I started the year in a reading frenzy, but after going back to work after Christmas break (I’m a teacher), and getting back into the groove of things, it’s much harder to find the time to read as often or as quickly. Plus, I’ve just been busy. Since my last post, I’ve been to Washington D.C. for an all expenses paid conference on global education and I turned 32. I’ve finished two books and started another. More on those later.
I’ve always been an overachiever/perfectionist. It’s both a blessing and a curse. I often stress myself out with the amount of work I put on myself, but it feels good to be successful and maybe I just crave the positivity of an “I’m proud of you” or a “good job!” I also love to travel, so when an email crept in my inbox about applying for a global education program through Fulbright, I applied. I found out I was accepted in July and then started a graduate level course on global education in September. The next step was D.C.
I had never been to D.C. before. I could write on this experience for quite a bit, but there are books to talk about! The highlight reel is this: I saw all of the famous monuments, ran a refreshing 3.5 mile run with my friend (who also happens to be my boss), learned more about global education, and most importantly learned more about myself. All in all, not a bad getaway. Perhaps the biggest moment of the trip was my friend’s encouragement for me to be honest with the higher ups of Fulbright about my life plans. More on this later… maybe. Anyways, it worked out well. I was afraid to be vulnerable and honest and damnit if it’s not hard enough being a woman, but it all worked out better than I could ever imagine. I was originally scheduled to do my field experience in Thailand (which was my first choice), but am now going to Morocco (which likely would have been my first choice had I known it was an option). This change will work out much better for me personally and I’m so excited!
Life between the binding has been eventful to say the least, but I did somehow manage to get my reading in.
My sixth book of the year was The Night Circus, which started with such promise. I was completely enchanted and I think that’s a perfect word for what this book brings to the table: enchantment. Unfortunately, the middle of the book lagged on and the plot seemed to fizzle out. It did pick up and finish strong though. There was definitely a magical quality about this book, aside from the obvious. The love story was captivating, but I wish it would have started sooner. I wasn’t invested in many of the side players either. This book had so much potential for me, but ultimately fell short of the mark. However, it has stayed with me. Initially, I might have given this book a 3/5, but I’m feeling now that it is at the very least a 3.5.
Little Fires Everywhere was the pick for my book club this month. Which, by the way, if you don’t have a book club, you’re doing life wrong. I love meeting with my ladies every month to catch up and talk about our lives over snacks. Talking about a book we all read, just makes it all better, because there’s solidarity in what we’re doing, but we all come with differing perspectives. I digress. Little Fires Everywhere was the hit book of 2017 and has maintained it’s popularity by continuing to be on the best-seller list. Reese Witherspoon and Kerry Washington are even starring in a Hulu series depiction of the novel. Basically, people love this book. Me, not so much. I didn’t hate the book. I actually enjoyed it just fine and found myself more invested about half way through. The first line of the book starts with action and immediacy, however, that shortly fizzled out for me. I felt like this book was buried in exposition. I craved dialogue and maybe more of a sensical formal. While this wasn’t my favorite book, man is it complex. It’s going to be a great book to discuss at my next book club meeting and I can’t wait! 3.5/5
I’m currently listening to Sing Unburied, Sing and wow. Jesmyn Ward is a master of poetic nuance. I’ve previously read Salvage the Bones and both novels are similar in that they really transport you to a very specific life; characters are fully realized, lovable, and redeeming; and they are a slow burn in the best possible way with rich language that takes your breath away. I find myself stopping and just wrecking my brain over how effortless this style seems for the author, yet how complex it is really. She is a genius wordsmith and character builder and I look forward to finishing this book up. Right now, this book is looking like it will end up being at least 4 stars for me.
That’s all for now. Find a book, let life happen, and remember that all good things happen between the binding. Happy reading!