It took me quite a while to quench my obsession of writing my mind and heart aloud. This week has been very busy. I was assigned to this punishingly far lying-in clinic in Zamora, Bulacan and the expenses are making my wallet weep. I have to pay Php 180 for our fair and of course I have to spend some money on food, which includes a burger combo with two large fries, a rice meal and chips that I couldn't even bring myself to share with my groupmates. Not to mention the Christmas party that we had and the gift that I have to buy for my manita (I'll be posting the pics and videos later).
No, no, no. The queen of suspense is still alive and kicking. Judging by her looks, I think she still has a decade or two to spend on pleasing her numerous fans; which for the meantime, I won't be a part of. It's just that I've grown too comfortable with her writing style that the recent novels of her that I've read didn't even move me.
I, just like with movies, read novels for the sole reason of entertainment. I don't care about the lessons and all the philosophy that some other books have, I'm after the actions, romance and adventure. Given that, it wasn't hard for me to fall in love with Mary Higgins Clark. Since I've read her novel My Daddy's Little Girl I turned auto-pilot and started collecting novel after novels of hers. I was even taken by the 10 books (which has atleast 700 pages each) of the Wheel of Time by Robert Jordan, which I loved so much because of the way it reminds me of The Lord of the Rings. I was so focused on these authors that when I had this sudden introspection, I realized that I know nothing about books at all. I don't know of Paulo Coelho, David Baldacci, Nora Roberts and Ha Jin. I don't even know that a book called Twilight exists until the movie came out and made me rant!
So I made this decision: for my next selection of books, and I mean bookssssssss, I'm gonna read from authors that I never heard of. I really like to widen my scope of reading and not only focus on the entertainment that a novel would bring, but the beauty and the world that it will introduce to me. That's why this past week I've been visiting bookstores after bookstores in hopes of finding a good start for my reading. I was intending to start with a Paulo Coelho book but I worn myself out looking for "Brida" and "The Witch of Portobelio". I was about to buy "By the River Piedra, I Sat Down and Wept" instead but I saw this really thick novel (and I love the lengthy ones) entitled "100 Years of Solitude". I was fascinated that beside the fact that it was endorsed by Oprah herself through her book club, it won a nobel prize. So I decided to buy it.
I would have loved reading the novel in one sitting, which I usually do, but it's just too expensive (It frigging cost me Php 315! My Mary Higgins books wouldn't even exceed 100!)! I can't bear wasting it in just one night so I decided to read the novel one chapter per day. Hahaha ang barat ko. Eh kasi naman di talaga ako gumagastos ng ganun kalaki sa books. Good thing that the novel is turning out great! I'll be posting the reviews later!
XOXO
Jerome
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