A few weeks ago, without knowing it, I took on Cynthia Crossen’s challenge in the Wall Street Journal about picking up a book that “hadn’t been cracked.” The last two books I read had been collecting dust on my shelves for years. I finally got through Atonement, after starting and stopping 3 times and never getting past page 75. If only I’d known that once Robbie accidentally delivers the X-rated letter to Briony, all hell breaks loose and the story picks up some serious steam to become a near perfect read, I would have finished it five years ago when I bought it. It also didn’t hurt that I was picturing James McAvoy as Robbie.
Next up, was Margaret Atwood’s Robber Bride, which I remember buying at a street fair for $1 in 2000. It smelled like a very old thrift store and even looked like it’d been trampled over in one. But, for some reason, I skipped sitting-pretty non-reads American Pastoral, The Invention of the Human, The Golden Notebook and Malachy McCourt’s Monk Swimming (among others) and went with the stinky Atwood paperback. It was a great read, although the final 50 pages are a bit soap opera-ish for my taste.
Is this a trend? Are you also re-visiting your bookshelf?
Posted by: Mariela