Stiff, by Mary Roach
I loved, loved, loved this book. Mary Roach is so charming and witty, and she manages to write amusingly about anatomy, forensic research, funereal studies, and other topics having to do with cadavers. I say this about every good book I read, but it really made me want to write. This is the sort of book I think I could write. I could totally take an ass-boring subject and make a funny book about it. I might have to do some research though. That's the thing. Either Mary Roach is rich, or she found someone to finance her trips all over the country and to China in the name of cadaveric research (well actually, cadaveric research research, since she was compiling information about the study and use of cadavers). Such a benefactor would have to just take my word that I'm funny, and capable of writing a funny book on a dry topic that people will actually want to buy. Anyway, this book was great.
Breakfast at Tiffany's by Truman Capote
Meh. I'm glad it was short.
Breakfast with Tiffany by Edwin John Wintle
This book has nothing to do with Breakfast at Tiffany's and neither did my choice to read it. Breakfast with Tiffany is a memoir of a forty-year-old gay man living in Manhattan who suddenly finds himself the guardian of his troubled, teenage niece. It's a very sweet and emotional book and I'd definitely recommend it. It makes me want to be a parent even less, but this was not your typical parenting situation. As you read, you not only learn about his relationship with his niece and his struggles to put her back on the right track, but you also learn about his past, his other family members, and his dating and professional histories. It's a very interesting read, heartbreaking at times, but well worth your time.
On my to read list:
- John Connolly's The Book of Lost Things which I'm currently in the middle of.
- Was by Geoff Ryman, which Courtney got me for Chanukah
- The Six Wives of Henry VIII by Alison Weir, which Mike gave me and I'm very excited about, but I know if I start it before Was, I'll never get to it, or anything else for that matter.