This feels like the year where I go around harassing people to read more. Actually, that’s been most of the years of my life, but I’ve been extra pushy about it this year. Everyone got books for Christmas and their birthdays and just for hanging out with me too often. I’ve been trying to get everyone to tell me their favourite books so I can speed-read through them, and then maybe or maybe not judge the recommender based on whether or not the books are enjoyable. This tactic resulted in the discovery that my massage therapist had never heard of Agatha Christie, so I gave him my old copy of Crooked House. My massage therapist is very much of the I’m-a-man-and-I-do-crazy-athletic-and-manly-activities type.
My copy of Crooked House happened to have a cover photo of some spilled pills and ballet slippers.
To give credit where credit is due, he emailed me to let me know that he is carrying the book around in his bag, and he may even open it. I gave him permission to hide it inside another book.
For those of you whom I can’t pass off embarrassingly-covered books to in person, here’s my summer reading list. Send me yours as well!
I promise not to judge.
Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts
We Need to Talk About Kevin by Lionel Shriver
Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern
Limitless by Alan Glynn (please don’t judge a book by its movie)
The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand
Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn
Tiny Beautiful Things by Cheryl Strayed
The Game by Neil Strauss
How to be Single by Liz Tuccillo (like Eat, Pray, Love but better)
The Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follett
And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie