I’ve grown this habit of underlining my favorite dialogues, sentences and phrases from a book. Now that I’m finished with Invisible Monsters, I can (maybe) let you in on the dramatic and exaggerated world of Brandy Alexander/Shane McFarland and Bubba-Joan/Shannon McFarland/Daisy St. Patience.
July 19, 2011
Book Club Read: Invisible Monsters
- Invisible Monsters
I have no idea how book clubs work but I don’t care really. I just like to read. Our first assignment (er, is that what you call it?) is Chuck Palahniuk’s Invisible Monsters. I’ve been looking for this book for quite some time now but due to some rotten luck, I always leave a book store disappointed because they never have it in stock! Until, of course, I dropped by another Power Books store and (luckily) found one copy neatly stacked behind Palahniuk’s other novels–Haunted and Snuff.
I’m not done reading the book yet but I know I’ll enjoy this novel. The first few chapters already reflect the Palahniuk that I adore–fast-paced, flamboyant and brutally honest. In contrast to another favorite, Haruki Murakami, Palahniuk writes like it’s nobody’s business. With his works, don’t expect him to romanticize words or linger upon phrases.
If Palahniuk’s writing doesn’t excite you already, the book by the way tells the story of a female model who ends up with a terribly disfigured face, changing her life forever. A journey about finding one’s identity, the book doesn’t strive to scratch the surface of conceitedness, vanity or self-worth–it smashes them wide open.
“When we don’t know who to hate, we hate ourselves.”
April 3, 2010
Looking For Murakami
This year, I will focus my investments on books. I promise to buy a book every pay day. And I will start come next pay day, which is on April 15. I already have my eyes set on a title: Haruki Murakami’s Kafka on the Shore.
I have only read one Murakami novel, After Dark, which I finished in one sitting. I must say that I fell in love with his words. He writes in images, so to speak. Every sentence is vivid, riveting, and compelling. The setting in After Dark is a wonderful play on realism and surrealism. One paragraph he’s walking you through the streets of Tokyo and the next thing you know, you’re transported to another dimension.
After Dark is a good read for Murakami-virgins. Trust me, I still am a Murakami-virgin.
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Earlier today, I visited Powerbooks with some college friends. It has been a while since I last saw myself scouring the shelves of a bookstore and being surrounded by books once more felt good, really good. I’ve always loved a good read ever since I was a little girl. But of course, when I was in elementary, I was a Sweet Valley and Archie Comics girl. But I never really got hooked with it to the point where I simply had to buy every issue.
I can’t say that I’ve read a lot of books because if we were to list down all the titles out there, I would only have read less than .01% out of all of them. When I finally have my own home, I need to have a library. I want it to be filled with books, books, books, and more books. It doesn’t matter if I marry a man who doesn’t love to read. He just needs to let me have my library. Haha.
