You know those weekends where you're doing too many things and having too much fun and enjoying being outside from sunup to sundown that you're too busy to take outfit photos for your silly blog? Yep, that was me this past weekend. It was wonderful.
The Bone Clocks by David Mitchell - I picked this off the new fiction shelf randomly and am so glad I did. Where to even start? There's so much going on in this book from the hundreds (?) of characters, to the multiple narration changes, to the passage of time and the changing of settings. The Bone Clocks spans decades and travels across oceans. We start with 15-year-old Holly Sykes, just having run away from home after having a row with her mother. Almost immediately, things start to get strange. We learn that Holly used to hear voices from "the radio people". As she travels farther from home, she meets odd characters and even loses chunks of time. I can't say any more without giving away the plot, but it is epic and incredibly well-done. I'll definitely be picking up more David Mitchell. Anyone read Cloud Atlas?
The Road by Cormac McCarthy - The Road is a modern classic that I hadn't read. Set in a post-apocalyptic future, a man and his son are walking south on the road. They are walking away from death and disease and winter, walking towards warmth and food and maybe even safety. McCarthy's language is sparse and straight-forward. This is a dark, dangerous journey, but often nothing happens for long spans of time. The man and the boy are cold, they are hungry, they are walking. While some may call it repetitive, I loved the writing style and its simplicity. The Road is dark, depressing, and shows a bleak future, but presents it beautifully.
The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test by Tom Wolfe - In the late '60s, Ken Kesey and a bunch of his friends hopped on a revamped school bus and drove across the country, freaking people out along the way. Tom Wolfe captures their journey, both on the bus and in their minds, man. Lots of acid, grass, speed. Lots of long monologues from people high as a kite. Drug culture just seems exhausting.