'Gregor the Overlander' by Suzanne Collins.
6/10 as a child
If the name sounds familiar, good. It should. Suzanne Collins wrote The Hunger Games (which I've reviewed recently) and because those books were so amazing I wanted to give her other stuff a try.
The Underland Chronicles are a series of books aimed towards a much younger audience.
As far as I can tell, all of the books follow an eleven-year-old boy named Gregor. In the first, he and his little sister fall down a ventilation shaft in the basement of his apartment building and find themselves in an underground world.
No, I don't mean shady dealings with gangs. I mean a literal 'under-ground', miles under the earth's surface. He finds giant cockroaches, bats, spiders and rats coexisting with humans who have lived beneath the earth in the darkness for generations.
The book follows him and a small band of reluctant creatures and humans on a hunt through the underland for his father, who had disappeared some years before. It's a very basic, very simple storyline in a mildly complex fantasy world. Unlike Collins' other works, the target audience for this series is quite specific, aimed at 8 - 11 year olds and probably appealing to boys more than girls. I can't see myself as an eight year old enjoying the adventures of a boy with a bunch of cockroaches, spiders, rats and bats.
That being said, the story is a good one, and I'd recommend it. To the right people. Even as an adult reader, the book had a somewhat endearing quality that had me rolling my eyes and smiling when hints the size of NYC dropped in front of Gregor and he didn't notice.
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Skellig
'Skellig' by David Almond.
6/10
I first heard of Skellig as the film - which I haven't seen, by the way - and for that I'm quite ashamed considering this is meant to be a children's modern 'classic', published in 1998. Though thinking back about that time I was well and truly devoted to another children's modern.
The story is of a boy, Michael, who moves into a run down house with his parents and his very ill baby sister. The story is his, as told by him through the eyes of a boy.
In the new house's garage he finds a irritable, dry, half-dead man, who we later find out is called Skellig. Every clue says that the man is in fact an angel, but this angel is far from the glowing halos and ethereal beings you might envision. Why Skellig is there in the first place is never answered, but the book is written in such a way that some questions are just not important. To a boy (whose age is never revealed, but it's safe to say he's between 9 and 11, though sometimes he seems closer to 7 and sometimes closer to 12...) the important questions are never "How did you get here?" but "Who are you?" and "What are you doing here?" and, most poignantly, "Where are you going?"
The book is filled with little bits of wisdom, even though the story itself is very simple - boy finds an angel, boy shows the angel to new friend, both children save the angel and in the end the angel saves them... sort of. The appeal of 'Skellig' isn't in the story, but in all the lessons, conversations and learning curves that are realised along the way.
I think there's a certain religious aspect to it, too. Or, perhaps anti-religion. No... that's not it... it's more like anti-anti-religion. It's as though the author tries at once to tell you that gods don't exist, and that they do but they're not what you think. He says that while Michael's baby sister is ill and has medical attention, what saves her is an angel, but the angel only exists because of human aspects, such as love, hope and faith.
I could go on for ages about this little book, pulling it apart and analysing every last detail inside and out and the result would still be the same. It's one that will stick in your mind for all the right reasons, no matter how old you are when you read it. It was written for kids, from the point of view of a kid, but with very adult messages throughout.
6/10
I first heard of Skellig as the film - which I haven't seen, by the way - and for that I'm quite ashamed considering this is meant to be a children's modern 'classic', published in 1998. Though thinking back about that time I was well and truly devoted to another children's modern.
The story is of a boy, Michael, who moves into a run down house with his parents and his very ill baby sister. The story is his, as told by him through the eyes of a boy.
In the new house's garage he finds a irritable, dry, half-dead man, who we later find out is called Skellig. Every clue says that the man is in fact an angel, but this angel is far from the glowing halos and ethereal beings you might envision. Why Skellig is there in the first place is never answered, but the book is written in such a way that some questions are just not important. To a boy (whose age is never revealed, but it's safe to say he's between 9 and 11, though sometimes he seems closer to 7 and sometimes closer to 12...) the important questions are never "How did you get here?" but "Who are you?" and "What are you doing here?" and, most poignantly, "Where are you going?"
The book is filled with little bits of wisdom, even though the story itself is very simple - boy finds an angel, boy shows the angel to new friend, both children save the angel and in the end the angel saves them... sort of. The appeal of 'Skellig' isn't in the story, but in all the lessons, conversations and learning curves that are realised along the way.
I think there's a certain religious aspect to it, too. Or, perhaps anti-religion. No... that's not it... it's more like anti-anti-religion. It's as though the author tries at once to tell you that gods don't exist, and that they do but they're not what you think. He says that while Michael's baby sister is ill and has medical attention, what saves her is an angel, but the angel only exists because of human aspects, such as love, hope and faith.
