Greetings SmartyKat followers and Happy July!
I can’t believe that we’re already HALF WAY through another year… where does the time go? Just on that new-month-note, being the start of July and all, I have the musings / thoughts / ideas from my first ever book club read to share with you. Yay! This month the club read Robyn Okrant’s Living Oprah and well, the reviews were mixed. For those of you who haven’t heard of the book before, it’s one of those blog-as-I-go year long experiments (yes, another one), Julie & Julia style, except Okrant challenges herself to “walk the walk of the queen of talk” (Oprah) for a year – literally. By “turning to the Big Three: The Oprah Winfrey Show, The Oprah Magazine and Oprah.com” Okrant vows to follow “a directive of any kind [that Oprah gives] through one of these outlets.” Am I kidding? I wish. Continue reading
They say that all good things must come to an end and, although I don’t disagree with the saying (after all, all things come to an end don’t they, so why should good things be any different?), I don’t love it. In fact, I don’t even like it. So, when the best book I’ve read in a long time came to an end a few days ago I was less than impressed and have been left nursing a horrible emptiness. Yes, I know, I probably should have realised at page 931 of 932 that the book was nearing its conclusion, and I probably did have a bit of an inkling (!), but it still didn’t prepare me for the post biblio-tic stress that I’ve been experiencing. Night sweats (I’ve been falling asleep in front of the heater now that I don’t have a thrilling read), heart palpitations (what to read next?!?), flashbacks – I’ve experienced it all – and all because of a book. I shouldn’t say a book because it isn’t just any book that I’m talking about. It’s Murakami’s latest “doorstop” of a masterpiece (it really has been described as a doorstop and probably fairly so – it’s big) 1Q84 (pronounced “nineteen eighty four”). Continue reading