I usually don’t get excited about nonfiction books. But somehow, A Walk in the Woods was somehow inexplicably pulling me towards it. Maybe because it is travel-related that I was so excited to start reading this book. It is saying something when just 2 pages in, I fell in awe with the man called Bill Bryson.
I had requested a copy of The Man on the Middle Floor from NetGalley based solely on its cover. And I read it a long time after I got it. So long that I only hoped that it justified my faith in the unknown.
The Persepolis that I read is a sort of an omnibus that has both parts of the story. On the whole, Persepolis is the autobiographical account of the author from being an Iranian child, facing repercussions of her country’s turbulent history. While Persepolis #1, or The Story of a Childhood is the story of Satrapi as a child – her journey from Tehran to Vienna, Persepolis #2 or The Story of a Return is, you guessed right, her return to her country.
The BFG was my first Roald Dahl book. And this was after I watched the movie that came out last year. I know, I know! 27 years old (then) and never having read one of the most classic writers of all time. I know it’s a shame. But you know what they say. Better late than never. It’s never too late to fall in love with a story, however simple, however bumbling the protagonist is.