Elizabeth is Missing by Emma Healey
Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn
The One Hundred Year Old Man Who Climbed Out of a Window and Disappeared by Jonas Jonasson
The English Patient by Michael Ondaatji
The English Patient by Michael Ondaatji
The Sealed Letter by Emma Donoghue
Another reason for my slightly delayed blogging is that I went on holiday to Spain - a bonus of the unemployed students who aren’t yet completely broke and I wanted a couple of light hearted reads. As part of my attempt to expand from reading only English literature (begun with The Hen Who Dreamed She Could Fly) I picked up The One Hundred Year Old Man Who Climbed Out of a Window and Disappeared. Bonkers is the only word I think of to describe it, but I can’t remember another book that has had me giggling uncontrollably by the pool and that was before I had started on the Sangria.
As if scaring myself with Before I Go To Sleep wasn’t enough, I decided to read Gone Girl at long last so I could watch the film with my friends one hot evening after a BBQ. Truly terrifying. I was shocked at so many different points. The film is also fantastic but no where near as creepy as the book which keeps you tantalisingly in the dark until even the very end.
To stretch my brain a bit whilst I was away Half of a Yellow Sun was stuffed in next to my sandals and I had high hopes for this one. During some work experience at Fourth Estate publishers last summer, I bagged myself a copy of Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s Americanah. Americanah follows the life of Ifemelu from her childhood in Nigeria to her journey to America where she meets with racism for the first time and begins to lose sight of herself. Eventually, she begins to regain some control over her life through her very popular blog. I was hooked and I’ve been waiting the read her prize-winning Half of a Yellow Sun since I finished the last page.
First of all, I cannot tell you how much it pains me to say that I read Elizabeth is Missing on a kindle. In a toss up between ice cream on holiday and a hardcopy of Elizabeth is Missing, ice cream came up trumps and so I sadly do not own this beautifully designed cover; however, that didn’t stop me falling utterly in love with Maud.
That brings me to The English Patient. It wouldn't be a holiday without at least one romance, which the cover of The English Patient promises immediately, but, set in the aftermath of WWII, this isn't your average fling.
Finally, in the hopes that The Sealed Letter could live up to its predecessor, Room, I squished it into my hand luggage, which I’m very glad RyanAir didn’t weigh.
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