As I was reading thorough my archives, I realized that I don't write about the book disappointments very much. Often, I have nothing more to say then, "Meh. It was fine." Or else, "Ugh. An awful book." In the case of the latter, there are only so many things you can say about a bad book. But I was thinking, isn't this kind of like the bloggers who only write about the great things and only post pretty pictures of their lives? Every book blogger will tell you that she has had her fair share of bad, nay, awful books. In this post, I'm going to tip you off to a few books that I have read recently and was not a fan of.
1. Does My Head Look Big In This? by Randa Abdel Fattah-This book was sitting on a table at the library and I idly glanced at it and thought it looked good enough to take home. It's a YA book about a Muslim girl in Australia, dealing with cultural identity and discrimination in an immediately post-9/11 world. I thought it sounded like a fascinating read. I think the premise would have been fascinating as adult-level fiction, but, written for YA, it was too annoying. Our heroine whined far too much, complained about school for probably a combined total of 50 pages, and had a mortifying crush that went on for too long without resolution. In other words, the book was a stereotypical YA book, with the exception that there was some interesting commentary from the author on race and culture in our world today. I will say, the book was very funny at parts. Still, not worth reading unless you love YA.
2. The Look of Love by Sarah Jio-Another idly-grabbed-off-the-bookshelf read. I thought this one had potential. Sarah Jio is a New York Times bestselling author with a lot of critical acclaim and I've heard good things about her books. But this one….ooof. This heroine was far too pathetic and I kept wanting to reach into the book and smack her. Her sad, lonely, woe-is-me life just irritated me instead of making me feel any kind of sympathy. That said, the premise of the story-a young woman who has the ability to see love is given the task of identifying the six types of love before the full moon after her 30th birthday; then, of course, falls in love-sounded kind of fun to read. I'm going to keep pressing on, because, who knows, maybe I will be surprised. If I end up liking the book, I'll let you know.
3. Shakespeare: The World as Stage by Bill Bryson-Now this was actually a great book. At least, theoretically, I know that. For whatever reason, it just didn't click with me. I'd read a couple of pages, then wander over to a bookshelf or the library book box to see what else I had to read. That said, I know that this is a good book and, when my mood is right, I'll pick it up again. Still, I'm counting it as a dud because I can't review it if I haven't made myself read it.
That's not a terribly long list of duds. But these are all books read (or started) just throughout the month of May. I do think that I go on cycles of getting heaps of great books and then dry spells where I can't find anything to read. Discouraging, but the good cycles where I have lots of books do make up for the times when I don't. Tell me, readers, does this happen to anybody else?