I blame my lack of any reading whatsoever on Peter Pan, AKA the most disgustingly racist musical I’ve ever been a part of.
Because apparently it’s just hilarious to mock American Indians!
Har, har, bloody har.
Just in case you think I’m joking, here’s a list of the lines our “Native Americans” hollered across the stage like dying cows:
- Ugga wugga wigwam
- Ugga wugga meatball
- Ugga wugga ostrich
- Ugga wugga pirates
- Ugga wugga Hook
- And, of course, various pitches of primal screaming
But that’s quite enough of that for one lifetime, so now I’m never going to think about it again and instead get on with this post.
I read a grand total of three books this month.
But let’s not dwell on that, because aggggghhhhh.
- The Siren by Kiera Cass
This book has admittedly gotten a lot of less-than-enthusiastic reviews, but me?
I think I’m going to have to write up another post on guilty pleasure reads!
Sure, I might have lost a few brain cells along the way, but this book is adorable and DIVERSE, which is all that really matters to me after Peter Pan.
- Me Before You by Jojo Moyes
Don’t hurt me, internet, but I reallllly don’t understand the hype!
I was enjoying Me Before You in the beginning but then nothing happened, and then nothing continued to happen, and that’s no good for a girl who is easily distracted and likes to daydream.
- All Our Yesterdays by Cristin Terrill
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, all things bookish, this is a masterpiece.
I am in love with this book.
I am soooooooo in love with this book.
I don’t even remember how to function, because this book, oh golly.
Words… are hard. This… oh, this is hard. I am no good at this.
I just need you to know that this book is amazing and beautiful and sooo goooood and read it, pleeeease read it.
Oh, this book.
You’ve got to know that when I am speechless, it’s got to be one heckuva book.
And it is certainly one heckuva book.
I… I’m in love. (Did I say that already?)
But now, TBR!
- Stars Above by Marissa Meyer (which I’ve started and is amaaazing)
- The Cage by Ruth Minsky Sender (which school has forced me to read and is horrific as well as terribly depressing)
- Tiger Lily by Jodi Lynn Anderson (I’m hoping this one might be a tad less offensive than the Peter Pan musical?)
- That SAT book that I have to study until my brain fills up with so much information that it bursts (what fun!)
Hopefully I do better than last month now that it is April and AMAZING BOOKS LIKE THE RAVEN KING ARE COMING OUT and everything is swell and bright and joyous.
Thanks for sticking around, my muffins. ❤