Saturday, September 27, 2014

Bookshelf, Part One

Last week, I wanted to do a couple posts about my bookshelves, but then I got tired of having so many books on my floor, and I <gasp> put them away. Only I didn't have enough room for them all on the shelves where they should have been (I used to have my shelves organized by genre, then alphabetically). So now it's kind of a jumble. And I can't talk about the bookshelves in parts like I had thought, so I'm going randomly. This shelf is a mix of young adult fantasy/science fiction/adult science fiction/young adult contemporary. See how unorganized it gets?

Don't worry, I won't write about every book, and I won't write paragraphs about every book. Although I could.

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Books to Movies

Yesterday, I heard (or read, I guess) that Universal Studios optioned the film rights for Let It Snow, a short story collection by John Green, Maureen Johnson and Lauren Myracle. So I decided it was the perfect time to talk about book to movie adaptations.

At the beginning of the summer this year, I went to see The Fault in Our Stars and I enjoyed it. Then there was the announcement about Paper Towns being made into a movie and I was pretty excited. And now... I have some issues.

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Bad Timing

This post is inspired partly by a video that Booktuber Katytastic made and that I now can't find. This would be so much better if I could post that video, but Katytastic posts many, many videos, and I don't have time to re-watch all of them. But I wish I did.

The gist of Kat's video is that sometimes, books get published in the wrong time. Her example was The Coldest Girl in Coldtown by Holly Black, published in 2013, after the Twilight/vampire craze was pretty much played out. Because of this, The Coldest Girl in Coldtown didn't get the hype it deserved--I read this book over the summer, and I completely agree. This book should have been huge.

Saturday, September 6, 2014

The Endless TBR Pile

I don't have many secrets. But there is one thing that I don't try to advertise. It fills me with shame. My To Be Read pile.

It's not like I've tried to put off reading these books. It's just that there's this terrible and beautiful thing in the book world: new books. So every time I say to myself, "That's it! Today, I'm going to read The Hobbit!" I end up going to the library and checking out the latest teen contemporaries.

Current TBR: Ready Player One by Ernest Cline, 100 Sideways Miles by Andrew Smith, Second Chance Summer by Morgan Matson, High Fidelity by Nick Hornby, Exile by Kevin Emerson, Blonde Ops by Charlotte Bennardo and Natalie Zaman, Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs, Six Feet Over It by Jennifer Longo and Blind Spot for Boys by Justina Chen. See what I mean?
And then there's those books that I own, the ones I have read so many times I could recite in my sleep, the ones I could guess just by a description of the cover (Ceramic frog. The Boyfriend List, by E. Lockhart). I keep re-reading those. They're like comfort food. When I get home at the end of a day of tests and homework and dealing with school, I don't want to start a new book. I want to dive back into the world of Cath and Levi, where I know exactly what will happen.

All of this, and I still haven't read The Hobbit.