The Woman in the Window, the latest thriller to be taking the reading world by storm, had my attention, too. Which is why I went ahead and bought it, to see for myself if it was worth the hype. This is A.J. Finn’s debut novel and I knew nothing about it before I dived into it. Except that it is a thriller, of course. 🙂
I had requested a copy of this book from NetGalley a long time ago and received it half-a-long-time ago. When I decided to read it, I didn’t remember what it was about Two Women that drew me in. Was it that the title had ‘women’ in it? Was it that, for a change, the story was ALL about women? Was it the cover that pulled me in? Whatever it was, I was glad I forgot because then, I could be surprised if I liked it. Or if I didn’t.
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.
With its large number of positive ratings, I’d hoped to read Kochery C. Shibu’s Men and Dreams in the Dhauladhar someday. And when I got a review copy from Writers Melon, I jumped at the opportunity. It was with the hope that this excitement would be vindicated and that the story would appeal to me that I started reading this book.
I usually have the tendency to buy from bookstores when I am in two moods: too happy or too upset. Any in-between mood takes me to Amazon. It was when I was in my too-happy zone that I chanced upon Kindred Spirits, sitting there innocently with its slim figure as if it had its appendix removed (sorry, book joke!), and asking me to pick it up.
The title of Kurt Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse-Five had always been more prominent than the author himself. The book is on so many lists that it becomes difficult to avoid, popping up in the unlikeliest of places. And because of this, his name slowly started the process of gaining a place in my list of must-read authors. But it is not this one that I decided I’d start my Vonnegut journey on. I picked A Man Without a Country instead.
While I have my first read of the year figured out, it is what I hope to read during the rest of the year that excites me. Right now, as I write this article, I have 195 books, both hard copies and Kindle eBooks that I have yet to read. Still, you cannot stop a booklover from making purchases whenever the discount gods are sweet on them!
The Woman Who Saw the Future is author Amit Sharma’s second novel. I had the opportunity to review his first, False Ceilings as well. And after reading both of them, I can say that he has a unique style that draws you in to the story and helps you ignore the little things that grate on your nerve for just a few seconds.
The blurb of Turtles All The Way Down is interesting. Not because it indicates mental illness, not because it indicates a certain level of mystery-solving, not because it seems like a novel that strives to be much more than what it looks like. But because it combines all the qualities and becomes much more than what it looks like.
I don’t like to diss a biography or an autobiography because after all, it is someone’s life put on paper for the world to read. There are enough detractors anyway, for every celebrity out there. Just a picture on Instagram is bound to poke the haters to spew venom. So imagine what a 300-page book about your feelings and thoughts will attract.