Back in April, I read and dismally attempted and scrapped a review of Ian McEwan’s On Chesil Beach. (here, and recently updated, like today, but only to say what I’m saying here so there is really no reason to click on this link…)
As part of the Weekly Geek Review Q&A, I found Lightheaded’s review of this gem of a book. Please read it – it’s quite good. I believe it captures everything I had hoped to want to write in my own review. and failed.
Then, in an attempt to link up other reviews in kind fashion, I found all sorts of intellectual reviews that discuss McEwan’s politics, etc, provides la-di-da highbrow analysis and insight into everything that is wrong or almost right about this novel and completely destroyed my enjoyment in all I hold dear about books, discussing books and reviewing books. Ugh. GRrrrr.
It actually reminded me that I watch Poker on TV (crap, even football!) but don’t attempt to understand (calculate possiblities?!) of the hands being played. I don’t read books to show off how smart I am. I mean, SURE – I would, ahem, love to have my reviews do that but I really only want to do it for FUN. Thank you very much.
I’m logging off now and going back to my book. (Life of Pi – I guess, it just shouted the loudest, “Pick ME!” I might have to write an omg-this-IS-good PREreview post.)
You’re very kind. Thank you again for mentioning my post. Like you I post reviews for the fun of it and hopefully other bookworms would pick up the book and enjoy them as well.
You watch poker on TV? Oh, I love you even more!
Yes, not so much lately but there was one year I kind of had a crush on Daniel Negreanu…