May TBR Madness!


This is how I normally am with books:

According to Andrew, I don’t read them. I DEVOUR them.

I read quickly and repeatedly — I race through the first time for plot. I want to know what happens. Then I reread for texture and to see how the author put the story together. And yes, I write the same way — in layers.

This May is problematic. There are too many books coming out too quickly, and I want to read them all! But I also know that many of these books will need to be savored, even on the first reading, and I want to carve out time so I can not rush for a change.

Which books? Well, Bitterblue came out a week ago. Normal me would have downloaded and read it on release day. I liked Graceling and loved Fire. I met Kristin after Fire and saw some of what she went through with Bitterblue, and I want to linger over it. See You at Harry’s by Jo Knowles came out today, and no, I haven’t downloaded and raced through it yet, either. It’s also going to need time, space, and from what I hear — an entire box of Kleenex. And Hilary Mantel’s Bring Up the Bodies is also out today. I was only able to read Wolf Hall once, but it was rich and satisfying, and I expect similar fare from the follow up.

I did race through Kelley Armstrong’s The Calling already and will probably do the same with Cassandra Clare’s latest, City of Lost Souls.

And then the double-read — I’ll race through Carrie’s book, Endure, because it’s the final book in her series and I want to know what happens, and then I’ll go back and read her series as a whole to see how she did it.

Right now I’m not reading my May books. I’m forcing myself to wait while I dig out and catch up — and there’s still so much to do. Instead I just started The Map of Time, which has been in my TBR pile for months, and I’m enjoying it — bit by bit. I’ve waited long enough that I can take my time rather than devouring it in one sitting.

Speaking of eating books, Maurice Sendak passed away today, and I’ve read several wonderful tributes and testaments about the beloved (and cantankerous) writer and artist. Andrew and I got to hear Maurice Sendak give his Arbuthnot lecture at MIT back in 2003, when I was just getting into children’s literature, and I’m so glad we had the chance to hear him live. Of all the tributes and interview excerpts, this one might be my favorite. NPR posted the following to their Facebook page:

Rest in peace, Mr. Sendak.

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