All work, no play makes Unruly a cranky girl

Lately my reading’s been…

These
days things are delightful and they’re busy. And it’s embarrassing how difficult it is to find time to
read. So most of my recent reading has been the assigned stuff. 

The reading’s been work, people.  

First, there’s the genre
study. Thrillers. We’ve been reading thrillers. I’m not exactly thrilled. It’s very good for me, though: professional development!
And our most recent book
club selection didn’t exactly trip my trigger.
Here’s
what I’ve been Reading and Not Writing About.
(subtitle,
option 1: How to Annoy an Otherwise Jolly Reader)
(subtitle,
option 2: Books I’ve Not Loved and Have Barely Even Liked)
Warning:
If you don’t like cranky, please stop reading now and return another day. I’m very
likely to become more cheerful about my reading by then. I promise. 

Mary Poppins by P.L. Travers – Clearly I’m
not the audience for this book. First, I’m too darn old. Second, I require a
likable main character, and I couldn’t stand this one and really just wanted to
drop-kick her. Except she just would’ve levitated, which would’ve vexed me even
further. The book club discussion helped raise my opinion of the book, but Mary Poppins herself is still on my bad nanny list.
Deep Black: Death Wave by Stephen Coonts and William
H. Keith – I thought
I’d like Coonts, because he has aviation stuff in his background, but instead I
found myself bored with all the drama in this book. These thrillers strain my
ability to suspend my disbelief.
The Camel Club by David Baldacci – At first, I was
annoyed by Baldacci’s clunky use of adverbs. Then by his adjectives. Then his
verb choice was bothering me beyond reason. (Yes, the verbs!) And finally, the
contortions of the plot made me shake my head. I’m not P.L. Travers’s audience, and I’m not Baldacci’s, either. There are tons of people who’ve turned this guy into a huge best selling author, and I get the appeal. I can talk with readers about the appeal. But his books don’t appeal to me. (Don’t tell all those other readers.)
OK,
here’s some happiness, though, guys. For real! 

A Plague of Secrets by John Lescroart – This legal
thriller surprised me, because I actually liked it. I’ve never been drawn to
these books, but this one really worked. There was enough character development
to satisfy me, only the bad guys were unlikable (and believably so, not over
the top), and the storyline hung together nicely. I truly wanted to find out
how the book would end. So Lescroart made me care about the
characters and believe the plot (in spite of my feeling rushed as I read, since
I had a deadline). Well done, dude. I’d recommend Lescroart as a good gateway
from mystery to legal thrillers, because there’s enough investigation in the
book to satisfy that mystery craving. I actually had trouble putting it down.
OK,
guys. Next time: cheerfulness. Prepare yourselves! Hearts and sunshine. You’ve been warned.

by

Reader, librarian, & happy little geek

8 thoughts on “All work, no play makes Unruly a cranky girl

  1. I have a friend who is always encouraging me to read Baldacci. I'm glad I saw what you wrote. That was my gut feeling.

    Mary Poppins…I got halfway through and then DNF'd it.

  2. Bybee– We might be clones on these counts.

    I'm reading Brad Thor right now (more assigned reading!) and for that type of book, he's way better than Baldacci. Still not exactly my cuppa, but heck.

  3. Tracy

    Ok. I really don't know if we can continue our friendship for much longer. YOU HATED MARY POPPINS??????? You wanted to, and I quote, "drop-kick her"??? I could just bawl 🙁

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