In all, November’s selection of books was a pleasure to indulge in. When the end of the month rolled around, I was surprised to see how many I had actually read; in my mind it had maybe been three, but nope. It was five! And four of them were satisfying, so I’d call November a win for books around here.
Yes, Please by Amy Poehler. / This was such a fun book to start the month with. It wasn’t necessarily anything groundbreaking or masterful, but it was so heartfelt and amusing. It kind of felt like having a conversation with Amy Poehler, which I can imagine many of us would love the chance to do. It had this hopeful, inspiring tone to it, and I like to think I’ve been working just a little bit harder on my own dreams since finishing it.
Not that Kind of Girl by Lena Dunham. / What a disappointing book this was. The quality was all over the place, with some of the essays being interesting, but most of them being boring or a downright chore to wade through. It frequently felt like Dunham was trying to hard: to be quirky, to be edgy, to be interesting. It was a very mixed collection of essays. Overall, I was sorely disappointed, but I’d heard mixed reviews already, so at least I wasn’t unprepared. I just needed to see it for myself, I guess.
The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman. / I was so happy to read this book after Not That Kind of Girl because I needed something of quality to move onto, and this was it. I loved The Graveyard Book in October (it was the NovelTea pick), but I absolutely adored this one. It was creepy in just the right ways while still having this heartfelt, dreamlike quality to it. I burned right through it, much like I did with Yes, Please.
Since You’ve been Gone by Morgan Matson. / Another fun one, I had seen it at the bookstore a few times and was intrigued by the cover, and I finally picked it up from the library one day when I was browsing aimlessly. I particularly loved two aspects of this book: the way it actually felt realistic and the, related, the way the romance in it wasn’t so obvious. Everything within the story moved gradually, but not so slowly as to be boring. The pacing was great, and the dialogue was even believable without being overly cheesy like some books (YA or not) can be sometimes.
Animal, Vegetable, Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver. / This felt like a book chosen from left field, but it’s actually been on my to-read list for a few years now, sitting in several wishlists to buy a used copy, which I might still do because it’s so full of fascinating information and this story that feels kind of like my dream life in a lot of aspects. I learned so much about having a garden/farm from this one book, and it has me excited to try again next year. (I’ve even got a seed catalog coming in the mail soon!)