Laurel starts writing a letter to a dead person (Kurt Cobain) as an assignment for her English class. But, instead of giving it to her teacher, she kept the letter and started to write some more, just as writing a diary. There are a lot of things going on in her life (her sister died, her mother left, she goes through share custody between her father and her aunt, she changed school and friends, she is falling in love…) and uses these letters to famous dead people as part of her grieving process.
Another book I kept reading just to see the end of it. It’s quite annoying. I don’t know… I felt like the entire book was crying and begging for a coming of age movie adaptation. It felt fake, and a bit pretentious.
Classic love stories á la rom-com. Last year I succumbed to the hype and bought the first book in the trilogy. When I started reading it I was overwhelmed by the amount of clichés I was founding and felt a great disappointment. However, as I kept going, I ended up binge-reading it like there was no tomorrow. It was still full of clichés and predictable situations, but, for reasons unknown, I enjoyed it. For the second and third part of the series I was already aware of what I could expect and pretty much I knew beforehand how they ended, but those things didn’t make them less enjoyable. From these two, I liked Lola better.
Decur (Guillermo Decurguez) is an Argentinian illustrator that I like a lot! His works are filled with such tiny detail, naïveté and adorableness in general that are like a warm hug to the heart. These two books are perfect for reading in a summer afternoon, under a huge tree, hearing nothing but birds singing and the sweet breeze blowing.
After reading so many children’s books I wanted to have a more “grown-up” reading.
I only bought this book because of the author. I read a very little thing from Malraux at uni, so when I found this book, that had no information in its exterior except for the title and the author and that seemed to be a novel, I said to myself “I’ll probable like this”. Well… I didn’t hate it but I didn’t quite enjoy it either. This novel is situated during a communist revolution that occured in China and started in the late 20s. This was completely out of my comfort zone and made me realize how little I know about the 20th century history, particularly this timeline. The book depicts the difference of opinions existent within the Communist Party, the position of the USSR as the headlight of the party, the position of those that were acting against the party at that moment, the role that the colonialist interests of France in Asia, etc. It’s full with inner dialogues and philosophical meditations. It’s a great “grown-up” reading, but not the kind I needed at that time. But I’ll definitely give it a second reading sometime in the future.
When I was a kid I read What Katy did next, which I soon realized, after reading the first pages, that wasn’t the first time Katy was introduced to the readers. This year I got to read this book, which wasn’t either the first, but the second book in the Katy series. Here we find Katy as a teenager. She and her sister Clover have the chance to go to a boarding school where a far cousin attends. They’re not very keen to the idea of leaving home for such a long time, knowing that this school is very far away and they won’t even have the opportunity of coming back home for the Holidays, but their dad convinces them and there they go. They make friends, they have fun, they become the moral compasses of their friends as the two very well educated young ladies that they are and everyone is as happy as expected.
Johanna Spyri was the original author of Heidi, and Charles Tritten was his translator to English. He decided it would be a good idea to write sequels to the original story, such as Heidi growing up and, like this book, having children. I haven’t read the original novel, but I did read the first sequel, Heidi and Peter as a kid. What I can remember from that book is that there were some passages suspiciously similar (for not saying “exactly the same”) to another of Spyri’s work (Grittli or Jörli, I can’t remember). For this occasion, he came up with a story that I found uninspired, soul-less and stiff. I couldn’t relate or bond with the characters AT ALL and the book was for me so annoying that made me wish to reach the ending as fast as possible.
Original titles: Jerseys, or the girls’ ghost;
The silver party;
The hare and the tortoise;
The banner of Beaumanoir;
How they camped out;
Music and macaroni
All those original titles are the ones from the short stories that this book compiles. It’s the first time in ages that I read something from Alcott that is actually new for me. These tales are very heterogeneous, going from every day-kind-of stories, to fantastic episodes to medieval-like settlements. Some of these stories remind me a lot of the things I loved from Little Women or An old-fashioned girl, so they were my favorite. The rest of them were kind of odd, but still lovable.
This is definitely not a book I would choose to read, but my mother bought it for me, so I had to give it a try. I didn´t love the book but I also didn’t loathe it at all, so it was ok, I guess. What really caught my attention is that the entire story is told from the point of view of the dog. It actually starts, the first few chapters, telling the story of its parents, a dog and a wolf, but right after that, as long as the books starts with the story of their puppies, White Fang is actually the narrator, and in a way that it’s completely believable! It explains how he started knowing about the world, which at the beginning was just a cave. Then the forest, then the indian tribe and so on, the dog narrates its entire life. Makes me wonder how my pets would talk about their own life.
I don’t think there’s much to say about this book that hasn’t been said already. To me, it was very different of what I expected. I was hoping something more close to realism or naturalism, but there were moments that felt like a fantastic tale. A man dying of guilt, another dying later because he couldn’t pursue his revenge… Hester being unable of breaking the spell the scarlet letter had on her, the child being unable of recognizing her own mother without the letter. I know there’s supposed to be some symbolism behind the entire story and characters and such, but really? Maybe is just that I’m not that familiar with the 17th century American way of life.
But the cover is pretty, isn’t it?
This is a sequel for Daddy-Long-Legs. Unlike the other, it doesn’t need a preliminary chapter: it already starts with letters. However, these letters are from the hand of Sally McBride. Judy got married and now owns the orphanage where she grew up, and convinced Sally, her best friend from college, to run it. By doing this, Sally acts against her parents and her boyfriend –a promising young politician-, and decide to take the position to prove she’s capable of taking care of a hundred kids. In the letters she writes to Judy, and eventually the doctor that works at the orphanage, we learn how well or not she’s dealing with this new situation. Sally’s writing style is a bit different than Judy’s, but the little drawings she adds in her letters are suspiciously similar 😉