cazrolime | Reading and reading and reading and

When I was in primary and secondary school, I'm pretty sure most of the people who hailed me in the corridor didn't actually know my name. To most people and probably even some teachers I was Readabook Girl. And it vaguely disappoints me that, what with tumblr and Something Awful and roleplay and all sorts of other distractions, I haven't lived up to that name in a while. I read, but not nearly as insatiably as before.

So I'm trying to get back into the mindset of a reader of books rather than just a browser of the internet. When it comes to killing my attention span looking at memes versus trying out new stories and genres of novels, which one seems like a better idea, honestly? Especially since I'm supposed to be a writer or something. /side-eyes eight hundred unfinished manuscripts

On that note, I just finished my first noir novel. It was The Dain Curse by Dashiell Hammett, and the experience of reading it can be summed up like this:

In other words, it was awesome.

Next on my reading list is Lockdown, the first book in the Escape from Furnace series -- which is nominally for kids, but when did I ever let that stop me? I read the first few chapters last night and it's a hell of a lot of fun so far, even if the idea of a young offenders' prison deep underground seems a bit poorly justified so far. The prison's got enough creepy mysterious nastiness about it that I'm sure a better explanation will turn up in a plot twist at some point.

Also there's a mysteriously villainous chap in a gas mask, and you pretty much can't go wrong with one of those.