Reading Plans for November

On my Goodreads pages, you will see how I struggle with two books since time immemorial [okay, so it’s more like more than a month]. Those novels are the first book in the Dark Tower series by mister Stephen King and then there is that HUGE volume of Poe’s work, which scares the crap out of me. It’s very uncomfortable to read.

November is dedicated to finish those books. Thankfully for my TBR the paranormal romances I have to review for the Book Smugglers turned out to be less entertaining than watching my PC defragment and I couldn’t finish both, so there will be a joint post on why I did not finish those books. With that I can certainly add the ones I want to read [aka have not been commissioned as reviews for other gigs] and I also managed to add slimmer books to compliment the epic that is the Poe volume.

I added the hottest zombie anthology: Rigor Amortis, edited by two talented editors Jaym Gates and Erika Holt. Technically, this is commissioned, but without a deadline so far. But the volume is so slim that I doubt it would take too much to finish it. I think that three to four rides on the bus and reading during breaks would suffice.

I also picked Hunger by Jackie Morse Kessler, because it’s slim and I’ve always wanted to read about the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. It’s a must-have, even though it’s on the YA side of the spectrum. Adult fiction is my comfort zone, because I’m usually disappointed with how teenagers are portrayed. Or maybe I still whine like one to tolerate another whiner in the books that I read.

On the commissioned side, I have two classics. I don’t really need to mention Jules Verne, now do I? You all know about 20,000 Leagues under the Sea. Right? I hope you have at the very least heard of it, because I’m not discussing the plot. It’s also very bizarre how I’ve not read anything by Verne… Time to remedy that.

Now, last but actually first to be read is Kurt Vonnegut: The Sirens of Titan. Again first taste of Vonnegut, so not sure what to expect. I have a weird way of reacting to vintage books.