April(ish) Check-In: Readathon and Colleen Hoover

Books read in April: 18
My Own Damn Books: 13
Not bad!

I participated in the Dewey’s 24 Hour Readathon on April 25, which helped me move along with getting things read—though it was really more about getting library books read when I had been vaguely avoiding them. I got two of the three trades that I’d checked out from the library read, and a couple of my own books.

I will refrain form further gushing about Hamilton and declaring Garcia Marquez just too weird for me. There are other things to discuss.

LIKE COLLEEN HOOVER.

HOW DID I NOT KNOW HOW MUCH COLLEEN HOOVER WOULD INVADE MY SOUL?

I read the entire Slammed trilogy in five days, and after a week off for Readathon and other endeavors, I was surprised to find November 9 waiting for me on Overdrive. I knew only one thing about Colleen Hoover before I decided to pick up Slammed: she wrote Angsty New Adult Fiction that also had poetry.

God. Damn.

There is a certain method of putting together words and sentences that makes it so your reader can’t look away. Even if they’re rolling their eyes and slapping foreheads, that reader will keep going. What, it’s time for bed? Let me find a good place to stop. What, it’s two a.m.? All good, I finished it.

The book that actually inspired me to pick up Slammed, which has been sitting on my bookshelf for a year or so, was You Know Me Well, by David Levithan and Nina LaCour. I had a slow start of it, but I needed something to read on a flight and it was the perfect thing to get myself absorbed into. These were kids I wanted to know, whose stories I buried myself into while also attempting to distract myself from the northeastward winds making the plane rock back and forth below me. It was an eARC but this is a book I will probably buy and read again in segments when it actually comes out.

(Apparently I’m working backwards.)

The project I started at the beginning of the month, eschewing the majority of books at the end of my March Check-In, was to go to the bottom of my Kindle app and just start reading. This is what brought me to such gems as Irresistible Forces, in which a financial advisor propositions one of her clients into a week at a “procreation vacation” because she wants a baby with no strings; or A Touch of Greek, where Poseidon’s bad boy son Triton gets flung out of Olympus and can only get his powers back when a human woman falls in love with him for his personality instead of his looks.

I’ve had an influx of library books come in (no #smashyourstack for me :() so I had to take a break from that effort, but I hope to continue to find some fun stuff in my five year old kindle books.

I’ve yapped enough. Time to get more reading done, and maybe write a few things for other people.