Thursday, April 17, 2008

The Worst Best Book I Ever Read

Like most members of the family, I'm a big reader--meaning I try (and often fail) to get through a book about once a week. One of the realities of this habit is that I am constantly running out of books to read, so I am frequently seeking book recommendations from ya'll, as well as from friends and neighbors. For the most part, this had led me to several good reads. I try to pass along the favor by offering my own suggestions. With my most recent book, I'm not sure if I should.

At the gentle prodding of our devoted home teacher, and against my better judgment, I started reading a novel about a ginormous shark (or, more accurately, a Megalodon) a few days ago.

Wow. Big time.

This book has it all--flesh munching, science, blood, romance, guts, action, gore, technology, bone crunching, sinister antagonists and heroic protagonists. More or less every living thing in the Pacific Ocean--human and nonhuman alike--gets swallowed whole in a two week period.

Last night, after staying up until about 1:30am to finish reading MEG: A Novel of Deep Terror, I can say that while I am almost certainly dumber than I was before reading it, I'm also happier and feel like a more complete person. Although I have been going through a bit of mass-market paperback hysteria for the past few months (O.S. Card, lame Grisham novels...a goal I once set), I typically try to find high quality reading. Therefore, I am grateful for MEG as it has, with its nonstop exploitation, awakened me to my senses.

I shall return to literature.

3 comments:

Alison said...

I also have been trying for about a book a week. And if Mom isn't sending me something I feel a great deal of anxiety in not knowing what to read next. My solution is to start reading all of the "classics". I highly recommend David Copperfield to those who haven't read it. I am currently reading Oliver Twist, which for some reason I was reluctant to do, but am really enjoying it. I am sure most libraries have a classic section to browse through.
You may not find world eating sharks there though.

Scott B. said...


You may not find world eating sharks there though.


Alison and her poor grammar! I honestly don't know if she means "sharks that are eating the world" or a "world that is eating sharks".

I'm so confused.

Ryan said...

Either way (sharks or worlds doing the eating), I don't want to read it. While such a novel may awaken Scott's senses, with my imagination, I am afraid that I would just be terrified and more reluctant to go to the beach than I already am.