It seems lately I’ve been on this non-fiction book kick. I don’t know why but I think everyone reads in their own little genre spurts. Non-fiction books used to be my one and only love but the beginning of last year I got into the classics. And I’ve been in love ever since. Not that classics are now all I read of course, but they’re by far the majority. Usually it’ll go classic, classic, literary fiction, classic, non-fiction…and the cycle repeats. Although this does all depend on the whims of the Chicago Public Library and when they feel the urge to divulge the wonderful books I’ve placed on hold. So if a non-fiction book I placed on hold a month ago suddenly becomes available I have no choice but to break my pattern. I simply MUST read it. I must!
But lately I just needed the non-fic back in my life. I think part of the problem was that the classics I have read recently haven’t been as wholly awesome as I have wanted them to be. Not that they have been bad, but they have mostly been in the 3 star range. Then came Isaac’s Storm and that was close to a 5 star book. It reminded me of how great my non-fiction lover could be!
I know after these I’ll go back to my pattern but it does feel nice to shake things up every once in a while, you know? Hopefully I’ll return back into the foray of classics with a great one. A feminist one? Suggestions?