5/19/10

Book 22 - Diary of a Wimpy Kid

I've decided to add a feature to my book blog posts and give you all a heads up on how long it takes me to read each of these books. Diary of a Wimpy Kid only took me a day (which is about what I expected) and I can't help but feel a little cheap counting it as 1 of the 52. That said, I LOVE reading quality kids' books and this book was 217 pages so I don't feel that cheap.

Diary of a Wimpy Kid by Jeff Kinney is just delightful. It's everything you want a kid's book to be - both for yourself and (I can imagine) for your kids. The voice is very much that of a young boy (and a middle child) and I love the addition of the drawings.
I know I'm not the target audience here but I really enjoyed reading it. It was funny and silly and ridiculous but totally great too. I will be reading the additional installments and I have a strong feeling I'll be netflixing the movie version.

5/18/10

Book 21 - Friends Like These by Danny Wallace

Oh Danny Wallace... Danny Wallace who created his own cult (Join Me) and Danny Wallace who said yes to everything that was asked of him (Yes Man) and Danny Wallace who started the stupid boy project of finding "loads of people named Dave Gorman" (Are You Dave Gorman?). Danny Wallace who makes me laugh out loud on my commute and makes the yuppies on my bus stare at me in confusion.

Needless to say, I was pretty excited when I discovered that Danny Wallace had written another book. Friends Like These: My Worldwide Quest to Find My Best Childhood Friends, Knock on Their Doors, and Ask Them to Come Out and Play is exactly what you expect it to be. Danny Wallace, on the precipice of turning 30, has what amounts to a minor freak out and spans the globe (for real, the globe) looking for his childhood friends. Some people have Facebook - Danny Wallace has world travel. Must be nice.

The book is, as expected, pretty funny. I wouldn't say that it lives up to Join Me (my favorite Danny Wallace escapade) but it did make me crack up in public and embarass myself. Additionally, it turns out I'm only a few years behind Danny Wallace in the march towards 30 and I see all around me the things he's afraid of. We're talking multiple types of hummus in the fridge, your friends having babies, shotty construction work - YUPPIEHOOD.

Danny Wallace is delightful and his books are too. They make you want to be his friend and take part in his silly little boy projects. You want him to find all of his friends and you want them all to be just as happy as you are that he has found them!

Danny Wallace Google Videos!

Danny Wallace's Own Web Page! Woot!

5/17/10

Book 20 - Drown by Junot Diaz


Drown, by Junot Diaz, is a collection of short stories - not actually my favorite type of reading. If you haven't caught on yet, I'm a giant, dense novel type of gal and I like me some complicated plot lines and intense character development. Even though I loved Diaz' novel (The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao), I was nervous about trying out the short stories. He's a great writer but everything that I truly love about writing and reading has to do with the longer form a novel - don't even get me started on novellas.

In the end, Drown did not feel to me like a collection of short stories. Instead it felt very much like a novel - with a slightly disjointed version of time. The stories were clearly of a theme and were tied together by commonalities rather than driven apart by their differences. I've since read that the narrator stays true through the stories of Drown but honestly, I didn't feel that. The narrators could have changed but the ideas were the same, the experiences and the feelings. It was easy to feel like Diaz was speaking about a type of person rather than a specific person. My gut tells me that Diaz knows this, that based on his own experiences he's know countless people that could fill the role of this narrator. He colors it with his own obvious intellect and "nerdiness" (as he does in Oscar Wao) but the voice of his stories always seems to come out as both accessible and just beyond your grasp.

Drown, again like Oscar Wao, dabbles in the disgusting with a little too much information regarding bodily functions, etc. but it feels perfectly at home in the writing. You're not startled as much as your as embarrassed, which I again feel is part of the point. I can't speak from experience but I feel like if I met Junot Diaz at a party he would make me squirm and make me want to be his lifelong friend. His writing feels that way at least, though I worry that it will reach an end. I am intrigued to see what he does next - how he is able to evolve his writing style and story line without losing that connection I feel.

The NYTimes, it turns out, offers a wealth of links for those searching for more information on Diaz: