Weekend Guide: 09.10.2021
poised for your literary judgement
January and I are on the same page here. I also sometimes need to take a break from cultivating my path to intellectual superiority. What would life be if we only read devastating fiction and experimental prose? Boooring.
We can’t always be reading challenging stuff. So, join us. January and I. Take off the tweed blazer. Set down your pipe. Step away form the fireplace. Throw on your large white cat-eye shades. Let’s have some fun.
I like having fun, I like to laugh! Variety is the spice of life!
As many of you know, my go-to when I want to stay grounded is the King himself — Stephen King. I’ve been reading the King for years now. I’ve probably polished off 12+ books in the oeuvre. And there are plenty more to go…
Bangor’s constant hitmaker can be a bit intimidating. Dude has written a lot of books! If you are also looking to take a breather and enter the KINGdom 🤴 maybe check out his latest — Billy Summers. No spooks, ghosts or anything supernatural happening here. Just a straight forward noir tale of an assassin and one last job. Oh, and the assassin happens to be a burgeoning writer.
Like all King books -- it reads super quick. If you also need to take a break from cultivating your path to intellectual superiority, I cannot recommend the King enough.
During spooky season you may be getting a top ten Stephen King book list. But, now is not the time. Keep it locked.
I would love to hear from you! Who are your go-to authors for staying grounded? What is your favorite January Jones motion picture? Should I watch Mad Men (never seen it)? Take it easy this weekend. See you on the other side.
I just finished some heavy things and was also thinking it's time to go light. I'm envious of you having a go-to. King is perfect for that for all the reasons you say, but I haven't found mine. It does strike me that January's got some Danielle Steel, though. I devoured those in my tween summers because they were basically the only books in the house I hadn't read.
A few years ago, I watched a movie called Breath. It's a movie about a point in time — being a teenager in the 70s — in a place in time — Western Australia. The teen boys develop a bit of an obsession with an older surfer who teaches them to surf, read, face fears. I liked the movie, read more about it, learned it was a book, and TBRed it. Which is where I turn where I don't know where to go next. I saw Breath there again just now and decided that's probably a good end of summer read. I just learned the author, Tim Winton, is a "Living Treasure" in Australia and has published 20 books. Not bad. Maybe not go-to status, but perhaps at least more to dig into here.