More Books I've Read On My Commute
Much like I didn’t realize my last Books I’ve Read On My Commute post was all memoirs, I didn’t realize until typing up this post that this round of Books was all recommendations, which is really cool! And all three this round kept me quite engaged despite being read throughout the busiest part of the semester. Keep reading for the titles or see the previous two posts first if you haven’t yet:
the seven husbands of evelyn hugo
This is what they call a ‘quintessential beach read.’ One of my best friends recommended it to me as a novel I could lose myself in and I definitely did—it was an easy read that held my interest and that I wanted to read even outside of my commute, despite its overly obvious plot line and cliche devices.
Old Hollywood movie icon Evelyn Hugo enlists the help of unknown magazine reporter Monique Grant to piece together her one and final tell-all memoir, sharing the unknown and intimate details of her seven marriages and ‘forbidden’ love, and ultimately leading Monique to discover why it was she who Evelyn inexplicably enlisted to write it.
the power of habit
“Why We Do What We Do in Life and Business.” This one was recommended to me by a sweet online friend. While it had the potential to be quite dry, being scientific and founded on research and case studies, the anecdotal and almost TED Talk style in which it was written made it much more palatable (but I also happen to find neuroscience and psychology interesting).
I even thought it sometimes oversimplified things. It also didn’t delve into the more political awfulness that is some of the individuals and organizations mentioned, but I suppose that wasn’t the point.
If you’re into more analytical, real-world application type reads, this is a hefty one on the habit loop and how identifying its elements can lead to changing bad habits and forming better ones.
the bright hour
“Did you think you would never reach the point toward which you were constantly heading?”
I thought I would read Nina Riggs’s memoir after Paul Kalanithi’s, but then thought it would be too much for my little heart to handle. So, I waited until a couple months later when my colleague-friend brought it up and offered to lend me her copy. If When Breath Becomes Air made me think, The Bright Hour made me feel. It was poetry. It was real and raw. I laughed and cried at the same time. I despaired whenever I remembered that the end of the book marked the end of her being. I tried to mend through this new love story that resulted from the two memoirs.
I have a hard time articulating thoughts that are tied to feelings, so I’ll just say that The Bright Hour has been one of my favorite reads of all time.
Any new recommendations? What have you been reading?
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