December Book Review

reading book near christmas tree

It seems like I didn’t get much reading in this month — I finished only two books. December was really busy like it is for most people so I definitely read less than I like to. But I’m also working on an 800-page book about Jackson Pollock, and our next book club book, A Little Life, is also 800 pages, so those are taking me a while.

Speaking of book club. One of the books I read in December, Christmas in Paris, by Anita Hughes, honestly was terrible. We picked the book because we wanted something light and easy and Christmasy, but we all agreed that the book was awful. It was just so cheesy and unbelievable. Every moment was like THAT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN. So I’m not even going to do a book club post about it because it was just that bad.

The other book I read this month was Don’t You Cry, by Mary Kubica. I liked this book. I think Kubica is a good thriller writer. She also wrote The Good Girl, which I read and liked. I usually can’t predict where she’s going with the story which is great. Keeps the pages turning quickly!

One of my favorite excerpts from the book was when a man goes home to his wife, and one of the other characters is watching and this is what Kubica writes:

[The doctor arrives home] She [his wife] runs to him with small precise footsteps and he sweeps her into his arms where they kiss with that familiarity husbands and wives often share, a mastery of where hands and lips go, of whose head goes in which direction when they kiss.

I just loved this line. It’s intimate, true, and lovely.

Did you finish any books this month? Tell me in the comments!


See all of my posts about books here, all of the book club posts here, all of my monthly book reviews here, and see my bookshelf here.


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