Back pain and the joy it brings - 2012 Book Quest

This Friday I woke up with a sore back. It hardly ever happens, but this time it was bad. So bad I had to call in sick from work.
Right now I work for a good friend of mine, I mostly help out around his shop and try not to get in the way. I learn something new every day I am there, it's a really good time and we have a lot of fun.

After calling in sick I settled in under the covers with a good book. I finished The Great Gatsby and then, hungrily, threw myself at the next one.
I had just gotten two new books in the mail; The Hunger Games (I had to see what all the fuss was about) and Chely Wright's autobiography, Like Me.

I started out with the later and I was moved. Very well written and her story was so tragic and full of fear I could not put it down. I plowed through it that day. I cannot for the life of me remember the last time I stayed up till 3 in the morning just to read all the way through a book. I think it might have been Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows and that was 5 years ago!

Saturday I started The Hunger Games, and I just finished it moments ago. It was well written, the cliffhangers (there were A LOT) were well spaced and fit snugly into the story, and the world was very convincingly described.
Katniss, the protagonist, annoyed me a bit though. She was so naïve it would sometimes seem as if the author held her back, just to draw out a couple of extra pages of her wondering why something or other happened.
But all in all I enjoyed it and I might just buy the next two books in the trilogy.

It has been a good weekend, I have had a sore back, but a lot of time to read. Not a bad way to spend your time.

The score as of now is bought: 15, read: 13.
I'm getting there!

New acquisitions:

Whoops - 2012 Book Quest

I went to the second-hand bookstore. I love that place. It is just up the street from where I live and it is a mess of  books. Books stacked on the floor, on tables and on top of any free surface.
There is no alphabetical order, the only order is an unbreakable code of "This is the German author section, but with some Austrian and Belgian in the mix. Over here is the Spanish, Italian French, oh and on the bottom shelf is Eastern European. But if it is a detective novel it might be over there."

Needless to say, it is an amazing place!

I did manage to find some books while I was fighting my way through the Jungle of Used Books. So now I have read 2 and bought 9. I should feel bad, but I don't. I love books and most of the ones I bought are pretty short. I am confident I can make it up.

The books I bought were:

1. George Eliot: Middlemarch
2. Ray Bradbury: Fahrenheit 451
3. Agatha Christie: Appointment with Death
4. Agatha Christie: Three Act Tragedy
5. Agatha Christie: Peril at the End House

Yes I have a love for Agatha Christie, it might not be big literature, but it is nice. I am currently reading a lot of books "you are supposed to have read", so Christie is like putting on a comfy blanket after all that scary, important, culture-describing, political literature.

Don't get me wrong, I like Charles Dickens, but give me a good murder mystery any day.

Anyway, my already cluttered "to-read" shelf is now even worse. I would lie if I said I did not like it.

The new books are the ones with arrows pointing at them. Obviously...