When I first looked ahead to March, I wrote that one of my goals was to get caught up with books I’ve accepted for review consideration. Looking back on the month, I think I was half successful with that goal — I’ve read all but one of the books I had on my plate for March, but I am woefully behind on writing reviews for them. Here’s what I finished this month:
- We’re With Nobody by Alan Huffman and Michael Rejebian (nonfiction)
- Best American Essays 2011 edited by Edwidge Danticat (essays)
- Notes from the Firehouse by D.E. McCourt (memoir)
- Methland by Nick Reding (narrative nonfiction)
- The Reconstructionist by Nick Arvin (fiction)
- House of Stone by Anthony Shadid (memoir)
- Devil in the Grove by Gilbert King (nonfiction)
- Wild by Cheryl Strayed (memoir)
- India Becoming by Akash Kapur (narrative nonfiction)
- The Monsters of Templeton by Lauren Groff (fiction)
And Looking to April…
I actually did a pretty good job limiting the review copies I accepted for the month of April (May, however, is a totally different story… but we’ll get there in a month!). Here’s what I’ve got on my plate this month:
- Butterfly’s Child by Angela Davis-Gardner for a TLC Book Tour
- Winged Obsession by Jessica Speart, true crime nonfiction about the illegal butterfly industry (how much more quirky and fascinating could you get?)
- City of Scoundrels by Gary Krist, subtitle: “The 12 Days of Disaster That Gave Birth to Modern Chicago”
- The Floor of Heaven by Howard Blum, the story of three men (a detective, a gold-discovering former Marine, and a predator-conman with a vast criminal empire) during the Yukon Gold Rush
I also finally got John Green’s The Fault in Our Stars from the library, so I’ll be digging into that in the next couple of weeks. Probably when I’m in the mood for a good cry, because I don’t think there’s any way a book about teenagers with terminal cancer isn’t going to make me sob.
Oh, and some poetry! April is National Poetry Month, so I’d like to read at least one book of poetry during the month. I have a Billy Collins collection I haven’t read yet, Ballistics, and also recently bought a collection of Adrienne Rich’s poems, The Dream of a Common Language. Both of those sound great.
And then there are all the books on my Shelf of Doom. I haven’t been making good progress on that pile — I’ve just finished one so far — but maybe I can knock off a couple this month. I really, really want to read Possession by A.S. Byatt, but I haven’t been able to get into it yet. I think it just needs some sustained attention, and despite reading like a madwoman in March, I just couldn’t give it the time it needed.