Hello March. (Which is just around the corner.)
I might have picked too many books to read in my February and got myself stressed about reading them all. I’ve always had that problem. I used to stumble out of the library with a pile of books the length of my arm. Then I would have continually renew them online. Note to self: make attainable reading goals. This month I’ve cut it down to only three books. But they are brilliant brilliant books. Oh, and you should definitely add these to your Waterstone’s basket.
Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki by Haruki Murakami
T loves Murakami. I’ve read 1Q84 but it put me off a little. The writing was stunning, the plot was intriguing but the ending. I thought it was left unfulfilled. However I’ve been persuaded to try again. I’ve picked Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki. I’ll let you know how it goes.
Here he gives us the remarkable story of Tsukuru Tazaki, a young man haunted by a great loss; of dreams and nightmares that have unintended consequences for the world around us; and of a journey into the past that is necessary to mend the present. It is a story of love, friendship, and heartbreak for the ages.
Apparently upon asking the question should you read this book? To quote Jack Kerouac himself, “I don’t know, I don’t care, and it doesn’t make any difference.” I’ve not read Kerouac but I’ve heard that On The Road isn’t that great. (S O R R Y.) But, T bought this for me when we lived long distance. We had a habit of buying books with covers we liked. The idea was that when we moved in, we would have a collection of sublime books – which we do. Now, I need to read this one.
Big Sur’s humane, precise account of the extraordinary ravages of alcohol delirium tremens on Kerouac, a superior novelist who had strength to complete his poetic narrative, a task few scribes so afflicted have accomplished—others crack up. Here we meet San Francisco’s poets & recognize hero Dean Moriarty ten years after On the Road.
It was the cover of this book that really drew my attention. I’m thinking this year I want to focus my attention on more nitty-gritty books. Reviews have commented whether the book discusses the narrowness of academic research. Or whether it reflects on scientific knowledge changes. Either way I want to learn more.
Teeming with comic detail and fierce intelligence, The Syme Papers recreates a time when to question the world and the origin of creation was the greatest project a scientist could undertake. It is a novel of genius and failure; of a man who thought he could prove the world was hollow, and in the glorious process of discover, broke his own heart.
Have read any of these tales? Let me know in the comments. Oh, and what should I add to my April haul?