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I usually don’t get very personal in my reviews because I’m sending it off to a publisher afterwards and whatnot, but for Roomies I have to make a small exception. So the first half of this post is going to be a normal review, telling why Roomies is awesome and why you should totally consider buying the audio version. The second half will be just my general feelings and what this novel meant to me personally. I shed a few tears, guys.
“Live in the present. Take care of the relationships in front of you now. Most friendships have a natural life, and when they’ve lived that out, you’ll know.”
I was initially drawn to Roomies because it had such an interesting cover and premise. I loved the idea of two strangers getting to know each other over one summer before college. But what I didn’t expect was such a complex cast of characters, heartbreaking relationships and two coming of age stories that felt so realistic and utterly honest.
Chuck Palahniuk believes that you are an idiot.
I say this without any definitive proof, of course, but having read this particular novel of the man’s in its entirety and parts of another (Damned, if you are curious), I think that this assertion is a fairly reasonable one. My experience with Palahniuk is quite limited, obviously, so you may freely label me as being overly judgmental or poorly informed without having to worry about me heatedly debating your claims. Perhaps you are right. Perhaps I am too quick to such a strong opinion.
I find myself, however, caring little about the ultimate validity of my views, because, after forcing myself through Haunted, I think it likely that I will never touch Palahniuk’s work again, and I am not in the least upset by this decision.
I picked this one up because I have long suspected that its author’s craft is the type that is, if absolutely nothing else, entertaining.
If there is but one thing that I truly adore about Stephen King’s work, it is his penchant for crafting consistently interesting short stories. Granted, the quality of his storytelling tends to vary quite broadly from one tableau to the next, and his tone can vary so dramatically that it is oftentimes difficult to maintain a stable understanding and mindset towards what he is trying to accomplish in the space of some dozen pages at a time. Still, his entries are always, if nothing else, entertaining, with at least one wonderfully weird, wonderfully unsettling idea or detail to make the brief journey in one way or another worthwhile.
I bring this up because Joe Hill strikes me as being much the same sort of writer as his father. In fact, I could easily see 20th Century Ghosts as being a work stemmed from the elder King’s pen, so similar is Hill’s wordplay and imagination.
In 2013, I did something I never usually did: I didn’t review some books that I had read. It’s not that I didn’t like them because most of them were really good, some even my favorites of the entire year. But there was always something that got in the way or I got distracted or lazy or started drinking… you get the picture. So in order to feature some of these awesome books, I’ve decided to do a new mini-review feature. I’m hoping to be able to do this every few months or so depending on how much I read. This will leave me with more time to read and not stress about reviewing everything, but at the same time I get to share my thoughts with everyone. The best part? These books are already out! Yay!
Dear Books I Forgot to Review,
I totes didn’t forget about you!
(Hover over the covers for the synopsis and links!)
As it is the holiday times, many of you are probably sitting around thinking ‘I need some sort of physical item to show my appreciation for the people in my life whose presence I find pleasing’ and I would like to suggest that this is the item you are looking for.
Beauty Queens is the kind of unadulterated, out-of-control, campy satire that bludgeons my funny bone to smithereens. Fans of Dave Berry, Carl Haissen and Terry Pratchett (they’ve both mastered the art of the comedic footnote) take note. It’s spectacular, it’s snarky, it’s sly and it’s smart. (I’m so giddy it’s making me alliterative.) It’s satire in its best and brightest form and I loved every delicious, over-the-top second of it.
I will issue a disclaimer before I get carried away. If you’re not the kind of reader that can swallow their disbelief in the face of the ridiculous for the sake of having fun, you may not enjoy this book as much as I did.