It is almost 1 in the morning and I have a train to catch tomorrow at 7:30 and I tend to oversleep.
And yet, I'm here.
It's simple. I'm not tired! I sound like a little child, insisting that 9 PM is waaaay too early to be a bedtime. Hmph.
Due to this case of insomnia, here are a few of favorite books. They're pleasure books, for sure, but each book has made an irrevocable dent in my life. Either the book made me question a theory I once strongly grasped or just touched me on an emotional level. Oh, Mindy Kaling's book is straight up awesome. Funny, but real, ya know? Each book has made me giggle or tear up. (Green's is a tearjerker. Seriously. I bawled.)
The Elegance of a Hedgehog / Muriel Barbery
White Teeth / Zadie Smith
The Fault in Our Stars / John Green
One Day / David Nicholls
The Art of Fielding / Chad Harbach
Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? (And Other Concerns) / Mindy Kaling
I read many books at a time. It's weird. Here are some I'm currently switching off from. As you can notice, they are more "classic" books. Oops.
The Picture of Dorian Gray / Oscar Wilde
The Moveable Feast / Ernest Hemingway
Gourmet Rhapsody / Muriel Barbery
To Have or Have Not / Ernest Hemingway
The Sound and The Fury** / William Faulkner
**I'VE BEEN TRYING TO READ THIS BOOK SINCE LAST YEAR. I CAN'T GET PAST THE SECOND CHAPTER BECAUSE I DO NOT KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON. WHAT IS A MANCHILD?!?!?! End teenage angsty rant.
Hopefully, I finish The Moveable Feast soon. I'm carrying it around with me. For some odd reason, it is easier to digest on the subway, rather than at home. Hm.
Good night and D.E.A.R.
Drop everything and read. You know, grade school style. While you do that, I'm going to watch an episode of The Office until I fall asleep.