I didn’t get to read too much last year, I’m not so proud to say. I read some pretty good books, though, like Life of Pi by Yann Martel and while I had some criticisms regarding the writing style of World War Z, I still thought the book was pretty good. I got around to reading a James Blish book that was falling apart as I read it, quite symbolic, actually, I didn’t get too many books in last year. I hope to remedy that.
So yesterday, I started on a non-fiction book, God is not Great by Christopher Hitchens. My Dad just finished reading it and he was telling me about it and I was so intrigued. I do enjoy reading non-fiction and felt like I might enjoy reading in that mode for a bit. I watch too many movies as it is that the shift in tone and voice and style might do me some good.
At the same time, It goes hand in hand with my current battle against religion. I have nothing against individual faith but I am currently riling up against the oppressive dictations of the Catholic church in my country. They’ve been forcing us to remain in the dark ages for the longest time and they need to be put in their place. Since I have never read the Bible and I only spent about a year of my whole life as a devout Catholic, I know too little to be able to make any intelligent arguments against it. This book, by Christopher Hitchens, has some fantastic and well-researched arguments against all religions. What it does is gives you proper perspective by putting the whole thing in its proper context.
That’s my thing, these days, putting things in the proper context.
Hopefully, I’ll be able to finish this soon so I can get back to reading other stuff. I’d like to go through a book on literary criticism because I sort of want to get back to that. I also want to read a biography, just don’t know whose. I’ve always enjoyed reading the biographies of rock stars. Maybe this reflects on my own frustrations of being a rock star; but I’ve always enjoyed reading those books because it gives me an insider look into the world of music and how music is made and then sold.
Then maybe I can get back to reading fiction. I still haven’t opened my copy of Perks of Being a Wallflower and I’ve been very vocal about how that movie struck a deep cord in me. I’d like to finally read that, but maybe after the movie has sort of left my mind a bit so that I can read it fresh, outside of the visuals of the movie.
I also have an Audrey Niffenegger book, Her Fearful Symmetry, which I haven’t been able to get through. I loved The Time Traveler’s Wife and so, by nature, should be excited to get through Her Fearful Symmetry. And the fact that it somehow alludes to William Blake’s poem The Tiger, which was a poem I had memorised back in 3rd Grade for a declamation contest excites me even more. Coming full circle? Maybe.
All I know, it is time to get back to my reading. I hope to do more this year.