“We're talking about the novel, right? But maybe we're not. We're talking about ourselves. And I guess that's what can start to happen when you talk about a book.” -Meg Wolitzer
Loved:
The Wife, Meg Wolitzer: I've completely fallen in love with Wolitzer's richly depictive writing style...I first read her work in March...but "The Wife" resonated deeply with me. Super-critical examination of gender politics, the compromises required by any relationship, and the question of fundamental unhappiness, all told in the loveliest descriptive, vivid style. Can't recommend highly enough.
Bonfire of the Vanities, Tom Wolfe: #7 on my 101 in 1001 #70, I couldn't put this down. A hit-and-run in New York in the 80s...opulent, racist, debt-ridden and morally corrupt...told in the most incredibly incisive, aggressive way. It's the kind of book that almost made me feel assaulted as a reader, both by the dark and challenging plot and the macho, visceral prose.
It's Okay To Laugh (Crying is Cool Too), Nora McInerny Purmort: Reading this opened up my heart like a flower. It opened up my entire chest cavity and filled it up with sad little sighs and gaspy, silly, incredulous private chuckles and moments of utter revelation...moments in which a person I don't know (but have followed and been moderately obsessed with for years now) captured a fragment of my soul in words that resonated completely. READ this. Check out her Tumblr first, actually, then click the #ralphiegrams hashtag on Instagram, then read this. And fall in love with her like I totally did/have/am/continue to.
Enjoyed:
It's Not Okay, Andi Dorfman: You know I love me a good "Bachelor(ette)" tell-all book, and this one was dishy as all get-out. Andi was the tenth Bachelorette and her book is equal parts roast and breakup manual. I laughed and enjoyed the general snark so much.
Tolerated:
None! Such a great feeling.
Re-reads:
The Love Affairs of Nathaniel P., Adelle Waldman: A searingly honest depiction of love/"love" told through the lens of a narcissistic young writer in NYC. I read this a few weeks after Jon and I broke up and had to revisit it recently...it's such a great reminder that sometimes it's not you, it's them.