<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953</id><updated>2011-10-09T07:38:12.605+01:00</updated><category term='Murakami'/><category term='Psycho'/><category term='Killer'/><category term='In the Miso Soup'/><category term='Tokyo'/><category term='Murder'/><category term='Japan'/><title type='text'>The Last Page</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762821751429261456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/S_2JegCi-dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s9HCaNc8l4o/S220/tea.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-2089696855484926884</id><published>2011-01-07T13:31:00.011Z</published><updated>2011-01-07T14:52:55.285Z</updated><title type='text'>My Top Ten Books of 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Over the year I have managed to read a lot of books and unsurprisingly I have enjoyed some more than others for a variety of reasons. So here are my top ten books of last year with a little bit about each book and why I enjoyed them so much. These are not books that were necessarily published in 2010, just books that I read during the course of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TScWj_UA5pI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0l1YvMdaXQA/s200/story%2Bof%2Bforgetting.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559437072558778002" /&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;10. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Story of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Forgetting -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt; Stefan Block&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is a beautiful story about a two women both suffering from early &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;onset Alzheimer's disease which told from the stand point of close family members. Both stories are well crafted and compliment each other effectively whilst drawing the reader into their worlds to experience the pain of watching a relative succumb to this disease. There are several other strong stories laced carefully into these tales of Alzheimer's and I think that this is where the true beauty and heart of the book lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TScWsbNxwCI/AAAAAAAAADA/4K_p89Flj7c/s200/juliet-naked.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559437217487765538" /&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; "&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Juliet, Nak&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ed – &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nick Ho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;rnby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I am a long-time fan of Nick Hornby but even I have had to admit that many of his recent books haven't quite managed to match the appeal of his earlier works such as &lt;i&gt;High Fidelit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;y&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;About a Boy&lt;/i&gt;. But with &lt;i&gt;Juliet, Naked&lt;/i&gt; it felt as if he had got his spark back. Perhaps it was his return to writing about a man obsessed with music, something very close to his heart, which has brought the magic back t&lt;/span&gt;o his story telling. There were occasional elements of &lt;i&gt;Juliet, Naked&lt;/i&gt; which seemed slightly unbelievable, but they were necessary for the story so I felt I could forgive them. I still wouldn't say that Nick Hornby has quite returned to the full form of his earlier books but I was pleasantly surprised with this new book which allowed me to return to his writing with a feeling of enjoyment rather than strange obligation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TScXJr-H02I/AAAAAAAAADI/ihsyATeqjsM/s200/lunar%2Bpark.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559437720201712482" /&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; "&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Lunar Park – Bre&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;t Easton Ellis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; "&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; "&gt;In the &lt;/span&gt;middle of the year I read three of Bret Easton Ellis' books back to back – &lt;i&gt;American Psycho&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Lunar Park&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Rul&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;es of Attraction&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;. Although I found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;American Psycho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; compelling it is not really my sort of thing, but it was enough (along with Ellis' reputation) for me to be intrigued to read further. I next read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lunar Park&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; and thoroughly enjoyed it. I am aware that in a lot of ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; Lunar Park&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; is not really typical of much of Ellis' work both in style and content, so maybe I will be a one book only fan. It starts out telling a semi-fictional account of his own r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;ise to fame including a fictional family. It then charts his descent into paranoia (possibly drug induced) through the haunting of his family home by a terrifying toy bird. I think that this book was reminiscent of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;American Psych&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;o&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; in the way Ellis mixes horror and humour and I was once again pleasantly surprised with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lunar Park&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; as I had certainly had my reservations. Lastly, I read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Rules of Attraction&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; which I found boring and nothing-y. Perhaps it's genius was lost on me, but overall these three books gave me fairly mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;xed feelings about Bret Easton Ellis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TScXsyrT-RI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OQRVJCXoWVA/s200/dargon.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559438323297286418" /&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal"&gt;7. Millennium Trilogy - S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal"&gt;tieg Larsson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal"&gt;I know that this is a bit of a cheat as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;technically this is three books but they cannot really be ignored as books of the year and I am not sure I could chose one of the books as a stand alone favourite anyway. I am sure everything that could be said about these books has been said due their far-reaching success this year and although many have been critical about their success it cannot be denied that with this trilogy Larsson has created an addictive story with compelling characters. Perhaps he doesn't have the best literary style (although this is harder to tell when being read in translation), and perhaps he isn't particularly original, but I think that any book which is so widely read and enjoyed is always important and it is books like this that push forward the book industry and I don't think I will ever be able to fully criticise a book which encourages so many people to read more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TScYEucEajI/AAAAAAAAADY/SPd8t1-boMk/s200/demo.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559438734476470834" /&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; "&gt; &lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;6. The Demolished Man – Alfred Bester&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;During this year I also had a passing idea that I would read all the books that had ever won the Hugo Award, an idea that was quickly ended due to the fact that many of the older winning books have fallen out of print (and it would probably take a year to read them all). However, &lt;i&gt;The Demolished Man &lt;/i&gt;which won the first Hugo Award way back in 1953 is still available (thank you to SF Masterworks for the reprint). I will admit I was sceptical at first knowing that science fiction can age badly, however I found this not to be the case at all for &lt;i&gt;The Demolished Man&lt;/i&gt;. The story of a police investigation into a murder using telepathic as well as normal police methods, still seems fresh and unusual, and although I cannot claim to have read extensively in the science fiction genre,&lt;i&gt; The Demolished Man&lt;/i&gt; seem&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;ed to be ahead of it's time in it's approach and ideas. I already have another book by Bester, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Stars My Destination&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; (also published as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; Tiger! Tiger!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;), in my waiting to be read pile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TScYl-T5HdI/AAAAAAAAADg/vHgf-gDHmqM/s200/huxley2.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559439305672826322" /&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; "&gt; &lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Brave New World – Aldous Huxley&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brave New World&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; "&gt; is another book which I am sure need&lt;/span&gt;s no introduction to most people. It has been sitting on my shelf for five, or maybe more, years and for some reason I have always been quite intimidated by reading it. For some reason classics like this scare me a bit with a feeling that they are going to be over complicated and I might not understand them, but now (as with all the classics I have braved), I don't know what I was worried about! Like &lt;i&gt;The Demolished Man, Brave New World&lt;/i&gt; has mostly stood the test of time well, a lot of the differences can be easily attributed to the fact that the world of&lt;i&gt; Brave New World&lt;/i&gt; is so different to our own, even if these differences are perhaps caused by the fact that the novel was written so long ago. The only glaring disc&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;repancy to me was the u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;se of sleep-teaching, which since this novel was written has been disproved, but something like this was easy to overlook within the context of the rest of the story. I won't get into the details of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brave New World&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;, there is too much to say, but it gave me plenty to think about; always a good thing in my opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TScY-010dbI/AAAAAAAAADo/2qgHZjICRm0/s200/sansom.