It's time for another Top 5 Wednesday.
This week's topic is all about those books about those people
who did those things and stuff or something or other. I can't remember.
1. The Night Circus
Don't get me wrong. I LOVED this book when I read it. I remember that it was beautiful and magical and there was a circus that came around at night and I remember literally nothing else. I really do need to reread this one eventually because my memory for this book is just GONE! Like magic. Poof! (what kind of weak ass magic goes poof? lol) Also, how cool is this cover? I wants it. |
2. Good Omens
Another one of my favorite books that I remember almost nothing about. This isn't looking good for me. I must be some kind of fake reader who stares at the paper and flips the pages but thinks about cookies and lip gloss the whole time. In my defense, I read most of these books years ago, when I wasn't the most comprehensive reader. I had a lot going on in life and I just liked the escape, without really focusing too much on the details. I demand a reread! |
3. This Savage Song
Please don't eat my entire face off, V.E. Schwab fans. I was not in love with this book. It just felt very mediocre to me. Nothing about it stood out to me as special in the way that fans seem to think it is. After I finished it, I almost immediately forgot everything that happened. I'm not even sad about it, tbh. |
4. Strange The Dreamer
This is strange. I remember that the characters from the city of Weep forgot all about their own city or something and that seems to be happening to me as well. I remember that this was a 5 star read for me because the writing was lush and gorgeous. I remember that the plot got completely stolen from my memory bank within a few days of reading it. There is obviously some kind of memory thief out there. Beware! |
5. The Wrath & The Dawn
This may be because I didn't like it, but I'm having troubles remembering pretty much any of the details of this duology. On the whole, I felt like the whole thing was way too melodramatic for my tastes, and it had me rolling my eyes left and right. I almost had to call an exorcist because I thought for a moment I might be possessed. Turns out I wasn't. The book just was not for me. It's a shame because I really wanted to like it. |