The Forgotten Waltz and Ai Wei Wei Speaks were excellent. Currently reading Sea of Poppies. The rest are books that have fallen off my TBR ... #riotgrams day 3 #threewordtitles
The Forgotten Waltz and Ai Wei Wei Speaks were excellent. Currently reading Sea of Poppies. The rest are books that have fallen off my TBR ... #riotgrams day 3 #threewordtitles
This one is hard to rate, but I'm going with pick for the beautiful language. I loved The Gathering and was happy to be back in Enright's hands again, but I found the character development in this one to be weak. The relationship between the two main characters is left almost intentionally vague. Cheers though to finishing my 130th book of the year, this is the bubbly I'll be drinking later tonight!
Getting in some lovely reading about the extravagance of kissing while my highlights set. 💆🏼
Some lazy post-holiday reading in bed. Love this paragraph. Sometimes I just need a book with very little plot and excellent writing.
Beautiful language. I cannot stress this enough. But it's not quite enough to overcome the lack of plot. I also am starting to realize that I don't like books with little dialogue. Talk more, describe less!!
Up next is one that I see hasn't gotten very good reviews, but it's been sitting on my TBR shelf for awhile now, so I plan to snuggle up in a pillow mountain and start this one tonight.
Being dead was like being tickled, except that when you flew out of your body you never came back.
Coming home was so strange, it was like arriving in from a long walk on a beautiful autumn day to find everyone still huddled around the fire.
I was numb, in his arms, with the thought of all I had lost: the movement of his hand was just a movement, his tongue was an actual tongue. I had killed it; my best thing. The guilt, when it finally hit, was astonishing.