What I’m Reading

Confessions of a GP by Benjamin Daniels (5/10)
Blimey, what a disappointment. With the word ‘Confessions’ in the title, I was expecting some juicy gossip but there’s none; only the mundane day to day stuff you’d expect a GP to do. He seems a personable kind of chap, but as dull as a Junior Disprin.

Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? by Jeanette Winterson (3/10)
I’d wanted to read this for aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaages, so I was deeply disappointed that I got bored after just a few pages. I didn’t get anywhere near finishing it and wasted the 35p it cost me to reserve it at the library.

The Second Coming by John Niven (5/10)
Hugely disappointed after loving Kill Your Friends so much. Started off well, but descended into tedium.

Loitering with Intent by Muriel Spark (5/10)
I loved The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie but I didn’t get to grips with this one.

Skagboys by Irvine Welsh (6/10)
Not as good as Trainspotting (well, it wouldn’t be, would it?) but cool to meet up with Renton, Begsbie, Sick Boy, Spud, etc. again. Too long and probably only for Trainspotting fans.

Heartburn by Norah Ephron (8/10)
Slightly ashamed to say I hadn’t heard of her until she died. Enjoyed this novel and will be checking out her essays.

The End of Mr Y by Scarlett Thomas (7/10)
Dirty sex, death and time-travel. Skip the scientific bits and there’s a fab story under there.  It’s 500 pages, but a surprisingly quick read.

The Wrong Boy by Willy Russell (5/10)
Started off brilliantly and I loved it, but about three-quarters of the way through, it got tedious and repetititve. Also, too heavy on the alliteration.

Kill Your Friends by John Niven (10/10)
A relentless orgy of violence and violent sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll. Right up my street.

100 RPM (collection) (10/10)
I have to like this because one of my stories is in it. (But the collection is brill, so you should buy it.)

The Schoolboy by Holly Howitt (8/10)
Engrossing, quick read.

Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides (8/10)
A slow read but thoroughly absorbing. Not one I’d pick up for myself but am glad I did.

Writing Therapy by Tim Atkinson (6/10)
Weird, but good.

Freaks by Caroline Smailes and Nik Perring (7/10)
Great collection of flash fiction.

Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
Beautifully written, but a slow read, hence why I haven’t finished it yet. Half way through, waiting for me to go back to it.

The Hunger Games (Book 1) by Suzanne Collins (9/10)
I jumped on the bandwagon and glad I did.

Something Beginning With by Sarah Salway (7/10)

The Game by Neil Strauss (8/10)

99 Reasons Why by Caroline Smailes (9/10)

Forever Today: A Memoir of Love and Amnesia by Deborah Wearing (6/10)

The Tiny Wife by Andrew Kaufman (9/10)

Ma, I’ve Got Meself Locked Up in the Madhouse by Martha Long (3/10)

Short Stack (collection) (7/10)

Foe by J M Coetzee (8/10)

The Other Hand by Chris Cleave (9/10)

Naive. Super by Erland Loe (8/10)

The Importance of Being Ernest by Oscar Wilde (9/10)

The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas by John Boyne (8/10)

The Sense of an Ending by Julian Barnes (9/10)

Saturday Night and Sunday Morning by Alan Sillitoe (5/10)

Untold Stories by Alan Bennet

The Empty Page: Fiction Inspired by Sonic Youth (8/10)

I, Partridge by Alan Partridge (9/10)

Hurry Up and Wait by Isabel Ashdown (7/10)

Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen (0/10)

Before I Go To Sleep by S J Watson (8/10)

Grow Up by Ben Brooks (8/10)

Veronica by Mary Gaitskill (7/10)

The Black Dahlia by James Ellroy (7/10)

Women by Charles Bukowski (6/10)

How To Be a Woman by Caitlin Moran (3/10 for the first half, 8/10 for the second half)

Choke by Chuck Palahniuk (6/10)

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