February’s catch

I’m not likely to finish the book I’m currently reading before the end of the day, and I have some time to kill, so here are the books I read in February.

~ Heather O’Neil, Lullabies for Little Criminals (6) (It’s one of the Canada Reads books. I’m afraid I didn’t like it all that much – I found the narrator to be too precocious, too prone to exaggeration, and too bleak.)

~ John Green, Looking for Alaska (7)
~ Gordon Korman, Born to Rock (7)
~ Poppy Z. Brite, D*U*C*K (8)

(These three I read in two days; none of them were very long, and they were all pretty good.)

~ Christopher Rice, Light Before Day (8) (SO much better than the first book of his which I read, despite very dark themes.)

~ Sue Haasler, Time After Time (4)
~ Sophie Kinsella, Can You Keep A Secret? (3.5)

I feel stupider for having read these two. At the time, I wanted something fluffy to read, but this just turned my brains to mush. (Note to Julie: Put down the Shopaholic book, and back away slowly!)

~ Charles de Lint, The Blue Girl (7) (Like meeting up with an old friend and finding out nothing has changed, but they have all sorts of new stories to tell you.)

Right now, I’m working my way through Michael Pollan’s The Omnivore’s Dilemma, and it’s a facinating read.

4 Responses to “February’s catch”


  1. John Mutford

    If you thought Lullabies was too bleak, did you try Kahunsha?! What are you thinking of the Canada Reads debates so far?

  2. Jason

    Re: Lullabies for Little Criminals

    I liked the book a little more, but some of the imagery was a bit cloying. And that must have been the easiest withdrawal from heroin for a 13-year old ever.

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