Two choices in front of me. Two critically acclaimed and well reviewed pieces of artwork, their bindings perfectly flat, inviting me to break them down, wrinkle them up.. inviting me to see what they hide inside.
A perfect, newly printed, untainted book.. is like a motionless pool of water. Reflective in all the right ways. It promises to be enveloping. Just begging to be disturbed, to be enjoyed. Is it cool and refreshing like a neighbourhood pool on a muggy summer afternoon? Does it betray a hot and earthy sulphur scent in the moonlight? Is it paralyzingly cold, do you feel as though you could be trapped beneath its icy surface forever? Maybe so! The only way to find out is to dive in...
I have no idea which one to go with. The cover art on both is amazing. I love the simplicity. I am always turned off by complicated book covers... let the story speak for itself! I can tell when there's a desperation to draw someone in.
I think I will go with The Martian by Any Weir. The last book I read was mostly sullen with a small hint of light and magic.. which seems to be what The Enchanted by Rene Denfeld is as well... The Martian is so far removed from any Sci-Fi I've read before and I'm curious about how the story is going to unfold.. it seems so desperate and so.... futile. But also terrifying and exciting.
Stay tuned for reviews of both of these books, and movie adaptation reviews, book club stuff, and other literature related things, and my personal musings and attempts at prose.
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