Booktag: Seven Book Sins
Because it’s Saturday, and because we don’t live for paints, powders and potions alone (that’d be nice, though), but for words that inspire too… at least I do. I first saw the booktag “Seven Book Sins” in Alicia’s blog Momentos de Evasión, and I loved it, being that I love everything to do with books, with sin, or with both.
So I’m playing too: in case you aren’t familiar with the concept of this tag is about, the idea is to connect a read with each of the seven deadly sins.
Books that were disappointing, or downright infuriating… I mean, who has time for crap reads?
Hmm… this one’s pretty easy: it’s a tie between Catcher in the Rye and Fifty Shades of Grey.
With Catcher I was so annoyed with the main character from the start: nothing but dull, dull and interminable white whine from your typical teen turd bankrolled by well-off parents.
Holden Caulfield fancies himself authentic, smart and interesting, feels sorry for himself, curses every other word (ooo careful, we have a badass over here), everyone but him is phony and unworthy of his greatness… whether there’s anything of value about this dude, or anything that sets him somewhat about the level of the phonies and unworthies, is anyone’s guess; didn’t see anything pointing to that direction in the story. Never understood why this tone-deaf drivel has somewhat made it to the category of American classics, and I’m glad.
With Fifty Shades I could not make it past the first half of the first book, and I’m angry I gave it this much of my valuable reading time.
That time could have been used for something so much better, such as tearing up every page from these books, taking them to the nearest animal shelter, and volunteering to line the cat litter trays.
I’m also angry that among so many good books out there (or at least not as bad, idiotic, and offensive to eyes and brain cells as this one), this 💩 gets the recognition and the $$$ales. I’m glad I got it as a gift from a friend, so my conscience isn’t soiled by the thought of a single cent going from my pocket to that shoddy hack E.L. James.
Above all, I’m angry at how so few seem to know or care that the story badly plagiarizes the plot of Secretary, a film I loved and which deals with this topic in a much more deft way.
I’m not a fanfic reader. However, I think I’d enjoy a fanfic with Grey (the good one) giving Holden Caulfield a much needed backhand across his pretentious face, see if that knocked some wits into him.
Reads that were a pain to finish, or even to take up
Many classics, but above all, Don Quixote. I read it when I was very young, and still into the habit of finishing each and every book I began, come hell or high water, and I remember it took me the better part of a year to finish this one. I. Could. Not. Trudge. Through. This.
In fact, I barely remember anything about it; not strange, considering that I ended up skimming most of it, in an effort to turn the pages as quickly as possible, and get through the literary obligation of “having read Don Quixote”.
I think I’d also classify in this category “The Cursed Child”. I don’t like the idea of leaving the last book in the Harry Potter saga unread, but meh. Just meh.
And I say this as a self-confessed Potterhead: all the other books are lovingly kept in my library as a sweet memory of youth and good times in the past… but the media phenomenon of the HP fandom got sooo overblown, for sooo long… I loved the story and its characters, both in book and film form, but don’t want to see them everywhere and anywhere.
Reads to appear smart and such
There are several books that, to tell the truth, I had to read for work purposes, in order to become better acquainted with some sociopolitic issues, and contemporary history of several countries.
Many have been every bit as dull and dry as could be expected, but now and then I run into some I love: they’re very enjoyable to read, and afterwards you could show off your awareness of current international affairs.
That I can remember right away, I especially liked these: “South Africa. The First Man, The Last Nation” by R.W. Johnson; “India. A Portrait” by Patrick French, and one in Spanish (I don’t know if there’s an English translation) by Rafael Poch-De-Feliu, about China, its society and current issues.
A bit in this same vein, I’d also recommend “Beyond Culture” by anthropologist Edward T. Hall, very interesting and easy to read.
The most expensive reads on your shelves
I can’t recall having paid a senseless sum for any book in my library… well, other than my insanely priced college textbooks… I ended up reselling many of them after I was done with each, to be able to afford the textbooks for the next course.
I think the most expensive book currently in my collection is one by the Kyoto Costume Institute published by Taschen, which is in fact two big, beautiful coffee table books; hard-cover, and together they weight about the same as a six-month old: Fashion: A History from the 18th to the 20th Century.
IIRC, I paid about 40€, give or take a little, and they were worth every penny. They are a visual delight, with notes touching upon the sociocultural backdrop of the garments, and very interesting to any and all fashionholics and/or devotees of vintage and antique wear.
I’m envious of whoever has several books I want by I. Asimov, which, being that they’re apparently out of print, are a bit hard to get my hands on, and some copies can cost the earth; I’d love to own IA’s Guide to The Bible, the Guide to Shakespeare, and Understanding Physics, among others.
I’ve also wanted Hawkins “The Universe in a Nutshell” for the longest time, and have never managed to squeeze it in my book-buying budget (all the copies in the original English I’ve seen are so expensive… I could purchase a translation, which for some reason can be found cheaper, but I’m a stickler for reading books and seeing films untranslated when possible).
Last, I’m jealous of whoever has managed to afford the G.R.R. Martin stories that accompany the ASOIAF saga: Knight of the Seven Kingdoms, The World of Ice and Fire, and the book of maps The Lands of Ice and Fire.
I’d do the beast with two backs with these guys, if only they weren’t fictional characters…
Ooo, this one was easy too: several of the characters in A Song Of Ice And Fire, although I can’t really discern if it’s the characters themselves, or the actors playing them on TV… it’s a mix of the two, I think.
Besides, I’m spoiled for choice here: Jaime, Ned Stark, Littlefinger (and yes, I feel bad about liking this amoral, manipulative sneak… but oh, yum…)
The hardest one to make up my mind about I think would be Khal Drogo: not sure if I like the book Drogo more, or Jason Momoa’s Drogo. So to help me decide, I’ll check a gif or two…
Dead. I am dead. Jason wins this round hands down. Oh my R’hllor, what man is this, that runs around wearing smoky hooker eyes, and hair longer than mine, and is still a hunk o’man… 😍
Reads you devoured
My acutest case of reader gluttony that I can remember was with María Dueñas’ The Seamstress.
I picked it up as an afterthought, not really expecting much, and before I knew it, the damn book had pinned me down and just wouldn’t let me go; I quite liked the TV series made from it too, though same as with the book, the first half of the story is my favorite.
The same happened as well, centuries ago, with Sherlock Holmes: my absolute favorite story is “The Valley of Fear“.
Books that didn’t grab me at first, but ended up pulling me in.
Another easy choice: Carlos Ruiz Zafón’s The Shadow of the Wind. The first time I read it, I just couldn’t get into it, and couldn’t see for the life of me why it’d become such a best-seller… but one day I had nothing else at hand to read, I picked it up again, and I just couldn’t stop reading…
I also gobbled up the third in the saga, The Prisoner of Heaven; I still want to read the other two from “The Cemetery of Forgotten Books“ series: The Angel’s Game y The Labyrinth of the Spirits.
I almost stopped reading Jacqueline Susann’s Valley of the Dolls after the first few pages, but somehow I kept on… and it was a trip, leaving me completely useless for anything that wasn’t picking the book up again.
Last, your friendly neighborhood director has some very worthy advice to consider…
— Nessie (@KohlEyedNessie) 22 de abril de 2017
Have you done this tag in your blog, or plan to do it? If so, drop me a comment! Or also, suggest a title that you think deserves a place in this particular hell…