Thursday, January 29, 2009

Dipping my toes in again...

2008 was my worst year by far for reading. I still read some fabulous stuff, but for the very first time in my existence it felt as though I could go through life without ever reading anything at all. Yes, it was a crazy year. From beginning to end, every certainty I ever possessed was questioned. I thought I had figured some things out - myself above all - but I was wrong. And yet it was a year I will be grateful for.

I went back to the library, ironically a year to the day I last did - Jan 25th. Planned to borrow a bunch of M & Bs or at least pseudo historical romances, which is my preferred form of trash reading. Struggling through The Last Mughal made me think that perhaps I was better off reading only frivolous stuff. But standing there in front of those bookshelves, it wasn't the romances that I felt like picking up. I did pick one, The Weaver's Daughter, but even though it was a pedestrian piece of writing, it was less a bodice ripper than a low-brow attempt at capturing a time in history.

So now I'm reading a book that I have long wanted to: On Beauty by Zadie Smith. Marvelous. Especially the Howard's end style beginning.

See, I'm less frivolous than I think!

1 comment:

Shalini George said...

i was a non-bookerian as well in 2008. Not deliberately. It so happens that every time a pick up a book these days, i doze off. Tried the M&Bs as well... not working for me either. Words on print just gives me the best kind of sleep, these days. I do hope 2009 is a better year for me. Pray that i can once again ravage shelves and gorge books and be the bookerian i would like to be. All the best to you for a bookish year.
:) As always love the way you write...