Well, didn't finish quite as many books as I'd hoped. The 8 books in December plan ended with an unexpected romantic rendezvous and a very stressful last couple weeks of work. In other words it's taken me like a month to read the last 100 pages of the book I just finished. Such disappointment.
So, the last book for 2011 was The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. Boy did that really bring me down! It started with me thinking, well this is kind of like a Catcher in the Rye for college girls, perfect, love it. But then it got to the point where I would return after lunch breaks of reading, completely morose, and say "Well, she just spent the last chapter trying to kill herself!" And my co-workers would nod in understanding. Did that sentence make any sense? Anyways, I truly did love this book. It was beautifully written and made me feel the worst bit of mad. It didn't help me at all psychologically. But I loved it. Five stars. The end.
SOOOO End of the Year Summary. 15 books. That's pretty sad. And honestly I got pretty sad going back and getting the number, partly because of the fact that I've gone in a full circle and am in the same arms only there's a lack of color here. And those months spent not reading just remind me that they were actually just bouts of depression spent trying desperately to entertain myself with things that would distract me from thinking, something that books are incapable of. So, boo hoo, let's keep emotion out of the book blog and say Heigh Ho for the new year!
-1/10/12
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