Non-Fiction/Essays, 2006 (originally published in the Believer magazine, February 2005 - July 2006)
Believer Books, pb, 133 p.
In his latest collection of essays, critic and author Nick Hornby continues the feverish survey of his swollen bookshelves, offering funny, intelligent, and unblinkered accounts of the stuff he’s been reading. Ranging far and wide from the middlebrow, Hornby’s dispatches from his nightstand serve as invaluable guides to contemporary letters, with revelations on the intellectual scene and English football in equal measure.What book lover doesn’t like reading about books? This second collection of Nick Hornby’s 'Stuff I've Been Reading' column in the Believer magazine was just as much fun to read as the first one, The Polysyllabic Spree, if not more. I’m not always interested in all the books he reads or mentions but it’s enjoyable to read about his reading adventures nonetheless. I have actually already read, own or at least have heard of several of the titles he talks about but in some cases it was a nice reminder of books I’d seen before but hadn’t gotten around to. As he’s still writing the column, I look forward to when the next bound edition is published and adding more books to my wishlist.
Printed monthly in the Believer, Hornby’s book reviews are suffused with wit, ire, and loving insight, and his choices often strike into the deeper, odder reaches of the literary world. He is as adamant about the experience of reading a book as he is about the importance of the book itself, and can be trusted to point out which books are ridiculously unfunny, which books can be read incognito for their naughtiness, and, most urgently, which books can bring themselves “all the way through the long march to your soul.”
Here are some of the titles that I noted down to look out for:
Every Secret Thing – Laura Lippman
“...it’s gripping in a quiet, thoughtful way…” (p. 30)
How to Be Lost – Amanda Eyre Ward
“…it has that lovely tone that only American women writers seem to be able to achieve: melancholic, wry, apparently (but only apparently) artless, perched on the balls of its feet and ready to jump either toward humor or toward heartbreak, with no run-up and no effort.” (p. 54)
Penguin Special – Jeremy Lewis
“Jeremy Lewis’s biography of Allen Lane, the founder of Penguin, is a tremendous piece of social history...” (p. 70)
Only in London – Hanan Al-Shaykh
“Hanan Al-Shaykh was one of the authors I met on a recent trip to Reykjavik, and her lovely novel Only in London was a perfect reflection of the woman: surprising, fun, thoughtful.” (p. 106)
Death and the Penguin – Andrey Kurkov
“Death and the Penguin turns out to be fresh, funny, clever, incredibly soulful and compelling, and the penguin turns out to be a triumphant creation. I might only read books about animals from now on.” (p. 113)
Some quotes I enjoyed:
We often read books that we think we ought to read, or that we think we ought to have read, or that other people think we should read (I’m always coming across people who have a mental, sometimes even an actual, list of the books they think they should have read by the time they turn forty, fifty, or dead); I’m sure I’m not the only one who harrumphs his way through a highly praised novel, astonished but actually rather pleased that so many people have got it so wrong. (p. 13)Interesting factoid (from wikipedia):
Reading for enjoyment is what we should all be doing. I don’t mean we should all be reading chick lit or thrillers (although if that’s what you want to read, it’s fine by me, because here’s something else no one will ever tell you: if you don’t read the classics, or the novel that won this year’s Booker Prize, then nothing bad will happen to you; more importantly, nothing good will happen to you if you do); I simply mean that turning the pages should not be like walking through thick mud. The whole purpose of books is that we read them, and if you find you can’t, it might not be your inadequacy that’s to blame. “Good” books can be pretty awful sometimes. (p. 17)
Anne Tyler is the person who first made me want to write: I picked up Dinner at the Homesick Restaurant in a bookshop, started to read it there and then, bought it, took it home, finished it, and suddenly I had and ambition, for the first time in my life. (p. 69)
Hornby is an alumnus of Jesus College, Cambridge, where there is a room named after him.
My Rating: 3.5/5
(#7 for 2008)
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