P.S. I Love You–Cecilia Ahern

Here is a writer who makes me want to punch her in the face because she makes me cry so much. I’ve read some of her other books and each and every one has made me cry. Definitely one of my top favourite writers because she writes how I think.

I don’t know if I can express in words how much I love this book. When I watched the movie my sister and I bawled like WE had lost the loves of our lives. And reading the book, it was the same. Except that it was spanned out in two days of a crying fit that didn’t seem to stop until the last page.

This book is a good fit for someone who is in need of a serious crying jag. Curl up in a chair with a blanket on and hot chocolate, it’s a snuggler of a read.

The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes–Arthur Conan Doyle

These are his short stories, I really like them. I like a little mystery. At one time, I thought that Sherlock Holmes was a real person and that Arthur really knew him. Now I realize what I was really thinking when I thought that. Which is that books can really come alive to me. Sometimes more so than real people can.

Good read, recommend his series. It’s a good thing that Guy Ritchie made that movie or I would’ve never peaked an interest in Sherlock Holmes. It’s a good thing that lots of movies are being made from books. PS. I Love You is next on the reading list. I heard it’s way different than the movie.

The Road–Cormac McCarthy

A story about a father and son in a post apocalyptic world where they are fighting for their lives and trying to find other living people in an otherwise deserted earth. Amazing right up until the end.

Truly a  lovely book. The last book that I felt was lovely like this was Water for Elephants, or Burning Bright. Nothing too special about the story, the writing or anything, just simple and elegant. It’s just something that you feel when you read these things. Like they could happen to you.

Neon Angel–Cherie Currie

I LOVE CHERIE!!! For those who don’t know her, she was the lead singer of The Runaways. Yeah yeah yeah, that movie about Kristen Stewart and Dakota Fanning. Blah blah blah. NO. The movie was based on this book and this book was based on Cherie’s life. And by based, I mean it’s an autobiography.

This book was so well written that it was like being inside her life (as book as supposed to do) and it was amazing.

One of the most disturbing and fascinating things I’ve read in awhile. I want to find her and hug her.

Even if you don’t like biographies, auto or otherwise, this is worth a read. Whether it was making me laugh, cringe, or sent me into a boiling rage, it was one of the first biographies I’ve read and it was absolutely fantastic.

Put this on your shelf, it deserves it.

Days of Gold–Jude Deveraux

I loved this book. I’m a sucker for romances apparently. Jude writes in a way that isn’t cheesy or classic romance novels where it’s like reading porn. It’s just her telling a story of two people falling in love. Much like that ding-dong Nicholas Sparks, except that instead of people dying at the end, people live happily ever after.

This was about Edilean Talbot and Angus McTern, my two favourite characters of hers so far. And lucky for me, the beginning of a looong family tree that ends up in four books as far as I know.

It’s not lame, it’s lovely.

Take a chance on love. Okay, THAT was lame. Haha

Water For Elephants–Sara Gruen

This book is amazing. It was so beautifully written that I was instantly drawn into the story. I won’t even give you a synopsis about it because I want every inch of it to be a surprise!

Made me mad, made me laugh, made me cry with joy, and it’s pretty rare a book can make me cry with happiness.

HIGHLY RECOMMENDED. Love love love it.

Okay, maybe a short synopsis: It’s about the circus. Haha.

The Uninvited–Tim Wynne-Jones

Uninvited indeed. This book was HORRIBLE. Maybe this was just his breather book before he continued on with his other, apparently, award winning books, but I just wanted to set this book on fire the whole time I was reading it. It was badly written, the plot was weak, and the characters did things and reacted to things in ways that I’ve never seen anyone do. It was ridiculous, and not in a good funny way. This book was supposed to be a suspense book…I THINK. I wasn’t in suspense for anything.

PLUS a brother and sister kiss in it. For like a second, but it was on the lips. Just weeeeeird. I would never kiss my brother on the lips!!! Yikes-a-bee! I wouldn’t suggest this book to my worst enemy…okay, maybe Tobey Maguire would like it.

Elvis: Still Taking Care of Business–Sonny West

This is obviously about Elvis and his life with Sonny West, one of his best friends and a member of the Memphis Mafia. I loved each and every second of this book, but I also have a big geek-on for Elvis and anything to do with him, so I WOULD nerd out about it.

I definitely recommend this to any Elvis fan, or Sonny West fan, which I am now proud to say I am. It has given me a new way of looking at Elvis (not just as the rock and roll God that he is, but as a real man) and shown me how he truly lived his life. It obviously takes a sad turn at the end and it’s heartbreaking to see how he got to that point.

But it also makes me feel like Elvis and I would’ve been really good friends if he were alive and I were to meet him. (He took care of girls like me like they were his little sister. )

Life’s That Way–Jim Beaver

Jim Beaver started writing nightly emails to his family and friends when him and his wife, Cecily Adams, were learning and going through her lung cancer diagnosis. Eventually this turned into more than 4000 people reading his email nightly.

This book is a memoir of the turmoil and pain they went through the year it happened and is one of the most fantastic and heartbreaking reads I’ve ever come across.

Since it’s real life, I don’t seem too concerned about Spoiler Alerts. Cecily died March 3rd 2004. She is survived by Jim and their daughter Madeline Rose.

This is a tearjerker people, made me cry like a little girl. Bring tissues.

Come to the edge.

Starting Over

Since my life is exceedingly boring I decided that instead of writing about that I’ll write about what I’m reading. Considering that is ffffaaaaaarrr more interesting than a random blog about how I cleaned my house once again today and my dog whizzed on the carpet AGAIN, that’s what I’ll be starting over with.

Enjoy the reviews of what I’m currently reading, and hey, maybe I’ll still find time to write in a recipe that is worth it.