A book that I have been waiting for for nearly a year, Honestly Ben.
Ben Carver is back to normal. He’s working steadily in his classes at the Natick School. He just got elected captain of the baseball team. He’s even won a full scholarship to college, if he can keep up his grades. All that foolishness with Rafe Goldberg the past semester is in the past.
There’s Hannah, the gorgeous girl from the neighboring school, who attracts him and distracts him. There’s his mother, whose quiet unhappiness Ben is noticing for the first time. School is harder, the pressure higher, the scholarship almost slipping away. And there’s Rafe, funny, kind, dating someone else . . . and maybe the real normal that Ben needs.
So, Honestly Ben, is the sequel to Openly Straight, both by Bill Konigsberg, one of my all-time favorite authors.
You guys probably don’t know this, but Openly Straight is pretty much the entire reason I’m such an avid reader these days. I didn’t used to read on this level of obsessive. I’ve always been a normal reader. I’d go in and out of lulls where I’d read romance books for two months straight on my iPad and then not read anything at all for five months. I was in a Mortal Instruments phase for a good three months. Did the Twilight and Hunger Games thing. Had a physical book phase that lasted for a few months, then I went back to eBooks (I lived in Montana. I hated finishing a book at midnight and not being able to get it until the next day). But I took a pretty long hiatus after leaving high school, and hadn’t really picked up a book in awhile.
Then, I was walking through Barnes & Noble when I saw Openly Straight‘s fun cover on the YA bookshelf. I picked it up, and for some unknown reason, I actually bought it and brought it home and read it in two days and BAM, obsessed bibliophile. And now, I have three bookcases and an entire catalog of books in an Excel worksheet.
- In Cold Blood by Truman Capote
I mean, this is a classic. I’m kind of convinced I need to read all the classics to be an actual book lover. But I’m also on the fence because I FUCKING HATED Catcher in the Rye. What a bullshit book.
I picked these two books up at Books-A-Million, one of my favorite bookstore chains. It kind of makes me a die a little inside when I think about the fact that they’re only in the south. I also spent a good twenty minutes trying to find my grandmother, whom had somehow gotten lost in the tiny, one-floor bookstore.
On November 15, 1959, in the small town of Holcomb, Kansas, four members of the Clutter family were savagely murdered by blasts from a shotgun held a few inches from their faces. There was no apparent motive for the crime, and there were almost no clues.