70 Books |
My name is Meagan and I love books, whiskey and all of you. This is the place where I chronicle reading 70 books a year. Book suggestion? Email me at meaganld@gmail.com |

#39: The Diary of a Teenage Girl by Phoebe Gloeckner
I am deeply ashamed to admit that I only read 39 books this year. Couldn’t even round it off to a solid 40. 2012 will be the year of the 70 books once again. But The Diary of a Teenage Girl was an excellent book to end my year. I’ve never read anything quite like it. It’s the perfect combination of prose novel with the occasional comic strip page thrown in. I was incredibly impressed with how well Gloeckner captured the voice of a teenage girl (in the 70’s, no less) without making it sound forced or unrealistic. The Diary of a Teenage Girl is wonderful, addictive and haunting.
-Phoebe Gloeckner, The Diary of a Teenage Girl

#40: Embroideries by Marjane Satrapi
This book wrapped me up in intense feelings of nostalgia all day and had me missing my crazy southern grandma. It’s literally just a group of young and old women gathered around talking about marriage, dicks, and their vajays. Also a brief discussion on circumcision. Satrapi manages to push back the boundaries of different cultures and eras and show that women relate to each other purely because we are women. It’s funny and touching, classic Satrapi style.

#33: Cancer Made me a Shallower Person by Miriam Engelberg
So the artwork in this book isn’t mind blowing, but the story is still really honest and funny. Yes, a memoir about cancer is funny. Engelberg is sort of my hero now; people that can turn such a horrifying and debilitating part of their lives into something funny and amazing really inspires me. Reminds me of why I love books and writing. It’s really, really compelling and moving. Unfortunately, it wasn’t until reading more about her after I finished the book that I found out she passed away in 2006. I’m really glad that I picked up this book randomly at the library; it makes me hope to leave my mark on the Earth before I go.
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