It’s me! The Book Bitch™ returning for my annual wrap-up of all the books that were disappointing, rage-inducing and just straight-up trash.
While I’m welcoming 2020 with open arms and optimism, and a new commitment to DNF-ing books that just aren’t working for me, lest we forget all the 2019 hot garbage that brought out the very worst in me, both mentally and in my reviews.
2019 had everything! Church shootings, mosque bombings, Notre Dame burned to the fucking ground. There were plane crashes, Boris Johnson, Nigerian state sponsored massacres, MORE SCHOOL SHOOTINGS, Nipsey Hustle was murdered and Jussie Smollet made a mockery of hate crimes. There were avalanches, floods, tornadoes and wildfires out the fucking ass. There were more Trump-inspired hate crimes then ever before and Trump officially lost his fucking mind in more ways than I can count. There were impeachments and covers ups and Russian bullshit. Don Cherry outed himself as a racist, Grumpy Cat died AND EPSTEIN DIDN’T KILL HIMSELF.
Then there were the books we read to escape all of that horrendous real-world stuff. Unfortunately for me, I read more crap books than I did good novels which just brought me down even further into the cesspool we call Humanity. I could not escape the negativity.
But in a very selfless, beautiful way, I did it so you didn’t have to. That’s the kind of human being I really am. Yeah, let’s go with that angle spin…
As is tradition at Here’s The Fucking Twist, my first #TBT of the new year is a look back at all the books I hated in 2019!
Look, it’s no secret that I’m a picky reader and I tear books to shreds like it’s my fucking job. (It’s not and I don’t get paid for this.)
I have no shame or guilt in how I come across. Quite honestly, I wear my Book Bitch reputation like a badge of honour. I don’t do sugar-coating. I don’t do polite for the sake of someone’s feelings (that’s called lying.) And I don’t beat around the bush. Either I like something or I don’t, and if I don’t I’ll let you know why so that you don’t waste your sweet, precious life reading turds.
Inspector Turd Miner, at your service.
If you’re a writer – I do it so you can get better. No one ever grew from being told they were perfect just the way they are. You want to be a great writer, then listen to the negative reviews that are actually blunt, constructive criticism trying to give a little help. I’m not saying listen to the shit talking. There’s a difference.
I don’t tear things down just for the fun of it, I do it so that everyone can grow. Do I have fun though? Obviously, or I wouldn’t be here. (Like I said, I’m not getting paid.)
Yes, yes, y’all! It’s TBT time! Clueless and knee-highs, discmans and guys with hoop earrings… and the Foo Fighters singing this week’s throwback jam!
Yes, make me feel eleven again!
I have loved the Foo Fighters since the first moment I saw this video on Much Music in 1996. And today I get to fulfill a bucket list item of seeing them live in concert. Me and the husband have a date tonight in Toronto to see the Foo Fighters at the Rogers Stadium. I can’t even fully explain what it means to me to be doing this, so I won’t even try.
Just know that Dave Grohl is my one and only god. I literally have a picture of him framed on my wall in my living room. Not a poster. No. This is art. Framed art of Dave Grohl.
I love him. And I also love books (talk about a segue.) Here’s a look at a book I’ve read and still love, and a book that has been on my TBR for a while but still gets me hyped.
Omigod, get your scrunchies and acid wash jeans, it’s #tbt time!
Okay, so acid wash and scrunchies are decidedly a very 90s reference, but I’m a 90s kid. I still think the 80s were like 20 years ago, not 30+. So, give me a break.
Anyway, here’s how bookworm #tbt works: Pick a book you read in the past, tell us why you love it. Then pick a book that’s been on your TBR for a while and give the reasons why you still want to read it after all this time.
This is typically a super easy post for me because my TBR pile is out of control! There’s not a chance in hell I’ll ever read everything I want to. I know you can relate.
I seriously love this post idea and I don’t do it enough, I think because it makes me feel like a giant asshole when I start looking at how many books I’ve been “meaning to read” for years and years.
I try to remind myself that it’s not completely my fault. Life gets in the way.
So inconsiderate, life.
Here’s the jist: Pick a book you read a while back, tell us why you love it. Then pick a book that’s been on your TBR for a while and tell us why you still want to read it after all this time. That’s #throwbackthursday for booknerds!
I love this idea (created by a fellow blogger, I can’t take the credit.) It’s a way to share books we love that were read forever ago, that maybe didn’t get a review posted, or to highlight books still sitting in our TBRs that have been there a while…
…I have a lot of those, let’s be real. I’m super talented at buying books and finding new books that I want to read, but my ability to read them at the same rate is like a ratio of 100:1.