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559439732627502514" /&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;4. &lt;span&gt;Sovereign&lt;/span&gt; – C.J. Sansom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;This year I also read three books by C.J. Sansom; the first three in his Shardlake series. &lt;i&gt;Sovereign &lt;/i&gt;was my favourite of the three, but obviously I recommend that if you are interested you read the other two (&lt;i&gt;Dissolution&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Dark Fire&lt;/i&gt;) first. &lt;i&gt;Sovereign&lt;/i&gt; is the third of five (although there might be more to come) in this series of crime novels set in England under the reign of Henry VIII which follow Matthew Shardlake, a lawyer, as he is enlisted by various powerful memb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;ers of society to help solve mysterious murders and crimes. Although these books &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;are full of history, a lot of which I wasn't familiar with, I found that any learning I did was secondary to my enjoyment of the story. The intrigue is high and the characterisation strong, and this carries the novels making them enjoyable and addictive. The setting in the time period is well used as it is an exciting time in English history, and not just due to Henry's many wives. I think the reason the third was my favourite was due to it being set in York, where I used to live, so I loved reading about all these things that had happened in places I could easily picture. I've taken a bit of a break from the series but can't wait to return to it to read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Revelation&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Heartstone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TScZfqiM-eI/AAAAAAAAADw/N93ip3XEMLI/s200/so%2Bmany.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559440296796551650" /&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; "&gt; &lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;3. So Many Ways to Begin – Jon McGregor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;As with &lt;i&gt;The Story of Forgetting&lt;/i&gt; I think one of the most seductive things about &lt;i&gt;So Many Ways to Begin&lt;/i&gt; is McGregor's beautiful use of language.  This is a well crafted book that although could be described as slow, is in no way boring. A large amount of this book f&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;ocuses on the largely normal life of a middle aged man, yet in the hands of McGregor it is poetic and authentic. There isn't too much else I can say about this novel, I am not sure it will be for everyone but I enjoyed every second of it. So much did I not want it to end that I borrowed his new book from the library, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even the Dogs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;, unfortunately I hated every second of this book and eventually gave up on it (which I hate doing). I can only hope with any further books he returns to whatever it was in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;So Many Ways To Begi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;n&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; that I loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TScZ-XaryFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FCIgADfTiec/s200/Never_Let_Me_Go.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559440824240687186" /&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; "&gt; &lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Never Let Me Go – Kazuo Ishiguro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;This is another book to make it to my top ten which has received a fair amount of attention this year, particularly due to the release of the film version very soon which I am looking forward to. It tells a moving and thoughtful story which although is set in a world different to our own is very realistic and easy to slip into. Although many reviews for the book (and film) reveal a fair amount about the plot I will not say any more as I enjoyed the way the plot unravelled allowing you to at guess things that many of the reviews include. I only hope the film can live up to the honesty and emotion the book provides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TScaTamrBvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6o9jOxgxDI4/s200/passage.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559441185873528562" /&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; "&gt; &lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;1. The Passage – Justin Cronin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; "&gt; &lt;span  &gt;The first thing to say about this book is that it is a brick. I read it in hardback so carrying it around with all 784 pages was in itself a challenge. But it was worth it. When I started reading &lt;i&gt;The Passage&lt;/i&gt; I had no idea what to expect. I had picked it up on a whim, intrigued by the push given to it by bookshops which is so unusual for a book of an unknown author. Apparently this book made waves very early on – Ridley Scott bought the film rights before Cronin has even finished writing it. Essentially this is a modern-day vampire story but I feel it is hindered by this label, especially due to the current state of vampire fiction; &lt;i&gt;The Passage&lt;/i&gt; is nothing like &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt; and is not particularly supernatural either. The story is split into two parts, the first is set in a time near to our own, and the second half one hundred years in the future. This split was the only part at which I felt the story was weak as for a time I was lost as to where the book was headed but I think this can be my only criticism. Obviously a lot happens in this book as it is so long, but I don't want to reveal too much, as I enjoyed going into it not knowing anything. I was totally engrossed by this book from the off and even when I reached the last page I wanted there to be more. And luckily, as I found out soon after, it is due to be part of a trilogy with the second and third books to be released in 2012 and 2014. I can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I also want to mention these books which narrowly missed a spot in the top ten;&lt;i&gt; The Rehearsal&lt;/i&gt; by Eleanor Catton, &lt;i&gt;The Raw Shark Texts&lt;/i&gt; by Steven Hall and &lt;i&gt;The Girl with Glass Feet&lt;/i&gt; which I &lt;a href="http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/08/girl-with-glass-feet-ali-shaw.html"&gt;reviewed&lt;/a&gt; earlier this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;What were your top books of 2010? What are you looking forward to reading in 2011?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-2089696855484926884?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/2089696855484926884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-top-ten-books-of-2010.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/2089696855484926884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/2089696855484926884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-top-ten-books-of-2010.html' title='My Top Ten Books of 2010'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762821751429261456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/S_2JegCi-dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s9HCaNc8l4o/S220/tea.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TScWj_UA5pI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0l1YvMdaXQA/s72-c/story%2Bof%2Bforgetting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-2103427254860922423</id><published>2011-01-01T21:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-01T22:10:01.362Z</updated><title type='text'>Raising Jake by Charles Carillo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TR-k4kKaHlI/AAAAAAAAACw/ehABoxpmNz0/s1600/cover5m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TR-k4kKaHlI/AAAAAAAAACw/ehABoxpmNz0/s320/cover5m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557341756885442130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;Raising Jake begins when Samuel, a fifty-something, burned out tabloid newspaper reporter receives a call in the middle of the day from his son's elite private school.  The headmaster would usually call his ex-wife about matters regarding their seventeen year old son, Jake.  She is out of town, however, so the fact that the headmaster is calling Samuel must mean it's bad news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Samuel is shocked to learn the reason for the call is an essay his son wrote that the school did not like.  An essay?  He had expected something more serious.  But Jake won't apologize for what he wrote, he is expelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Samuel - who had been fired just an hour before for leaving in the middle of the day before a deadline - takes Jake home for the weekend, since his mother is out of town.  The two realize they know nothing about each other, and Jake longs to know about his roots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The next day, Samuel takes Jake to see where his dad grew up, and the story of Samuel's childhood slowly comes out, as do Jake's dreams, and the mature-beyond-his-years personality and outlook on life Samuel never imagined his son possessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The majority of the book takes place over two days, and is very well written with good pacing.  Chapters ended in just the right places to keep me reading more, and flashbacks from Samuel's childhood were inserted in a flowing, non-jarring manner.  Father and son both gain understanding of each other, themselves, and life, and seem to take on the role of both father and son at various places in the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I got this as a free Kindle download from Amazon.com many months ago, but having read it, I believe it is worth buying.  I give this book 4 out of 5 stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;This review was contributed by Jen, who can be found &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/18004424853008190531"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Unfortunately Jen is no longer able to contribute to The Last Page full time, however managed to find the time for one last review. Good Luck with everything in the future Jen!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-2103427254860922423?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/2103427254860922423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2011/01/raising-jake-by-charles-carillo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/2103427254860922423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/2103427254860922423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2011/01/raising-jake-by-charles-carillo.html' title='Raising Jake by Charles Carillo'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762821751429261456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/S_2JegCi-dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s9HCaNc8l4o/S220/tea.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TR-k4kKaHlI/AAAAAAAAACw/ehABoxpmNz0/s72-c/cover5m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-5003099665730246291</id><published>2010-11-17T22:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-17T22:39:03.852Z</updated><title type='text'>Girlfriend in a Coma – Douglas Coupland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TORYtoqK1RI/AAAAAAAAACk/u1KXUfuvAVA/s1600/girlfriend-in-a-coma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TORYtoqK1RI/AAAAAAAAACk/u1KXUfuvAVA/s320/girlfriend-in-a-coma.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540650982604199186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Douglas Coupland was first recommended to me about five years ago, but it's taken me a while to get around to finally reading some of his books. I bought&lt;i&gt; Hey Nostradamus!&lt;/i&gt; on a whim a few months ago and was surprised at how much I enjoyed it. Even so, I still wasn't entirely convinced; I'd been tempted by &lt;i&gt;Girlfriend in a Coma&lt;/i&gt; for a while, the title always stood out to me in book shops because of it's reference to The Smiths, but I found that off-putting as well as appealing. I think that mix of feelings is pretty much how I felt when I finished reading the novel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Girlfriend in Coma&lt;/i&gt; opens on a group of six friends, Karen, Richard, Wendy, Linus, Pamela and Hamilton, who are introduced to us by their classmate Jared who has recently died from leukaemia. Hours after losing her virginity to Richard, Karen slips in a coma at a house party. Already hit with Jared's death the group struggles to cope; they are rejected at school with rumours of bad luck and blame and don't know where to turn. But the hardest thing for them to come to terms with is that in a letter to Richard, written before her death, Karen appears to predict her own retreat from the world as well predicting the decline of the world into a dark and broken state over the coming years.