I set myself a goodreads reading challenge this year to read 40 books. I honestly don’t know how I’ve managed it. I have been next level tired and exhausted – but I think reading has been a way to distract myself from thinking, to engage and immerse myself in something other than real life. Maybe it’s delayed processing or maybe it’s helped over the last year and a half. Who knows? I love to read. It’s been a weird reading journey, I’ve often skipped from one recommendation on amazon to the next, or pulled out something totally at random from the library. I won’t say a great deal on any. Just sort of mark that I got there.
“It’s called a breakup because it’s broken” by Greg Behrent. I’ve read a fair few of these breakup books. I actually remember opening this at the office and marvelling at it’s ridiculously late arrival and inwardly dying inside at the state of the cover and the fact it was relevant to my life. I think these guys wrote ‘He’s just not that into you’. I didn’t like the writing style, I know it was supposed to be funny but I just found it all a bit patronising and slightly unhelpful which sort of contradicts every review. Definitely a book to judge by it’s awful cover in my humble opinion.
“The Script” by Vicky Mainzer” A friend told me about this book. I thought it was glib and badly written, however the content holds up.
“Everything Everything” by Nicola Yoon Stupid easy read, which was exactly what I needed. I fancied reading a novel aimed at young adults and my inner teenage self finished it in a couple of hours. It was ok.
“The unexpected joy of being sober” by Catherine Gray Sober curious is a bloody awful phrase, but I suppose I have been ever since I started running and loved running more than I loved feeling at all hungover. Brilliantly written, fascinating. I rate this book. I get SO MUCH MORE DONE without drinking. However I’ve done little running and things have reversed so I’m thinking this year again to do the no-thing. Pip talks about this cool thing, in this post.
“Reasons to Stay Alive” by Matt Haig a wonderful book, engaging and well written for anyone going through a crisis. I saw Matt Haig across the road the other day and nearly threw myself at him and blurted out something grateful but I always sound stupid and fawning if I attempt anything like that, so I resisted.
“The Subtle Art of Not giving a Fuck” by Mark Manson I wrote about this book here – it was definitely worth a read. There are only so many fucks to give.
“The Sober Diaries” by Clare Pooley more sober lit. Was worth a read but I preferred the work of Catherine Gray if I had to recommend one of the two.
“The betrayals” by Fiona Neill this is a Sunday Times Bestseller. I think I got it on the 99p kindle deal. Not entirely sure of the logic to that, it just riled me if I’m completely honest.
“Keep Going” by Joseph M. Marshall This was an amazon recommends. I loved EVERYTHING about the lakota wisdom in this book. This is the perfect book for anyone going through a hard time. I read this around the time I had a physical and mental burnout this year. My favourite quote is “That one more step will take us beyond where we were, somewhere, anywhere, ahead whether by a hairs-breadth or an arm’s length does not matter. ‘It isn’t always necessary to overwhelm a problem or overcome an obstacle in one fell swoop. A series of small victories, small steps, will serve the same purpose. We do not have to gain the top of the hill in one swift leap, or a prescribed number of steps for that matter. All we need to do is reach the top one way or another. Hope is always one more step.'” So applicable to learning, living, running, making as well as crisis. Great book.
“A moveable feast” by Ernest Hemingway I read this after seeing the quote ‘we would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright’ and thought it all sounded hopelessly romantic and idyllic. Then I read it. Then I read this article on the Daily Fail website and wished his book had ended with Hadley running across the road away from him. Yet, still, I loved this read and to read about his writing and his life and France. I’d love to read more Hemingway this year.
To be continued….