Bookish Things: August Wrap-Up

In case you don’t follow me on instagram and haven’t been watching my stories, I’ve been getting back into reading lately. I’m not sure what sparked it, exactly, but usually when I find a hobby or interest, I getĀ superĀ into it (to an obsessive degree?) for some time. However, I’ve always been a bookworm from when I was little and first starting to read, so I think this one will be here to stay.

There’s something about reading in the summer that makes it more enjoyable. During college, I’d read SO many books during semester breaks when I didn’t have any required reading for my classes. I finally got back into reading to that extent this summer. I read 5 books in July, and 6 books this August – including two of my favorite books of the entire year.

I borrow a lot of books from the library and read e-books, so I can’t do a super instagrammer picture of the pile of books I read this month. But I can still do a quick wrap-up of August!

  1. Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid
  2. The Wife Between Us by Greer Hendricks and Sarah Pekkanen
  3. Our Kind of Cruelty by Araminta Hall
  4. Rich People Problems by Kevin Kwan
  5. Little Fires Everywhere by Celeste Ng
  6. The Air You Breathe by Frances de Pontes Peebles

Continue reading Bookish Things: August Wrap-Up

Book Review: Our Kind of Cruelty

image from amazon

Our Kind of Cruelty – Araminta Hall

3.5/5 stars

The epitome of an unreliable narrator, Mike’s story wasn’t really connecting with me at first. I struggled to get through the first 50ish pages, but it’s essential to get into the same mindset as him.

Not really a spoiler, as it’s mentioned in the first couple pages, but Part 2 and 3 amped up the action. The courtroom scene especially felt like something out of a Law and Order: SVU episode, except, you know, as told by the defendant/stalker instead of Olivia Benson.

I love the way the writing manipulated the truth, leaving me wondering what was truly “real” and what happened only in Mike’s mind. I’d read the e-mails and voicemails from V and think, ‘there’s not possible way he can misinterpret this,’ and yet…

(spoilers after the jump) Continue reading Book Review: Our Kind of Cruelty