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Over the following seventeen years Karen remains deep in her coma and the group split off, throwing themselves into their lives in attempts to distract themselves and find meaning. Ultimately, though many of them find this solace in drugs, alcohol and extreme lifestyle choices. So, when we re-join the group seventeen years they are feeling unfulfilled and lost. But, then something they had lost hope in occurs; Karen wakes up from her coma, and although physically she is a shadow of her former self, mentally she is intact, feeling as though she was still seventeen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I don't really want to explain the plot much more than this, don't want to ruin the twists and turns that are to come, but the plot does take a very unusual turn on more than one occasion. The reason I had mixed feelings about this novel was due to the final twist of the story; not knowing what is coming next can make a novel great, but I felt that Coupland ended this novel in such an unexpected way that I felt somewhat cheated out of a real ending. There came a point when I didn't know where he could take the story, and I guess that is when endings do become more likely to be unsatisfying. I was also surprised by the strong moral leaning the ending included as this wasn't particularly present earlier on. Even so, I did enjoy this book, even if I enjoyed the journey more than the destination and my disappointment hasn't put me off reading more of Coupland's books or recommending this one if you are in the mood for something a bit different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-5003099665730246291?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/5003099665730246291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/11/girlfriend-in-coma-douglas-coupland.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/5003099665730246291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/5003099665730246291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/11/girlfriend-in-coma-douglas-coupland.html' title='Girlfriend in a Coma – Douglas Coupland'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762821751429261456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/S_2JegCi-dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s9HCaNc8l4o/S220/tea.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TORYtoqK1RI/AAAAAAAAACk/u1KXUfuvAVA/s72-c/girlfriend-in-a-coma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-7154776908936734759</id><published>2010-11-10T14:08:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-11-10T14:28:51.780Z</updated><title type='text'>Guest Review: Dark Banquet by Bill Schutt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TNqp2PPJvxI/AAAAAAAAACc/Zn1RH-B2964/s1600/41uLa2vTHRL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TNqp2PPJvxI/AAAAAAAAACc/Zn1RH-B2964/s320/41uLa2vTHRL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537925441073561362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Forget those imaginary sparkly poseurs who use fangs and the red stuff as a fashion statement. There are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt; vampires among us--and yes, they suck blood. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Bill Schutt is a Cornell researcher who studies vampire bats. In the first third of his book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.darkbanquet.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Dark Banquet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt; (which is all about blood suckers in the animal kingdom), Schutt dispels the myths surrounding these animals of which there are three species living in the New World. He also takes the reader through capturing vampire bats in a creepy abandoned military base in the middle of the Trinidad rain forest to feeding techniques used to maintain the vampire bat colony back in Cornell. The second section is a history of blood science, particularly in the art of bloodletting from ancient to modern times with emphasis on medicinal leeches. For the final section, the blood sucking animal highlighted is something far closer to home--the bed bug. Schutt visits an entomologist who studies bed bugs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W9z_LtDx5-4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;and feeds them himself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt; and discusses why it is so difficult to get rid of the critters. Needless to say, it might not be such a good idea to read this part in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Schutt's writing style is very readable with a sense of humor about the bloody subject. For example, in the explanation for the circumstances that led to the evolutionary diversification of vampire bats from the rest of the bat family, one of the three vampire species, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Diaemus youngi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;, is described as a "winged teddy bear" that behaves like a chick in order to trick the chicken into giving up the liquid goods. Leeches were not only depicted as some dark menace plaguing Humphrey Bogart on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;The African Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt; but also as whimsical Tempest Prognosticators in a nineteenth century weather instrument that never really caught on to the public. And the footnotes are not to be missed. In one particularly hilarious one, Norwegian researchers got some leeches drunk and tortured them with garlic. At least in that instance, the folklorish notion that garlic keeps away the vampires is true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;While I understand that going into depth about all sanguivores would be foolhardy--or at the least require several more volumes--I would have liked to see more about some of the animals that were only briefly mentioned. Schutt does go into the fact that mites and ticks are known carriers of disease, but I found that section dissatisfyingly brief. I would have liked more explanation on how these insects metabolized their blood meals, how the microbes that cause disease survive in such a host, and the resulting consequences on the carrier insect's physiology. Much of the anecdotes and sensationalism about people freaking out about bed bugs could have possibly been cut out in favor of adding more science. Then again, this may be my own biases coming into play. I get frustrated when something I'm interested in is mentioned--such as the gut microflora of the vampire bats--but is never followed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;But despite these shortcomings, I really enjoyed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Dark Banquet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;. Schutt is funny and informative without being condescending. And it is obvious, especially with the first section of the book, that the author has a real love of the subject. As a microbiology student, much of my studies concentrate on the disease and the physiology of the bacteria or viruses that cause the disease. I've been taught that the vectors for those diseases were nothing more than something pesky to be eradicated. But I think this book has given me a new appreciation for the complex biology of the organisms that serve as these vectors--even if not everything was explained to my satisfaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;I also have to give kudos to whoever designed the book. The red divider pages gave the book real structure and organization. And the inclusion of the illustrations by Patricia Wynne was genius. Wynne's Gorey-esque drawing style beautifully meshed with Schutt's narrative resulting in a truly pleasing reading experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Contributed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Sya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;, who can be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://syaffolee.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-7154776908936734759?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/7154776908936734759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/11/guest-review-dark-banquet-by-bill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/7154776908936734759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/7154776908936734759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/11/guest-review-dark-banquet-by-bill.html' title='Guest Review: Dark Banquet by Bill Schutt'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762821751429261456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/S_2JegCi-dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s9HCaNc8l4o/S220/tea.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TNqp2PPJvxI/AAAAAAAAACc/Zn1RH-B2964/s72-c/41uLa2vTHRL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-2519741099552744215</id><published>2010-10-23T20:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T20:42:48.345+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest Review: True Spirit by Jessica Watson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TMM6TCCvuSI/AAAAAAAAACU/-pLgK2raMjc/s1600/true.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TMM6TCCvuSI/AAAAAAAAACU/-pLgK2raMjc/s320/true.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531328865981413666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;True Spirit is a real-life adventure story by 16-year-old Jessica Watson of Australia.  On May 15, 2010 she sailed her yacht back into Sydney Harbour to a hero’s welcome.  At that time she became the youngest person to ever sail solo, non-stop, and unassisted around the world.  Even before she set foot on her boat, she and her parents were criticized by the media, by politicians, and by ordinary people all over the world.  Many feared for her as she set out to do what a lot adults would never dream of doing.  She and her little pink yacht, Ella’s Pink Lady, spent 210 days alone at sea where several times she battled monstrous seas and survived multiple knockdowns of her boat.  However, in a voyage marked by extreme highs and lows, she also describes the amazing animals of the ocean which she encountered, the stunning sunsets that she alone was witness to, and the humor of trying to enjoy a normal life while on a 34-foot boat in the middle of the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Although she is primarily a sailor, Jessica writes with a style all her own.  She is funny, honest and humble through it all. If I didn’t know better while reading it, I would think that she was at least in her mid-twenties because she writes like a grown woman and not a little girl.  And yet, she also has moments where she demonstrates her age in humorous ways.  The book is interspersed with entries from her blog which she updated faithfully by satellite while at sea.  Like any teenage girl, she did battle some home-sickness and some depression and she tried to keep any negative comments out of her blog entries to avoid worrying her family at home.  But in the book she reexamines the blog and points out the parts that were less than completely honest.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; She starts off with a bit about herself and her life leading up to this amazing experience.  