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January top reads


As always, I glommed down a bunch of books this month, and also watched quite a few movies. They’re all reviewed on my Books, etc. page. (I’ve been doing this since around September last year; go here for 2014’s reviews.)

I thought it would be good to give an extra mention to the ones I enjoyed most, so here goes:

  • Next, by Michael Crichton – an intense fantasy thriller, gave me chills
  • Heartburn, by Nora Ephron – lightweight, funny, easy read
  • Coming Clean, by Kimberly Rae Miller – a moving memoir about growing up with hoarders

And the best of the month’s movies were…

  • The Grand Budapest Hotel – witty and powerful; I have to own it because I’ll need to watch it again, and then  again
  • Election – a fun comedy despite some dark humor
  • The 100 – complete junk, and I’m a junkie 

Hmm, not the most challenging month of reading, I must confess. No matter; I’m halfway through a wonderful book, and have a pile of promising reads next to my bed. February’s looking good!

“Fun Home”, by Alison Bechdel


Graphic Memoir, published 2007, available from Amazon.

I tell people I don’t like comics or graphic novels, but really that’s not true. Tintin, Asterix and Pogo were among my best friends growing up, and as an adult I’ve stumbled over several graphic novels and loved them. But for some reason I have continued to bypass that section of the library and book stores.

Fun Home just blew that bit of bullshit clear out my intellectual attic window.

I’m not going to bother to review it. Nanna Prawn says all that needs to be said over at Tipsy Lit. Go on over, have a read, and then … don’t do what I did; do what I’m going to do. Don’t take it out of the library. Just buy a real paper, hardback copy of the book. It’s what you’re going to want to do anyway.