Last Book I Gave Up On
I almost never DNF books (even Cryptonomicon which I haven’t picked up in over a year I still *intend* to finish one of these days.) However, I put down the sequel to The Summer Tree firmly without any intention to finishing it. I love some of Guy Gavriel Kay’s later works, but his only high-fantasy trilogy was so full of over-wrought prose and unbelievable characters I simply couldn’t force myself to continue.
Last Book I Re-Read
I used to re-read books all the time. When I was younger, any one of my favorite books had been read dozens of times. I loved experiencing the events and emotions over again, and I loved finding details that I had missed the first time around. Now, there are just too many books I want to read and no time for re-reading! I regularly spend time reading The Lord of the Rings aloud to my sister over video chat as a way of staying in touch, but the last book I remember re-reading for myself was The Left Hand of Darkness. The first time I read it, I found it challenging, complex, thought-provoking and wanted to read it again not just to experience Ai’s trials on Gethen again, but to mull over the themes of duality and honor and the questions around sex and gender. The Left Hand of Darkness is hands-down one of my favorite books.
Last Book I Bought
Over the last several months, I have been starting to practice Buddhist mediation. This has been immensely beneficial for me, although I am still a beginner. My husband, (who has been a practicing Buddhist to varying degrees over the years and spent time as a Buddhist monk for a while before we had met,) recommended this book along with a few others to help me on my journey. I am looking forward to reading it.
Last Book I Said I Read, But I Didn’t
I was about to say I had never done this, but then I remembered that many years ago, I wrote an essay on Huck Finn for my AP literature exam without reading the book through fully to the end. I think I also pretended to read The Scarlet Letter that year. For someone who used to say Literature was my favorite class in high school, I sure didn’t do the work. (I did pass the exam, though!)
Last Book I Wrote in the Margins Of
I don’t write in my books all that often. Even my textbooks in school were often suspiciously unmarked. This book was one I actually read and revisited. Don Neumann was one of my favorite professors in grad school and at the end of my last class with him, I asked him to sign my book. Once, I had written at the top of one of my exam papers “Bill Nye the Science Guy” because Dr Neumann reminded me a lot of the beloved science educator from my childhood. I was tickled to see that he had remembered that.
Last Book That I Had Signed
Azar Nafisi came to speak at my university when I was still in school. I found her lecture inspiring and exciting. At the time, I had not yet read her book, but I purchased a copy and she signed it after her presentation. It became one of my favorite books for it’s rich prose and sorrowful yet hopeful look at Tehran during the revolution.
Last Book I Lost
I can’t think of a book I have ever misplaced as I am usually meticulous about knowing where my books are at all times. In fact, my friends and my husband have made fun of my for my “superpower” of being able to glance at a full bookshelf and tell at a glance which book is missing from it. This lead to moments such as sitting in the living room at my college apartment, glancing over at the shelves on the wall, and suddenly blurting out in the middle of conversation, “where is The Disappearing Spoon?” My roommate had borrowed it for light reading, which was no problem at all. I still have my books, but my husband still references that event to this day.
Last Book I Had to Replace
I gave my own copy of The Golem and the Jinni to my brother in law at Christmas, so now I will will have to replace my copy. Our love of fantasy is one of the few things we share, and although this is a little outside of his normal reading patterns, I think he will enjoy it for the historical-fantasy look at Little Syria and the Jewish neighborhoods in New York City at the end of the 19th century.
Last Book I Argued Over
- It’s not a trilogy, it is one novel published in three volumes.
- It’s not boring, it’s one of the most emotional, poetic fantasy books ever written.
- No, the Balrog doesn’t have wings.
…On a related note, check out the Tolkien Experience Project by Luke Shelton and my recent response here
Last Book You Couldn’t Find
I have often been frustrated going into big box bookstores, targeting the spec-fic section, and finding that it is full of row upon row of Jim Butcher, but some of the most highly acclaimed books the genre are nowhere to be found. I had to specially order A Stranger in Olondria because it was not even on the big box website. I have since ordered multiple copies and given it as a gift to a couple people because it is an amazing book that deserves to be known by more people.
Now I would be interested to hear your answers, as well!