She talks about her preparation both the serious (a boat collision just prior to the voyage that made her much more watchful on the trip itself) to the humorous (she took 576 chocolate bars with her).  She tells about the doubts she had going into the trip, how she convinced her parents to let her go and about her sailing voyages prior to the circumnavigation itself.  She shows the resiliency of teenage spirit, demonstrates what “dreaming big” really looks like, and encourages other people to do the same.  Then she lays out the days and moments just prior to departure, the final words she had with her family, and how it felt to be utterly alone in the middle of the ocean.  She discusses the technical aspects of solo sailing, the challenges of food preparation on a constantly moving stove, and lays out her celebration plans for Christmas, New Years and one of the biggest days of all for her: crossing the equator for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; I am not a teenager nor am I a sailor, but this book made me wish I was both.  I laughed when she tried to make pasta with diesel fuel instead of water, cried with happiness when she stepped off the boat all wobbly-legged at the end of her trip and couldn’t put the book down through the entire thing.  So many “inspirational” books are sappy, annoying and theoretical but this book was none of those.  It was very honest and was inspirational mostly in the fact that it was not trying to be.  It made me want to get off of the couch and do the things that I want to do in my life, without waiting around until I’m older or have more money.  Jessica did just that, put in years of hard work, and eventually completed the trip of a lifetime.  I, for one, am grateful that she chose to put it on paper and share her experience with the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Contributed by Anna, who can be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://spiritofseattle.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-2519741099552744215?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/2519741099552744215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/10/guest-review-true-spirit-by-jessica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/2519741099552744215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/2519741099552744215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/10/guest-review-true-spirit-by-jessica.html' title='Guest Review: True Spirit by Jessica Watson'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762821751429261456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/S_2JegCi-dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s9HCaNc8l4o/S220/tea.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TMM6TCCvuSI/AAAAAAAAACU/-pLgK2raMjc/s72-c/true.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-3351208945702761228</id><published>2010-10-10T23:10:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T23:20:25.599+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest Review: The Seven Secrets of Happiness – Sharon Owens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TLI7kgjL9TI/AAAAAAAAACM/x-8fXT-vk4s/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TLI7kgjL9TI/AAAAAAAAACM/x-8fXT-vk4s/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526545191135868210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“A tale of finding happiness in the most surprising places.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I bought ‘The Seven Secrets of Happiness’ when I was looking for a feel good chick lit to cheer me up. I thought the title was apt for that purpose – and I do admit that I am always one to judge a book by its cover!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have to say that the book &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t immediately do what it said on the cover, as it had me crying after the first few chapters – not exactly the feel good book I was looking for! But it grabbed my attention, being a sucker for depressing stories and love stories in equal measure – so I kept reading, and found it to be a very good book, with more true emotion than most chick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lits&lt;/span&gt;. There is a tone of depression and grief continued throughout the book, but at the same time, it does show emotional strength and growth, and in that way, does bring veiled happiness, as well as making you evaluate aspects of your own life, in a way that most books of this genre usually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Set in Belfast, the story follows Ruby, through the loss of her husband, learning how to get on with her life, finding happiness in new places, and learning lessons for how to live – the seven secrets of happiness. Working in a small boutique, Ruby makes 7 handbags, and with each handbag sold, she learns a valuable life lesson, from appreciating beauty in small, seemingly insignificant things, to doing good deeds. And of course, there is some romance intertwined in the story, as Ruby finds a perfect match in a Widower, Tom, who is leaning his own lessons in how to live without his late wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I found this a very interesting and enjoyable read, and it made me question many things in my life. One thing I love about books is when they really make you think, which this one definitely did! Am I emotionally independent? Is that really necessary to be happy? If I had better mental and physical health, would I be happier? Have I really let go of my past? Or should I forget it entirely? This book made me question all these things, and many more, while maintaining the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; writing style that I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; come to expect from chick lit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I would suggest this as a good read, but don’t expect it to be the happiest book you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; ever read, despite the title, as although there is happiness, it is very much veiled in grief throughout the book. All in all, it was a very compelling, emotional read; definitely not the traditional happy ever after love story I was expecting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Contributed by Jenny, who can be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523572363417240606"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-3351208945702761228?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/3351208945702761228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/10/guest-review-seven-secrets-of-happiness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/3351208945702761228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/3351208945702761228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/10/guest-review-seven-secrets-of-happiness.html' title='Guest Review: The Seven Secrets of Happiness – Sharon Owens'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762821751429261456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/S_2JegCi-dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s9HCaNc8l4o/S220/tea.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TLI7kgjL9TI/AAAAAAAAACM/x-8fXT-vk4s/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-841871034196212137</id><published>2010-09-29T22:10:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T14:15:23.654Z</updated><title type='text'>Yasutaka Tsutsui - Triple Book Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tsutsui&lt;/span&gt; is an author I have wanted to read for a while. I was first tempted after watching the Japanese animated film &lt;i&gt;Paprika&lt;/i&gt; which was based on his book of the same name. And then I was even more tempted when I found out that another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;i&gt;The Girl who &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leapt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; Through Time&lt;/i&gt; was based on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt; he had written. Partly, I was intrigued due to the depth and darkness of &lt;i&gt;Paprika&lt;/i&gt;, and then more so as &lt;i&gt;The Girl who &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leapt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; Through Time&lt;/i&gt; is the total opposite; a funny and moving story based around a school girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So I visited my local library and of course they had neither, but they did have three other books by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tsutsui&lt;/span&gt;. So I took them all out at once and read them back to back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The first was &lt;i&gt;The Maid&lt;/i&gt;, which I think was my favourite of the three. The basic story follows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nanase&lt;/span&gt;, an eighteen year old girl who is entering into the profession of a live-in maid. The twist is that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Nanase&lt;/span&gt; has an unusual talent; that she can read minds. What emerges are insights into a number of different families. Not only does it reveal the peculiarities that emerge within any home, but also those most hidden secrets, held deep within peoples heads. My only criticism was how focused on sex most of these revelations were, I wouldn't say they were overly explicit, perhaps just slightly too regular. I think there are plenty of other things that could be a hidden inside a person's mind, so by the end of the book the theme of sex was  wearing a bit thin. But overall the dynamics of different families were well realised and thoroughly believable, although as is to be expected, mostly unpleasant. I think if I had written the book I might have included more 'normal' people, not everyone is sleeping with their father's mistress, some are just worried about money and what they should wear tomorrow, although I guess that might not be such an interesting story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The second I read was &lt;i&gt;HELL&lt;/i&gt;. If you look at the covers for this and &lt;i&gt;The Maid&lt;/i&gt;, at least the editions I read, you would barely even know it was by the same author. &lt;i&gt;HELL&lt;/i&gt; is made to look like it is a horror book, so I was sceptical, but I found it to be more similar to &lt;i&gt;The Maid&lt;/i&gt; than I had expected. As you would expect this is a story about Hell. It is about a group of individuals with connected lives who have ended up in hell, although it is not entirely obvious why they are there or what the alternatives might be. I think what was most interesting to me was that this was not a western idea of hell, I suppose it was more Japanese, although I don't really know enough about that to be sure. It was just a strange version of the world where no one seemed too happy, but at the same time there appear to be many upsides, for example characters who returned to full health in the afterlife. The main focus of the book is telling the history of each character, their memories and how they died. These snippets are intertwined well and although they can be confusing to follow due to their non-sequential nature it all seems to add to the feeling of the book. There isn't really a story to this book, much like &lt;i&gt;The Maid&lt;/i&gt; it is more of a glimpse into people and events in their lives, so although interesting I did not find it all too gripping. Once again I feel that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tsutsui's&lt;/span&gt; characters are well rounded and believable, and it was this feeling that I will really take away, however I think &lt;i&gt;The Maid&lt;/i&gt; was stronger due to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nanase's&lt;/span&gt; abilities framing the smaller stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The third book I read by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Tsutsui&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;i&gt;Salmonella