Books read in March 2011:
- The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver. A Baptist preacher from Georgia takes his wife and four daughters to the Congo in the 1960s. Their life there, and what happens after…
- Just So Stories by Rudyard Kipling. Delightful little stories for one’s Best Beloved. The Elephant Child is my favourite, with his ‘satiable curiosity.
- King Lear by William Shakespeare. An old king and his three daughters. A duke and his two sons. A beautiful tragedy.
- The Lathe of Heaven by Ursula K. Le Guin. A man’s dreams change reality, and his psychologist takes advantage of this. Almost not quite science-fiction, until you get to the aliens.
- Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins. Sequel to Hunger Games and just as un-put-downable as the first. What will happen next??
- I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith. An eccentric family living in the ruins of an old castle in the 1930s, as told through the diaries of one of the daughters, Cassandra.
- The Illustrated Man by Ray Bradbury. I love Ray Bradbury. He doesn’t explain anything. Also, he writes about Mars.
Best new read of the month: The Poisonwood Bible.
Best (only) sequel of the month: Catching Fire.
Best non-novel of the month: King Lear.
This was a hard month for choosing bests. The Lathe of Heaven tied for best read, but anyone who reads this blog knows that I am biased to Ursula K. Le Guin. And choosing a best non-novel? How does one compare Just So Stories with King Lear and The Illustrated Man? Each is so incredibly different. I put King Lear because it is a play I have tried to read several times in the past and just never could get into it, but this time I did and I loved it.
I wanted to read Fire and Hemlock this month in honour of Diana Wynne Jones, but didn’t get to it. Soon. I am sad that she has passed away, for I have heard wonderful things about her novels. Neil Gaiman, her friend, wrote a lovely tribute to her here. My first introduction to her story-telling was watching Howl’s Moving Castle, which I thoroughly enjoyed; it made me want to read her work. The legacy of a writer is that their work survives them…