A while back, I asked for your suggestions on archived posts, or other things that I should add on the sidebar lest they should be forgot.
I haven’t forgotten all of the comments and suggestions you took the time to offer me. It’s just busy as hell around here. You know, little things like vacations and new jobs and shitstorms of drama, all that good stuff.
I’ll truly get to implementing your ideas, this post is my promise and proof that I haven’t forgotten.
One thing that was suggested was that I place a “Bears Favorite Books” list on the sidebar.
I’m going to end up removing the “Now Reading” plugin to put a list up, which will work better all the way around. Frankly, I read far too many books in a short amount of time to keep the damn thing updated. I go through a few a day most days, who the heck can remember to login multiple times to update that I dropped one on the floor and picked up another? Or that I’m bored with where I was on one, and happened to pickup a Sin City trade in the bathroom for a mid-book break?
Sitting down, nailing an “Absolute favoritist books” list? And then updating it when I truly add a new ‘absolute favoritist’? That I think I can manage.
And there, all of that build up is just to say, I HAVE an update to the non-existent list of favoritist books that is only in my head.
I read a book a week ago. One of you recommended it in a Tweet to me, I reserved a digital copy through the public library for Kindle, and finally got it a week ago.
The book is Ready Player One by Ernest Cline.
I started the book late in the evening, which was a bad move, since that meant I couldn’t put the damn thing down until about 4 AM. No skimming, no speed reading, I devoured every single word with loving attention.
I’ll admit, the book had me worried at the beginning. I didn’t know Ernest Cline from Ernest Heming… oh wait, I’ve read all of Hemingway’s books. Umm… I didn’t know Ernest Cline from Ernie Pyle. Er, shit, Ernie and Bert?
Okay, it turns out I know a lot of Ernies well.
At the time, I didn’t know Ernest Cline, is what I’m getting at here, and thus when certain forays were made into literary territory that threatened a descent into tired science fiction tropes, I didn’t have a lot of faith or trust in his being able to avoid them.
I admit it. I started out with a sci-fi fan chip on my shoulder, with my finger pointed at the book, daring it not to suck.
I just got a flash image of an authoritarian figure, pointing at a book on the ground, with the caption “I DARE you not to suck!” stuck in my head. No, I don’t know why, my head just works like that.
Thank GOD I stopped concentrating on the finger, or I would have missed all of that heavenly glory!
Seriously. Enough from me.
Read the damn book.
Mannyac? Read the book.
Friends? Read the book. I dare you to allow yourself to be entertained!
I gave it a week without returning it, read a bunch of other stuff to cleanse my palate.
Yep. I started reading it again today.
Go get it. Read it, borrow it from the library.
I wonder if there is an audiobook, I’d like to listen to it in the car. I bet there is, there is an audiobook for everything these days.
I think it would be worth, and this is a hell of a leap for me, I think it would be worth my paying actual money to buy it for future re-reading. In hardcover.
Damn, I hope they make a movie. I can’t see how they could, but I hope somehow they do.
What are you doing here? READ THE BOOK!