Men on Planet Porno&lt;/i&gt;, which I must admit I was less excited about reading. This was because I do not like short stories, I'm not sure why, each time I try them it seems to be for a slightly different reason that I dislike them, but what I think it boils down to is just you can't get addicted to a short story because it's done before you have time, so it doesn't make the book as easy to want to return to. I think the best way I can describe this book is downright bizarre. Not that the previous weren't a bit weird in their own way, but &lt;i&gt;Salmonella Men on Planet Porno&lt;/i&gt; is short insights into people lives as a unnatural occurrence happens to them. Some of them are highly enjoyable, for example the man who suddenly starts being followed by the press and every mundane moment of his life is turned into headline news, but others really failed to hold my attention, and it took a lot of effort for me to even finish this book. Like &lt;i&gt;The Maid &lt;/i&gt;I felt that maybe there was a slightly over-usual focus on sex, but somehow in this setting it seemed less serious, so bizarre were the stories it was part of. Of the three books I think this was probably the funniest, but it is probably the one I would least recommend, however as I said I don't like short stories, so if you do you will probably like it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Tsutsui&lt;/span&gt; is beyond a doubt an unusual writer, from what I can discover he is highly prolific, although very few of his novels seem to have made it to translation. Perhaps this is due to the bizarre elements to his stories, or that they seem very Japanese, but either way I want more and have already ordered&lt;i&gt; Paprika&lt;/i&gt; from Amazon. I'm very interested to see how I go with it, partly because I know from having seen the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt; that is more of a whole story than the three I have reviewed above. Of those above, &lt;i&gt;The Maid&lt;/i&gt; was the one which I enjoyed the most, but I will get back to you on how it compares to &lt;i&gt;Paprika&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On a side note - any recommendations of short stories that may change my mind are very welcome, I am willing to try to change my opinion on them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-841871034196212137?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/841871034196212137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/09/yasutaka-tsutsui-triple-book-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/841871034196212137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/841871034196212137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/09/yasutaka-tsutsui-triple-book-review.html' title='Yasutaka Tsutsui - Triple Book Review'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762821751429261456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/S_2JegCi-dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s9HCaNc8l4o/S220/tea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-8307244463912793638</id><published>2010-08-02T22:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:19:54.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl with Glass Feet - Ali Shaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TFc2UlQBFcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bfKVS4Oqxgw/s1600/glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TFc2UlQBFcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bfKVS4Oqxgw/s200/glass.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500925197080925634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a truly magical book that I knew I was going to love from the minute its title caught my imagination in a book shop. It's always good to stumble across a surprise book, and this really was a lovely surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Set on a fictional, snowy archipelago &lt;i&gt;The Girl with Glass Feet&lt;/i&gt; tells the story of Ida MacLaird who has returned to the Island to try to uncover the cause for her curious illness; that her feet are turning to glass. On the island she meets Midas Crook, an introverted photographer scared to get close to anyone. As the story unfolds the relationship between the pair develops beautifully and you are totally drawn into their situation. The island is filled with a sort of magical realism that means that while reading about Ida's situation and the wonders of the island it is easy to suspend your disbelief, and I think this is the real beauty of the book. I felt an almost child-like wonder reading Shaw's descriptions of the beautiful landscapes, really feeling as if I was there. A lot of the descriptions are reminiscent of fairy tales, but a depth is brought due to adult issues and heart ache from many of the supporting characters. To me the most memorable aspect of this novel is the prose, which is particularly striking when describing the island from Midas' point of view; he sees much of the world around him as if through a camera lens and some of these passages are beautifully evocative. It is rare for me to find the prose my favourite aspect of a work of fiction, so I thoroughly enjoyed absorbing the language and turn of phrase throughout &lt;i&gt;The Girl with Glass Feet&lt;/i&gt;. The only criticism I have is that there were two very similar sub-plots both focusing on men who had lost women to another many years earlier and had never managed to move on, which I found slightly repetitive and confusing as I wasn't sure quite why the same idea was used twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can only imagine how much better Shaw may be able to make his second novel, with a stronger plot to match his talent with prose this would have been a brilliant book. I thoroughly enjoyed this bittersweet story and for anyone looking for beauty where they are able to leave behind everyday life I wholeheartedly recommend it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-8307244463912793638?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/8307244463912793638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/08/girl-with-glass-feet-ali-shaw.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/8307244463912793638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/8307244463912793638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/08/girl-with-glass-feet-ali-shaw.html' title='The Girl with Glass Feet - Ali Shaw'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762821751429261456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/S_2JegCi-dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s9HCaNc8l4o/S220/tea.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TFc2UlQBFcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bfKVS4Oqxgw/s72-c/glass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-7376154018999315127</id><published>2010-07-17T18:37:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:38:41.498+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wednesday Letters - Jason F. Wright</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu6tDMleQn8/TEHyNHMpeNI/AAAAAAAAAdU/o8beYbQgUfY/s1600/Wed+Letters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu6tDMleQn8/TEHyNHMpeNI/AAAAAAAAAdU/o8beYbQgUfY/s320/Wed+Letters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494939327453034706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I received a &lt;a href="http://www.victoriantradingco.com/index.html"&gt;Victorian Trading Co.&lt;/a&gt; cataloge in the mail.  In it was this book, a book about a man who, on his wedding night, writes a letter to his wife promising to writer her a letter every Wednesday as long as they are both alive.  I'm a hopeless romantic at heart, so that alone grabbed me.  I read no more of the summary, and assumed this was a nonfiction book reprinting these letters.  I downloaded the free sample chapter from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wednesday-Letters-Jason-F-Wright/dp/0425223477/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1279388564&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt; (I love my Kindle), and was shocked to find it was fiction. However, the first chapter already had me crying, and I knew I had to read the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack and Laurel Cooper own a Bed and Breakfast in Woodtock, Virgina.  When they die (I won't tell you how, even though the Amazon review does...that was part of the beauty of the first chapter for me), their three adult children come home for the funeral.  Samantha, the middle child, is a local police officer.  Matthew, the oldest, is a businessman in the Northeast.  The youngest, Malcolm, is on the run from the law, but risks comes home from Brazil for his parents' funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The siblings find boxes of letters in the basement of their parents' bed and breakfast, and discover they are filled with decades' worth of letters from Jack to Laurel, written every Wednesday, whether they were in the same room, or in different areas of the country from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading these letters, they discover secrets that threaten to tear the family apart.  Not only must they deal with the death of both their parents, they must come to terms with the past before it destroys them.  The three siblings have demons to face, dreams they have given up hope of ever attaining, and the letters - particularly Jack's final letters to each of them - help them find their paths in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack's letters, which are are funny, poignant, and heartbreaking, are peppered throughout the novel.  I admit I cried several times while reading this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some religious themes throughout the book.  I am not a religious person, so this doesn't really appeal to me.  However, it was all written as part of the story, was not preachy, and did not detract from the overall novel, so I was able to overlook this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wednesday Letters is a fast, easy read.  It took me about three days to read it.  Because of the simplicity, I give it 3.5 out of 5 stars, but recommend it to anyone who wants a heartwarming tale of romance and redemption.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-7376154018999315127?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/7376154018999315127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/07/wednesday-letters-jason-f-wright.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/7376154018999315127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/7376154018999315127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/07/wednesday-letters-jason-f-wright.html' title='The Wednesday Letters - Jason F. Wright'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu6tDMleQn8/TEHyNHMpeNI/AAAAAAAAAdU/o8beYbQgUfY/s72-c/Wed+Letters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-4459836025461145950</id><published>2010-07-14T23:57:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:17:40.939+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls - Emilie Autumn (EA)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu6tDMleQn8/TD5D3ZQQG4I/AAAAAAAAAdM/VO-mKjsJ4HA/s1600/AsylumCoverSm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu6tDMleQn8/TD5D3ZQQG4I/AAAAAAAAAdM/VO-mKjsJ4HA/s320/AsylumCoverSm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493903214389500802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emilieautumn.com/emporiumbooks.html"&gt;The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls&lt;/a&gt; is part autobiography, part fictional horror.  It tells of Emilie Autumn's time spent in a psychiatric ward after she tried to commit suicide.  Alternately, it tells the tale of the fictional (or is she?) Emily, a girl locked in an insane asylum in Victorian London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily's tale is artfully written and paints a vivid, page-turning picture of the horrors of the Asylum.  