in my opinion. I think we were supposed to favour the ‘ugly’ sister over the ‘beautiful’ one but I think they were both pretty awful people. Plus I really don’t like the whole concept of being beautiful on the outside means you must be rotten on the inside. It’s such a ridiculous stereotype I hate it. That said, I’m still glad I read it. I quite like to disagree with a book once in a while, I’m contrary like that.
And last but by no means least I read A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. This has become a bit of a tradition for me over the last few years and one that I really look forward to. It’s just not Christmas until I’ve reacquainted myself with Ebenezer Scrooge. If you’ve never read it before then I highly recommend that you do. It has stood the test of time for a reason and for me, this story is the true meaning of Christmas.
So that was me, what have you been reading this month? Did you get any new books in your Christmas stocking? I didn’t actually! But that’s probably a good thing looking at my to be read pile!