Good Evening, Bookworms!
Not blogged for a week or so, but I’ve been busy reading my book club book and I have just finished it this evening. Thought I would wait until I had finished In Cold Blood before passing any comments on this work of true crime writing. I felt it a bit slow to get going at first, but then really found myself getting into the book and getting rather irritated when other things, like work, were getting in the way of having a good read! Hence the blog entry’s title, in honour of Mr Capote.
As for the crims themselves, I felt Dick was aptly named and felt he was a hardened criminal type who would always have ended up on the wrong side of the law. With Perry, however, I felt that a better start to his life may have prevented all this. As you may know, I hate people making excuses for criminals, like those looters I berated last month, and nothing can excuse what Perry and Dick got up to, but I did feel that of the two of them, Perry had more potential to have been a decent human being if life had dealt him a better hand. The fact that Perry practically prevented Dick from violating Nancy Clutter says it all for me. Also the part where Perry mentions the theory that all crimes are some form of theft, murder being theft of life. In that case, Dick was also intending theft of innocence. Perry may have had no truck with religion, having been beaten by nuns for bedwetting in his childhood, but I sensed some feelings of morality from him as he couldn’t stand any kind of sexual perversion and was frequently disgusted by Dick’s excesses even as the two of them were on the run from the law.
Hadn’t read any true crime before Capote’s book, the nearest I’d come was a while back in the Arndale branch of Waterstone’s when I put a couple of copies of A Journey by Tony Blair in the True Crime section to show what I thought of our former Prime Minister! Actually, that’s what I think of nearly all politicians the world over! I don’t have a particularly high opinion of any of them, and some I hate even more than others! They’re all a bunch of thieves, stealing off the rest of us, be that money, jobs, rights, livelihoods, etc… I have more Capote available for reading, although Breakfast At Tiffany’s is going to be wildly different from what I’ve just read, isn’t it?! Same author, completely different kind of book!
However, now In Cold Blood has been finished in plenty of time for my book club meeting on 11th October, I have time to get on with more books and, as a member of Spice, I have decided to give their book club a go and will be going to their HQ in Stretford on 3rd November to discuss The Bookshop by Penelope Fitzgerald, a book that I’ve had in for a while and which I’ve previously mentioned on this very blog as something I was considering reading. This means I now have the perfect excuse to read this book. (No, I know, I don’t need any excuse to read books! People should have to have a bloody good excuse for NOT reading books, as far as I’m concerned!). The Bookshop was shortlisted for the Booker Prize of 1978, although Iris Murdoch won it that year for The Sea, The Sea.
Still awaiting the Kindle at the moment, hopefully it will arrive in the next day or so. However, one book-related matter will be brought to a conclusion shortly as the Duplicated Books will be going to a charity book sale at work! I trust you all recall the half dozen books of which I own two copies? Well, one copy of each of those six books will be taken in to my place of employment for the book sale on Tuesday, in aid of Macmillan cancer care. I did post, several times, on my Waterstone’s group on Facebook that these books were available, but I had no takers on there for any of the books. Maybe my fellow bookworms already had copies of those books? Anyway, they will be available to my colleagues in the next day or so! Just finding a big strong bag to put them in, plus a few books Mum’s letting them have.
It has not escaped my attention that we are, once again, heading towards that time of year when we are hanging up our stockings on the wall! Won’t be starting this just yet, still way too early and we have not even had Halloween or Guy Fawkes Night, but some time fairly soon, possibly late November, we shall start to look at some Festive Fiction! Let’s delve into the wonderful world of Christmas Books! Obviously, the all-time classic is A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens, but we shall have a shufty and see what other seasonal reads we can find! If you have any suggestions and recommendations regarding Festive Fiction, please feel free to comment and let me know!
Do I get books at Christmas? Usually, yes, although not usually the sort to be read from cover to cover. Mostly, what I am bought at that time of year as presents are what I would call either gift books or miscellanies. Books you can dip into at any page. Books of various weird and wonderful facts on such matters as either music, football, quotations, etc… I understand why I don’t really get bought any “serious” books, fact or fiction, at Christmas. I sense family and friends think I’ve probably got nearly every book going already! What CAN you buy the bookworm who already has everything?! I think the last book I got bought for Christmas which WASN’T some sort of miscellany, was absolutely ages ago now, when there was still a branch of Borders in the Trafford Centre, and it was a ginormous book about volcanoes! Mostly photographic, this book is so huge that it lies on the underneath bit of our coffee table downstairs! But then, as Sir Mix-A-Lot might have put it, I Like Big Books And I Cannot Lie!
I have, by my side here, The Official History of the Olympic Games and the IOC by David Miller. This is a large hardback book and fairly chunky. Well, it does have to list all Modern Olympics from Athens 1896 through to just before Beijing 2008 and appendices of IOC members and medal-winners… Big, chunky book, as I said. However, this book would still look small compared to my massive book on the coffee table! Volcanoes by Jean-Louis Cheminee, Jacques Durieux and Philippe Boursellier is a mountain of a book! Some books are seen as big because they are long and chunky novels. War And Peace is large in that sense. But this is nothing compared to the physical size of Volcanoes! In terms of its dimensions, it is by far the largest book I own and God knows I own a hell of a lot of books! Actually, the rest of my family and many of my friends also know this fact, lol, which may well explain why they mostly leave it up to me to acquire further books as they fear they might buy me a book I already own!
Well, that’s about all we have time for now as I really ought to be giving serious thought to a good night’s sleep, so I shall call it a night for now, until the next blog when I may, hopefully, have my Kindle and thus be able to tell you which books were pre-loaded onto it. Until next time, take care and Happy Reading!
Books mentioned in this blog entry:
- In Cold Blood – Truman Capote
- Breakfast At Tiffany’s – Truman Capote
- A Journey – Tony Blair
- The Bookshop – Penelope Fitzgerald
- The Sea, The Sea – Iris Murdoch
- A Christmas Carol – Charles Dickens
- The Official History of the Olympic Games and the IOC – David Miller
- Volcanoes – J Cheminee, J Durieux & P Boursellier
- War and Peace – Leo Tolstoy