EA has done much research on the mental institutions of Victorian times, and the blood-chilling events that were the norm are described in horrific, blood-chilling detail.  It tells the tale of Emily's youth and the hard path to her unearned internment in the asylum, as well as the other girls she meets there.  The girls unite in an effort to keep themselves sane (for most are not truly insane when they are dumped at the asylum, only unwanted by society.)  If you like thrillers you will love the Victorian Emily's story and the shocking ending that leads to the inmates' uprising and their happily(?) ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real life Emilie's tale is equally as chilling.  I admit I was disappointed that it didn't go into more detail into her early years, but I should have known better than to expect a typical autobiography from EA.  Instead of a year by year account of her life, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Asylum&lt;/span&gt; shows her time in a modern mental institution - which was almost as shocking as the Victorian institution.  Diary entries in EA's own handwriting describe the medications she took, her thoughts of suicide, and the brutal reality of cutting.  If you want to learn more about these topics, and bipolar, you will be pleased with Emilie's story, although it is left open as to whether the real life Emilie has a happy ending or not.  Perhaps there will be a sequel...  EA is full of surprises.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give the book 4 out of 5 stars, simply because I want to know more about EA's past and what made her who she is today, not just her time in a mental hospital.  If not for that, I would give it 5 out of 5.  The book itself is gorgeous, a large, beautifully illustrated edition perfect for display.  Stunning photographs and drawings by EA herself fill the pages.  There is something for everyone in this volume.  Well, anyone may be slightly mad, that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-4459836025461145950?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/4459836025461145950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/07/asylum-for-wayward-victorian-girls.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/4459836025461145950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/4459836025461145950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/07/asylum-for-wayward-victorian-girls.html' title='The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls - Emilie Autumn (EA)'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu6tDMleQn8/TD5D3ZQQG4I/AAAAAAAAAdM/VO-mKjsJ4HA/s72-c/AsylumCoverSm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-1981697277923926252</id><published>2010-07-14T23:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T23:51:02.346+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Q&amp;A with Jen</title><content type='html'>Hi!  I'm Jen, and will be a part-time contributor to the blog.  I'm hoping to post a review every month or two.  Here's my introduction, and my first review should be up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you reading now:&lt;/span&gt; Mad in America: Bad Science, Bad Medicine, and the Enduring Mistreatment of the Mentally Ill by Robert Whitaker.  Next up, I think, will be Fool Moon by Jim Butcher, or Ruby's Humans: A Dog's Eye Memoir by Tom Adrahtas and Woman and the Demon: The Life of a Victorian Myth by Nina Auerbach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Book:&lt;/span&gt; A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L'Engle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Favourite Authors:&lt;/span&gt; Natalie Goldberg, Thich Nhaht Hanh, Jim Butcher, Simon R. Greene, George R. R. Martin, Ann Brashares, Stephen Hall, Laurell K. Hamilton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First book you ever read that you couldn't put down:&lt;/span&gt; I don't really remember, but at a very young age I read "Fred and Ted are Friends" so many times my parents had to replace the book after it fell apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Quote:&lt;/span&gt; My favorite writing quote is: The Muse cannot resist a working writer - Ray Bradbury&lt;br /&gt;My favorite quote in general is: Experience is not what happens to you; it is what you do with what happens to you. - Aldous Huxley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-1981697277923926252?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/1981697277923926252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/07/q-with-jen.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/1981697277923926252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/1981697277923926252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/07/q-with-jen.html' title='Q&amp;A with Jen'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-6145967351818852779</id><published>2010-06-26T20:58:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T21:06:20.891+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coma – Alex Garland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TCZdZJs-BbI/AAAAAAAAABs/flgcsrgv0d4/s1600/coma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TCZdZJs-BbI/AAAAAAAAABs/flgcsrgv0d4/s200/coma.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487175882680174002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the last train home from a late night in the office Carl steps in to help a woman from being mugged and as a result to beaten into a coma by four men. This is how the first chapter of Alex Garland’s third novel unfolds. As is typical of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Garland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; he doesn’t worry about making the reader feel safe or comfortable. We are given no time to settle in and within the first three pages this violent incident unfolds in front of the reader’s eyes; I was already hooked. What follows is a confusing maze around Carl’s brain as he tries to separate his dreams from reality and stumbles around his own unconscious in attempt to return to the real world and deal with his past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Throughout &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Coma-Alex-Garland/dp/0571223109/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1277582433&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Coma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Alex Garland convincingly captures how it feels to dream, from crazy, trippy, impossible dreams to lucid dreams where you are almost convinced you are awake. Unconscious episodes are a particularly brave subject matter for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Garland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to tackle in this way due to the fact that everyone has their own individual experience of dreaming, but he pulls it off with all the different emotions and environments of dreams being recognisable to how it feels to me to dream. Had he failed at creating this recognition from the reader the whole novel would have been lost as it is the key to understanding Carl’s situation and allows the world around him to act in its own peculiar way without the reader feeling totally confused. The use of language is so evocative that I really felt I was experiencing Carl’s anguish and confusion with him, rather than merely looking on. Garland plays within the ‘rules’ of dreams so that the experience of following Carl is disorientating at times without being purely random, and it is this that allows the reader to follow the overarching plot and also understand what is even happening almost all the time. Adding to the confusion and sense of unease experience as we lurch around Carl’s conscious and unconscious mind are a series of woodcuts created by Nicholas Garland (his father), which I enjoyed, however I know that some feel that they were used as padding. The reason for this is that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Coma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is more of a novella than a novel. With a lot of blank pages and each chapter number also taking its own page, the art work adds another page that you can’t read and speeds up the rate of page-turning. Because of this I zipped through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Coma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in under two hours, and as enjoyable as I found this I think I would feel cheated if I had paid the full £6.99 for it rather than borrowing it. Perhaps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Garland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; could have done more with a longer story but I for one didn’t mind, I was just sorry it was over and left wanting more, particularly due to an enigmatic finish, that due to the subject matter I don’t think I should have been so surprised by!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-6145967351818852779?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/6145967351818852779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/06/coma-alex-garland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/6145967351818852779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/6145967351818852779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/06/coma-alex-garland.html' title='The Coma – Alex Garland'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762821751429261456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/S_2JegCi-dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s9HCaNc8l4o/S220/tea.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/TCZdZJs-BbI/AAAAAAAAABs/flgcsrgv0d4/s72-c/coma.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-5591526640852599645</id><published>2010-06-16T00:39:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:55:00.778+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Leviathan - Scott Westerfeld</title><content type='html'>Finally, my first review. (It would have been up earlier, but this last week has been incredibly busy.) Anyway, due to the fact that I spent most of the last two years writing for my school newspaper, most of these reviews will be written in newspaper reveiw form, (meaning third person and such). All right, enough talk, here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OH-89Rbw0qk/TBgR3CsJasI/AAAAAAAAAAw/O0ebg9W4n2w/s1600/leviathan-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483152183636093634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OH-89Rbw0qk/TBgR3CsJasI/AAAAAAAAAAw/O0ebg9W4n2w/s320/leviathan-cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A girl disguised as a boy in the British army, the son of the Arch Duke Ferdinand running from the people who killed his parents. These are the circumstances that the protagonists in Scott Westerfeld’s new novel, Leviathan, are put up against in this steampunk, historical science-fiction piece. Westerfeld, author of the Midnighters trilogy, Peeps, and the New York Times Bestselling Uglies series, has recently released a new form of reading. Leviathan, which not only has the unusual genre of historical fiction combined with science fiction, is also a fully illustrated young adult novel. These illustrations depict the unusual creatures and machines that Westerfeld has planted throughout this entire novel, pulling the reader even deeper into this strange new history.&lt;br /&gt;Leviathan begins with the murder of the Arch Duke Ferdinand, thus starting World War I. This is not an ordinary story, only portraying the war. In the world Westerfeld has created, Charles Darwin not only became the father of evolution with his pea plants, he also discovered DNA, and in doing so began creating his own species. These species are now used by the group called the Darwinists, consisting of Britain, France, Serbia, Russia, and Italy, as war machines. The other side of the war, Germany, Austria-Hungary, and the Ottoman Empire, is a group called the Clankers, which, due to the development of the Darwinist living war machines, have built their own weapons, machines that walk on legs and move like a combination between tanks and animals.&lt;br /&gt;The main characters are both thrown into this war under different &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OH-89Rbw0qk/TBgShnrTOGI/AAAAAAAAABA/ORXJ9ScsAuQ/s1600/leviathan3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 198px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483152915119159394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OH-89Rbw0qk/TBgShnrTOGI/AAAAAAAAABA/ORXJ9ScsAuQ/s320/leviathan3a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;circumstances. Deryn Sharp is a girl pretending to be a boy named Dylan in the British army. After her father, a balloonist dies, her mother tries to stuff her into skirts, but she rebells by leaving with her brother to join the British ranks. She is put upon a giant living warship called the Leviathan. The Leviathan is a flying whale, made up of dozens of creatures that keep it alive. It is Deryn’s job to tend to some of these “beasties.” The ship takes on a very important passenger and cargo, and new adventure begins when the ship is shot down in the Swiss Alps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OH-89Rbw0qk/TBgSHODWoRI/AAAAAAAAAA4/RuibMFUf60g/s1600/storwalkerdetail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 314px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483152461564125458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OH-89Rbw0qk/TBgSHODWoRI/AAAAAAAAAA4/RuibMFUf60g/s320/storwalkerdetail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the Clanker side of this story is Aleksander Ferdinand, the son of the Arch Duke. After his father is killed, he is taken by two of his servants in a Clanker machine called a Storm Walker, and they begin running from the people who want Alek dead. Alek is the unofficial heir to the Austria-Hungary throne. His father had married a commoner, and, thus, none of their children could inherit the throne. Due to his father’s efforts, though, many believe that Alek may be able to inherit it. Ultimately, Alek’s own country is out to kill him.&lt;br /&gt;Leviathan, at first, may seem a book only for World War I enthusiasts, but this book will surprise all readers, as those who do not enjoy historical fiction will find themselves reading late into the night. The lives of Alek and Deryn, teenagers from two different sides of the war, intertwine, as the world begins to break apart.&lt;br /&gt;This book does not only include an exciting storyline and personable characters, it also has fifty illustrations by artist, Keith Thompson. Thompson has done some previous artwork; although, nothing as extensive as the many sketches for Leviathan. The drawings have a great detail, showing the living airships and Clanker machines. Westerfeld discussed these illustrations at an event at Changing Hands bookstore in Tempe, Arizona, in mid-October 2009. He said that the idea behind this illustrated novel for young-adults came from viewing the books in his parents’ attic. These books, from the early to mid-1900s, had a variety of pictures, and he began to wonder why books of today did not have the same number of pictures. He explained to the crowd that after the invention of photography became common place, the drawings in books became obsolete, due to the lack of illustrators, and the rising cost of hiring artists. With Leviathan, Westerfeld wants to help bring back book illustrations for teens and adults. Many authors would not have been able to convince a publisher to print a book such as Leviathan, but due to his Uglies success, Westerfeld got his wish of an illustrated novel, and Leviathan was born.&lt;br /&gt;Leviathan, released on October 2, 2010, is the first of three books; although, a guide to the world of Leviathan may be published after the end of the trilogy. Thompson and Westerfeld have already finished the first draft of the second novel, Behernoth, which will be published in October 2010, and are now hard at work on the third novel. These novels are sure to entice many, whether fans of Westerfeld’s previous books, or new readers. Thompson’s beautiful artwork and Westerfeld’s winning prose are a combination that will draw many into this new world of living war machines, giant, walking tanks, murder, battles, and excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Images courtesy of scottwesterfeld.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-5591526640852599645?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/5591526640852599645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/06/leviathan-scott-westerfeld.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/5591526640852599645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/5591526640852599645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/06/leviathan-scott-westerfeld.html' title='Leviathan - Scott Westerfeld'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963410414795369346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OH-89Rbw0qk/TABBBuscK3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/k9UZBQe3-8k/S220/new+york.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OH-89Rbw0qk/TBgR3CsJasI/AAAAAAAAAAw/O0ebg9W4n2w/s72-c/leviathan-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-6641572603699370876</id><published>2010-06-14T10:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T21:07:09.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Posionwood Bible – Barbara Kingsolver</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;Every month I attend a book group, and this was last month’s choice and one I wasn’t too happy about when it won the vote. I don’t really like books about &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;, I’ve tried a number of times and just seemed to be a subject matter that doesn’t appeal to me. So this was a very pleasant surprise – I thought it was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Poisonwood Bible&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt; is told by Orleanna Price and her four daughters (Rachel, Leah, Adah and Ruth-May) as they follow their missionary father, Nathan, to the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Congo&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; in the 1950s.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Each section of the book is introduced by Orleanna but subsequent smaller sections are told by each of her four daughters. Each daughter has a very distinctive voice, which impressed me and made this format easy to follow, something that many other authors using multiple narrators have failed at. Hearing the stories from the heart of the family makes you feel included and you develop a strong understanding of the family dynamic and sympathise to their increasingly awful situation. Notably, Nathan never narrates, highlighting the fact that he seems completely blind to what the rest of the family are feeling and experiencing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;The prose in this book is quite beautiful, artfully illustrating the wild surroundings of the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Congo&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and the girls’ emotions and reactions to their new lives. My favourite sections were those written by Adah. She and Leah are twins and she is the ‘backwards’ twin with one half of her body damaged due to lack of oxygen during birth. She has difficulties walking and barely speaks but loves word play, particularly creating her own palindrome hymns (‘&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#111111;"&gt;oh god, dog ho!’) which I found very entertaining as well as unusual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Arial;color:#111111;"&gt;Together the sisters face challenges which their father has in no way prepared them for; h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;is opinions and attitude, both religious and not, are strong and inflexible leaving no room for cultural changes. While the rest of the family adapt to their new surrounds Nathan Price seems to adopt the strategy of keeping his head down and charging ahead regardless. He cannot understand why so many of his religious teachings are disregarded and ignored by the locals in the village because he simply will not listen to them. One striking example is that he desperately wants to baptise the unwilling congregation in the river and is offended when they refuse, however we later find out that this is because a young child was recently eaten by a crocodile in the said river. But Nathan won’t listen, blindly assuming he always knows what is best as he views the Congolese as savages. Personally I found Nathan deeply infuriating and was constantly waiting for the moment when Orleanna would reach the end of her tether and save her daughters from the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Congo&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; which grows increasingly dangerous for the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;I much I have raved I must admit the later sections of the book are more disappointing, as we return to the family in later stages of life, although none remain in the Congo we see how their experiences continue to effect their lives. This portion of the book felt drawn out – it would have been much better as an epilogue rather than almost a third of the story, however in my memory the stories told by four girls dealing with a life they haven’t chosen for themselves shines through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This book artfully weaves together themes of religion, feminism, culture, politics, even environmental issues, and although at times these themes quite blatant I found at no part does Kingsolver seem preachy or overly aggressive in addressing these issues. The strongest idea has to be that so many foreigners come into Africa thinking they can fix it, but &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt; is a very different place to the rest of the world, and has to be treated as such; if it was that easy to fix, someone would have done it already.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Although none of the messages are new I think it is unusual to see so many themes so deftly covered and inter-woven whilst still providing the reader with such a vivid and enjoyable story. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I whole-heartedly recommend this book to everyone and will definitely be looking into reading more of Barbara Kingsolver’s work.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-6641572603699370876?