If you haven’t noticed, I’m trying to make Lily’s Literature a staple part of my blog. By now you should be obsessed with my blog and notice any sudden movements or new installments. Anyway, as I’ve explained before, after I finish reading three books I’ll review them in one post. You can read my last couple reviews HERE and HERE.
The last 6 books I read had mostly been about serious topics. I decided to switch it up and read something that I know would make me laugh, White Girl Problems by Babe Walker. During the last couple of years the mysterious Babe Walker has gained a cult following by being simply hilarious on her twitter account. Quickly followed by an equally comical website and Youtube account, Ms. Walker’s fame started to grow. And the birth of White Girl Problems became the crown jewel to her funny observations.
In a way, the book is a recounting of life events that brought Babe to her lowest point in life–shopping rehab. She lived the life of a privileged California golden girl who was handed everything she could ever want. Often being made fun of in rehab, in a fit of rage she scribbled down how hard life could really be for a white girl.
This book is super funny, super cringey, and very inappropriate. It’s a quick read and definitely entertaining. You’ll fall in love with Babe Walker. Or totally hate her. Or both.
After that I went back to serious again. From my mom’s suggestion, I picked up the book Loving Frank by Nancy Horan. This book is the pieced-together true story of the woman who had a lasting affair with the architect Frank Lloyd Wright. This book was hard for me to love because I didn’t feel a connection to the main character. She let lust get in the way of her marriage to a loyal man and let it help leave behind her two children at home. She was selfish in so many ways.
This story is a very detailed account of the relationship–the ups and downs of changing your life for someone else. The excitement of new places, and the dread of going home and being judged by everyone. For a pretty tame book, the ending is unbelievable and makes it worth the read.
And the most recent book I read was The Virgin Suicides by Jeffery Eugenides. The reason I picked this book was because I haven’t seen the movie yet. If I’ve seen the movie version before reading the book version, I won’t be able to read it because I’ll already know what happens. And that’s super boring. However, if I see a movie and already know what happens because of the book, it’s okay because I’ve only painted the picture in my mind and I haven’t seen in acted out yet. Do you know what I’m saying? No? Okay cool.
I expected this book to be depressing. It was pretty much everything I thought it would be. The writing style is different in that it’s like a stream of consciousness retelling events in chunky paragraphs without taking a breath in between. The tale is told through the eyes of the boys across the street of the Lisbon household. Five girls living in under one roof that were seriously depressed. You can probably guess what happens in the end. The story is sad and beautiful at the same time. Definitely worth a read if you feel like living (or reliving) through a 70’s high school experience sprinkled with sex, sisters, and suicide.