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To Be Read #1

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]We all have them. They sit there on our bedside tables, our shelves, our kitchen counters, anywhere they can make a home and they watch us. Taunting. Begging for us to look at them and despair, “Oh man, it’s definitely grown since the last time I looked.”

They waste our money. We buy so much to keep them happy and all they do is sit and wait for us to feed them more. Every time we tell ourselves we will wait until they’re truly hungry, until there’s nothing left, then we will feed them again. But, alas, that night we come home armed with fresh produce for them to gobble up without a second thought.

We can’t remember when they were born, nor do we have any idea when they will finally bite the dust. Maybe they have always been here, before us, before our house, before humans, before life itself, since the beginning of time. Perhaps they mocked the dinosaurs. They may have thrown shade at the apes. The first humans could have cowered in fear of the one thing they knew could never defeat.

I am, of course, talking about…The ‘To Be Read’ Pile. (*insert clap of thunder and flash of lightning*)

Okay, maybe I’m being slightly dramatic, but that pile can be a demon. Luckily, I have a magic spell that will vanquish this evil spirit: finding out how big other people’s TBR piles are and realising that yours is smaller than that. I know it sounds simple, but trust me, this will change your life.

To prove it, here’s a portion of mine. I encourage you to ask all your friends about theirs — help each other lift the burden of the pile together. And you might get some good recommendations to add to your own… [/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_column_text]

Lullaby by Leila Slimani

Our wonderful manager, Julie, has already written a review of this on the blog (here) and if you think she sounded enthusiastic in that, you don’t know the half of it. An example of one of the many messages I have received from Julie, post-Lullaby:


When I said that I had not, she simply replied:

“Consider yourself UNEMPLOYED”

So to say that I’m keen to read this book is an understatement. Aside from Julie’s enthusiasm, I have heard wonderful things about it elsewhere, including a well-meaning customer who nearly ruined it all for me while telling me how great it is – thankfully I covered my ears. The story of a family tragedy in France, it has been widely compared to Gone Girl but I have been assured that it is similar only insofar as it chronicles a seemingly happy suburban life gone awry. One to watch.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_single_image image=”7421″ img_size=”medium” alignment=”center”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_column_text]

People Who Eat Darkness by Richard Lloyd Parry

This has been on my pile for months now. After I finished In Cold Blood last summer, I was desperate for more true crime and picked this up. It tells the tragic story of Lucie Blackman who disappeared in Tokyo in 2000 and the attempts by so many to try and find out what happened to her.

As the daughter of two journalists and a lover of Janet Malcolm’s work, I am so excited to delve into the mind of Richard Lloyd Parry. He is a journalist like no other, one who went further than most detectives do to find out exactly what happened to this poor girl and I can’t wait to read this book.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_single_image image=”7493″ img_size=”medium” alignment=”center”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_column_text]

The Hidden Keys by André Alexis

Inspired by Robert Louis Stevenson’s Treasure Island, this is a modern take on the quest genre that I am intrigued by. A large inheritance, fighting siblings, a heroin addict, a club-footed psychopath and a trove of mystical objects to be acquired sounds exactly like the kind of book to give me that dose of mystery I’ve been craving.

I’ve got the proof copy in my pile that I picked up months ago and it has been sitting there and taunting me ever since. Hopefully I’ll defeat it before too long!

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Out Of The Blue by Sophie Cameron

This is another book recommended to me by a fellow bookseller – this time it was Chris. It’s a piece of fresh Young Adult fiction by a Scottish author that deals with grief in the most magical way: a short time after the main character’s mum dies, angels start falling from the sky.

Chris has told me that this is a beautiful book and a perfect example of magical realism done right. It’s refreshing to have a YA book set in Scotland, too, and it seems like an innovative way to deal with the topic of grief. In the words of Chris, “It’s not like any other book I’ve ever read.”[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_single_image image=”7503″ img_size=”medium” alignment=”center”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_column_text]

Folk og Røvere i Kardemomme By by Thorjørn Egner

Not the most mainstream of titles if you live anywhere other than Norway, granted. But as part of my Norwegian course at uni this is my assigned reading; thus, it is on my TBR pile. The title translates literally as “People and Robbers in Cardamom City” but it is more widely known in English as “When the Robbers Came to Cardamom Town”. It is an old Norse folk tale all about three men (Casper, Jesper and Jonatan) who come into the town every day and steal what they need. They are thrown in jail, and they are treated so well while they are there that they become nice people and don’t steal anymore — in fact, they save the town from a fire.

Norse folktales are a joy and essential for anyone who wants to understand the culture. Norway is a country obsessed with tradition and personal history, and folktales are the epitome of this fascination. They outline Norwegian values, they show how the language can be used incredibly beautifully and most of all they are very, very weird.

Unfortunately, it’s tricky to get a copy of most Norse folktales in the UK these days, but if you ask your local Norwegian very nicely I’m sure they’d lend you a copy. Takk for nå og vi sees senere! [/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_single_image image=”7494″ img_size=”medium” alignment=”center”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/3″][vc_single_image image=”7464″][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/3″][vc_column_text]

– Daisy

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