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/6641572603699370876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/06/posionwood-bible-barbara-kingsolver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/6641572603699370876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/6641572603699370876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/06/posionwood-bible-barbara-kingsolver.html' title='The Posionwood Bible – Barbara Kingsolver'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762821751429261456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/S_2JegCi-dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s9HCaNc8l4o/S220/tea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-3993862499440504742</id><published>2010-06-06T21:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:57:16.512+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Murakami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Murder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psycho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Killer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Miso Soup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tokyo'/><title type='text'>In the Miso Soup - Ryu Murakami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51CWRDKG2CL._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51CWRDKG2CL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;The first thing that really struck me about &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Miso-Soup-Ryu-Murakami/dp/0747578885/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275857114&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;In the Miso Soup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; was its cover - it caught my eye again and again before I finally gave in to it. It took me so long to get around to reading because almost every time I picked up this book in a book shop the quote on the front - "Reads like the script notes for &lt;i&gt;American Psycho - the Holiday Abroad&lt;/i&gt;" put me off just as quickly at the cover art had caught my eye. I've read &lt;i&gt;American Psycho&lt;/i&gt;, and I enjoyed it, but I never quite understood what all the hype was about, so this quote didn't have quite the winning effect on me that was perhaps intended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;So, having thoroughly judged this book by its cover I eventually read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the Miso Soup&lt;/i&gt; is told from the perspective of Kenji, an unlicensed Japanese guide who shows tourists around the darker and sexier back streets of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Tokyo&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. His client for the duration of this book is a fat American, calling himself Frank. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;However, from the off, Kenji senses there is something weird about Frank, and as two murders are reported he becomes even more suspicious and uneasy. Over this reasonably short book the tension and anticipation builds steadily, and although you can sense something is coming you are not quite sure what (or if you even really want to know) you cannot help but read on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;As is probably obvious from the comparison to &lt;i&gt;American Psycho&lt;/i&gt;, this is a gruesome book at times, with unexplained violence that doesn't skimp on the descriptions. The lack of explanation can often make violence seem gratuitous, however seeing as Kenji is just as unsure of what it all means as the reader, the lack of justification makes sense. I’ve read another of Murakami’s books – &lt;i&gt;Piercing&lt;/i&gt; – where the narrator is the one with violent tendencies, and I must admit I prefer Kenji, an outsider, telling us the story. Perhaps this is because it is hard to identify with a psychopathic narrator, where as Kenji is more of an ‘everyman’; like us he is a normal person viewing horrendous things. But, I think that part of what makes&lt;i&gt; In the Miso Soup&lt;/i&gt;’s narrative stronger is the descriptions of Kenji’s psychological reactions. It is undeniably realistic and encourages the reader to really face up to Frank’s behaviour – you can’t suppress your own reactions to it when Kenji’s are so strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;A&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;lthough the violence is the most memorable aspect of this book, there is more to it. Most obviously it shows the reader darker side of Tokyo not commonly seen to tourists, and although prostitution is probably the dark underbelly of every city Tokyo's Red Light District is still distinctly Japanese in its etiquette and treatment of foreigners. It also presents ideas on Japanese culture and its relation to the West, personal responsibility and loneliness in a big city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;I found this book thoroughly compelling and recommend it if you want something a bit different, however probably not if you have a low tolerance for violence or are particularly easily offended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-3993862499440504742?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/3993862499440504742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-miso-soup-ryu-murakami.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/3993862499440504742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/3993862499440504742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-miso-soup-ryu-murakami.html' title='In the Miso Soup - Ryu Murakami'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762821751429261456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/S_2JegCi-dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s9HCaNc8l4o/S220/tea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-2293584851058731730</id><published>2010-06-04T21:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:40:50.122+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Q&amp;A With Erin</title><content type='html'>What are you reading right now?&lt;br /&gt;I'm never reading one book at a time, so here's the current list. (It's shorter than usual, because I'm busy):&lt;br /&gt;All But My Life by Gerda Weissmann Klein&lt;br /&gt;The White Cat by Holly Black&lt;br /&gt;Touching Darkness by Scott Westerfeld (This is probably the twentieth time I've been through it.)&lt;br /&gt;Hacking Harvard by Robin Wasserman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Book?&lt;br /&gt;In young adult, definitely Scott Westerfeld's Midnighter's series or Suzanne Collin's The Hunger Games.&lt;br /&gt;Outside of young adult, probably George Orwell's 1984, Mitch Albom's The Five People You Meet in Heaven, or Ender's Game and Ender's Shadow, (I can never decide which one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Authors?&lt;br /&gt;Scott Westerfeld, Maureen Johnson, Robin Wasserman, Libba Bray, John Green, Justine Larbalestier, Suzanne Collins, Orson Scott Card, and Audrey Niffenegger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First book you ever read that you couldn't put down?&lt;br /&gt;I've loved reading for as long as I can remember, but I guess as a child the first two books that really influenced me were The Sign of the Beaver by Elizabeth George Speare and Where the Red Fern Grows by Wilson Rawls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite quote?&lt;br /&gt;"The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter--'tis the difference between the lightning bug and the lightning." -Mark Twain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-2293584851058731730?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/2293584851058731730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/06/q-with-erin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/2293584851058731730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/2293584851058731730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/06/q-with-erin.html' title='Q&amp;A With Erin'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963410414795369346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OH-89Rbw0qk/TABBBuscK3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/k9UZBQe3-8k/S220/new+york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-6781653404992417650</id><published>2010-06-04T20:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T20:16:01.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Q&amp;A With Ellem</title><content type='html'>I'm terrible at introductions, so I'm going to let my Q&amp;amp;A make my first impression for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you reading now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darkly Dreaming Dexter&lt;/span&gt; by Jeff Lindsay. I've been a big fan of the showtime series and it's only fair that I give the book a go too. So far I've found it quite different from the series, but in a very good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favourite Book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's got to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ender's Game &lt;/span&gt;by Orson Scott Card. It's a cliché I know, but it's such a common favourite for a reason. It was the first book to ever truly grip me, and it's also what got me into reading in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favourite Author?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roland Barthes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First book you ever read that you couldn't put down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said before that was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ender's Game&lt;/span&gt; but saying that again would be cheating. I'm going to have to say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Across the Nightingale Floor&lt;/span&gt; by Lian Hearn. At a point when I was beginning to lose my love of literature this book re-ignited that spark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favourite Quote?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I was five years old, my Mom always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down "Happy" they told me I didn't understand the assignment, and I told them they didn't understand life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-6781653404992417650?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/6781653404992417650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/06/q-with-ellem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/6781653404992417650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/6781653404992417650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/06/q-with-ellem.html' title='Q&amp;A With Ellem'/><author><name>Ellem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14652246639110372149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426750188779084953.post-3518840921758618368</id><published>2010-06-04T11:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T12:07:01.178+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to The Last Page</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Welcome to our new blog 'The Last Page'. We've decided to kick off with a short Q&amp;amp;A from each of our contributors so you can get an idea of who we each are and what we like. Then, onwards into the world of book reviews - we hope you enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name:&lt;/b&gt; Kate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you reading now?&lt;/b&gt; The Understudy by David Nicholls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favourite Book?&lt;/b&gt; The Time Traveller's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favourite Authors? &lt;/b&gt;Xiaolu Guo, Audrey Niffenegger, Lisa Jewell, Nick Hornby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;First book you ever read that you couldn't put down?&lt;/b&gt; The Naughtiest Girl in the School by Enid Blyton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favourite Quote?&lt;/b&gt; "All the books we own, both read and unread, are the fullest expression of self we have at our disposal. ... But with each passing year, and with each whimsical purchase, our libraries become more and more able to articulate who we are, whether we read the books or not." — Nick Hornby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426750188779084953-3518840921758618368?l=turntothelastpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/feeds/3518840921758618368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/06/welcome-to-last-page.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/3518840921758618368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426750188779084953/posts/default/3518840921758618368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntothelastpage.blogspot.com/2010/06/welcome-to-last-page.html' title='Welcome to The Last Page'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762821751429261456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0IK-Heqhns/S_2JegCi-dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s9HCaNc8l4o/S220/tea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
