Confessions and Book Reviews

Alright, I have a confession to make. I started this website with the intention of blogging regularly, and by that I thought at least once a week. HA HA HA MOLLIE, FAIL. You see, I write for a living, so for a while I felt drained of anything worthwhile to say. To combat that, I signed up for weekly writing prompt emails from Kat Bouska, author of the blog, “Mama Kat’s Losin’ It,” thinking this would put some fire under my ass to start writing again. That was in February. FEBRUARY, PEOPLE. It’s now October. I’ve read her emails every week, laughed at her fun posts, and even picked out posts I thought sounded fun to write. Did I do anything about it? Nope. So, after some recent self-reflection, I’ve decided to write more. What better place to start than a Mama Kat prompt?

“October is National Book Month, tell us about the best book you’ve read so far this year.”

Let me be honest here: I freaking love to read. Some of my earliest memories as a child involve reading. Junie B. Jones, Harry Potter, and even The Bears of the Blue River (ok, mom read that one to my brother and I, but whatever). That passion for reading only grew as I grew. This year I expanded my horizons and read some great non-fiction books. So I’ll review a book from each category: fiction and non-fiction.

Best fiction book: The Fault In Our Stars, John Green
Ok, another confession: I am a sucker for romance stories. When I initially started reading this book, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. I’d heard nothing of the sob-fest I was about to embark on. I’d not been told how attached I would become to the characters. I’d been hoodwinked into thinking this was another one of those happy little books that I would read and feel good about afterward. WRONG. John Green, you are one brilliant bully. You snuck right into my emotional stronghold, grabbed my literary heart, ripped it out and then stomped all over it. I don’t think I’ve cried over any story like I did the story of Hazel Grace Lancaster and Augustus Waters. Despite the hundreds of tissues I consumed and state of mourn that I trudged through for weeks, I loved the book. LOVED IT. The movie was just as heart-wrenching as the book, but I always love a book more than a movie.

Best non-fiction book: Nice Girls (Still) Don’t Get The Corner Office, Dr. Lois P. Frankel

When you’re a woman in her 20s, there are many things society thinks you should learn. How to find yourself, how to be an adult, how to land your dream job, how to find your soulmate, how to get married, how to have a family (because, as a woman, you should totally want a family) … the list goes on. It’s easy to get lost when there are so many expectations thrown at you. Not to mention, society expects you to act certain ways while you learn these things. Be assertive, but not bitchy. Be confident, but not conceited. Be fit, but not too fit. Be yourself, but keep it together. Again, the list goes on. Right before I started pulling my hair out from frustration, someone recommended this book to me. Thank God they did. This book is full of wonderful lessons for anyone, male, female or otherwise, to recognize mistakes, fix them, and come out a badass on the other side. If you haven’t read it, stop reading this admittedly long blog post and go read it.

Whew. That was nice. Here’s to writing more, for real this time.