
New year, new reading challenge. I did not finish my Storygraph goal for 2021 but you can read about my favourite books in my newsletter, link in bio. I might be the only person you know who did not immediately fall in love with Amor Towles' previous book A Gentleman In Moscow, it was just not for me. I don't want to say I'm OPPOSED to this very popular resurgence of uplifting literature because that makes me sound very joyless and I like joy as much as the next person. But all these books, you know, your Man Called Ove types or one of those books where an awkward person makes friends with the world (The Rosie Project or Eleanor Oliphant) they're so fun to read but I always feel a little manipulated by the end. Like ok. This is a good story but it has left me no richer by the end of it. Like a murder mystery I guess, but I love murder mysteries so I'm not sure what kind of point I'm trying to make here. Anyhow! I enjoyed The Lincoln Highway, couldn't put it down even as I sneered at the obvious writing-with-one-eye-on-the-screenplay. And I'll watch the inevitable movie. Fun. Recommend if you're in a reading rut. Just don't look too closely at it or you'll see all the strings. #100in2022 #bookstagram
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