This week’s headline? lovely Galway girls
Why this book? so many reasons
Which book format? UK lips cover
Primary reading environment? library volunteer shift
Any preconceived notions? third time through
Identify most with? relationship with Jimmy
Three little words? “chivalrous, worshipful, chaste”
Goes well with? fried sea monster
Recommend this to? my little sister
Hiya, Goodreads!
This is the first book review I have written specifically for Goodreads. The first 70 books I placed on my shelves featured reviews written for my now-defunct tumblr.
My reviews are a little odd; some rely heavily on personal anecdote, but everything I write has been inspired by the book somehow. I feel like that is a more honest way for me to remember the things I read - to follow the trail of my thoughts as I experience the book.
I think Juno and Juliet is a great place to begin the revamp of my book reviews, because this is a book I truly love. In fact, I feel so personally connected to this book that I have to be careful with the personal anecdotes in this review, because I may essentially post my social security number, paypal information, and medical records. That's how closely I relate to the story.
I just got into something of a public facebook screaming fest with my sister, in which we aired our dirty laundry about this book. It wasn't too bad; I just referred to her as a sh*thead (asterisk included to pacify the churchgoers on my friend list) and said she was as a bad as our father about "effing" with my books. She admitted her sh*theadedness but protested that her crime was not nearly as bad as defacing the cover of a vintage paperback with a banal telephone number - which is what our father did nearly a decade ago, a discretion I have yet to forgive.
What she did was borrow my thoughtfully bestowed copy of JuJu (purchased in a bookshop fictionalized in the book itself), take it to her own adopted foreign country, and LEND IT TO SOME RANDOM PERSON WHO NEVER GAVE IT BACK.
Other cultural accompaniments: Nothing Compares 2 U by Sinead O'Connor
Grade: A+
I leave you with this: “But I was a simple, fucked-up, country girl. I endured great emotions the way Belgium has traditionally endured great European battles. I mean, they were painful, and I was often quite profoundly affected by them, but I didn't really think of them as having much to do with me. I was just where they happened to be taking place. Happy geographical accident. From Waterloo to Ypres. There go those guns again. I wonder what it's all about this time?"