This Week’s Blog Posts:
It was another full week at Grab the Lapels (something I plan to address in 2020). On Monday, I posted the last conversation of a #ReadingValdemar book for 2019. Yes, Jackie @ Death by Tsundoku and I still plan to have a conversation about what it was like reading one series for a whole year, but this was the end of our book chats.
Wednesday was interesting. I shared my thoughts on a book that looked rom-com but turned erotica. I had a lot of complaints about Get a Life, Chloe Brown by Talia Hibbert, despite its efforts to be fat-positive, inclusive of people with chronic disabilities, and explore toxic relationships.
Friday’s review made me both sad and scared thanks to the power of Lucy Knisley’s latest graphic memoir, Kid Gloves. Contraception, miscarriage, pregnancy, a fearful spouse, bad doctors, a traumatic delivery, almost dying — there’s so much going on with women’s reproductive health and how it affects their families.
Next Week’s Blog Posts:
I celebrate Coca Cola Christmas, so I decided to do all things festive and wintery next week. On Monday, check out my review of White Elephant by Trish Harnetiaux. A realtor and her husband host a Christmas party in an Aspen home that doubles as a house showing for a celebrity, but when their murder weapon from two decades ago is unwrapped during the white elephant gift-giving game, things get haywire. 🎁
On Wednesday I’m sharing a brief, festive book post about sweetness and peppermint and demons that get murderous at Christmas. Of course! 🎄
Lastly, on Friday I share my end-of-the-year stats and goals to see what happened at Grab the Lapels in 2019, and what to expect in 2020.
Book I’m Reading Aloud to My Spouse:
We’re having a great time reading one story and one recipe each night from Jeanette Winterson’s Christmas Days: 12 Stories and 12 Feasts for 12 Days. The stories are inventive and quite varied, while the recipes are full of realistic steps for beginning chefs with a sense of humor.
Also, I gave up on A Haunted Life, the biography of Shirley Jackson by Ruth Franklin. Unarguably a thorough book, Franklin gets bogged down in details about Shirley Jackson’s great-grandfather’s days building houses (pages and pages only to conclude that Jackson used an image of one of his houses to inspire her location in The Haunting of Hill House) and entire chapters about Jackson’s husband with no mention of her. I DNF’d at around 90 pages and added a different biography of the writer instead.
In the meantime, I picked up Moll Flanders by Daniel Dafoe on recommendation from Bill @ The Australian Legend. The spelling and punctuation are just “too” wild for a modern reader, yet I’m enjoying the story! The narrator isn’t vulgar, but it’s clear what’s going on — especially when she starts having sex — compared to the chaste writing of the 1800s. To be honest, I can’t remember the last time I read a book published pre-1800s.
Books Added to the TBR Pile:
I just. . . am having problems and adding too many books. Oh, well.