I could go on for ages about this little book, pulling it apart and analysing every last detail inside and out and the result would still be the same. It's one that will stick in your mind for all the right reasons, no matter how old you are when you read it. It was written for kids, from the point of view of a kid, but with very adult messages throughout.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Hush, Hush (Books 1 & 2)
‘Hush, Hush’ by Becca Fitzpatrick.
2/10
I’m going to be blunt. The first book was quite crap. It’s pretty much exactly the same story as Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight but instead of vampires you have angels. The only thing it had going for it was that it was pretty easy to digest. It wasn’t poorly written and the characters weren’t very complex, which for a change actually made this book ‘meh’ as opposed to ‘GTFO of my library!’. That being said, it wasn’t a book that I would recommend to anyone unless I knew their ‘type’ was very much the Twilight cliché. Basically, it’s really only going to majorly appeal to 12-15 year old girls who can gush about the main male character (who is unflatteringly called Patch) together.
I have to admit, he is kind of fine.
‘Crescendo’ by Becca Fitzpatrick.
7/10
Book two is a helluva lot better. I’m not sure why I really bought it in the first place, since the first book left such more of a dirty smudge than a fingerprint in my memory.
Scratch that. I know why I squeaked when I saw the cover. I’ll give you a clue. It begins with ‘P’ and ends with ‘atch’.
I’m going to do something that I usually hate people doing. I’m going to compare the Hush, Hush series and the Twilight series. Ok, so you all know how the first books of both are pretty much the same, but that’s where the similarity ends. Thank f*@%. The protagonist (called Nora, in Hush, Hush) is pretty much the same person in both series, however the male counterparts couldn’t be more different. Therein lies the appeal.
Edward in Twilight is a whiney, creepy, emo, hollow little Christmas decoration.
Patch is... Patch is...
You know when a girl says she likes the bad boys but hates to get hurt? Patch is the bad boy she’s after. I mean, he is a fallen angel. The clue is in the job description. While Edward would pull up to the hairdressers in his little nippy sports car, Patch would be cruising the countryside on his crotch-rocket, or rolling through town in his jeep. Yeah, that pretty much sums it up.
Sigh. Twilight, GTFO my blog.
Apart from the Patch being palatable the second book in the series actually picks up speed and makes a name for itself. I’ve not read a story like it and more than once the other half asked me what was going on, because I’d randomly gasp or squeal and catch him off-guard. Crescendo is so much better than Hush, Hush that it actually makes up for it. I can’t say much about it without spoiling it all, but here are a few notes:
Patch, the fallen angel, is now a guardian angel. He doesn’t like that.
Nora realises she doesn’t know much about Patch’s personal life. She doesn’t like that.
Nora’s best friend Vee is dating Patch’s best friend Rixon. Nobody likes that. Not even me.
The story is full of edgy, dark romance, crazy people and dangerous, creepy events.
So if you have nothing better to do, give it a go. It won’t hurt. Well, the first one might but the second one makes up for it.
Good luck Crescendo. You’re carrying the whole series on your shoulders now.
2/10
I’m going to be blunt. The first book was quite crap. It’s pretty much exactly the same story as Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight but instead of vampires you have angels. The only thing it had going for it was that it was pretty easy to digest. It wasn’t poorly written and the characters weren’t very complex, which for a change actually made this book ‘meh’ as opposed to ‘GTFO of my library!’. That being said, it wasn’t a book that I would recommend to anyone unless I knew their ‘type’ was very much the Twilight cliché. Basically, it’s really only going to majorly appeal to 12-15 year old girls who can gush about the main male character (who is unflatteringly called Patch) together.
I have to admit, he is kind of fine.
*****
‘Crescendo’ by Becca Fitzpatrick.
7/10
Book two is a helluva lot better. I’m not sure why I really bought it in the first place, since the first book left such more of a dirty smudge than a fingerprint in my memory.
Scratch that. I know why I squeaked when I saw the cover. I’ll give you a clue. It begins with ‘P’ and ends with ‘atch’.
I’m going to do something that I usually hate people doing. I’m going to compare the Hush, Hush series and the Twilight series. Ok, so you all know how the first books of both are pretty much the same, but that’s where the similarity ends. Thank f*@%. The protagonist (called Nora, in Hush, Hush) is pretty much the same person in both series, however the male counterparts couldn’t be more different. Therein lies the appeal.
Edward in Twilight is a whiney, creepy, emo, hollow little Christmas decoration.
Patch is... Patch is...
You know when a girl says she likes the bad boys but hates to get hurt? Patch is the bad boy she’s after. I mean, he is a fallen angel. The clue is in the job description. While Edward would pull up to the hairdressers in his little nippy sports car, Patch would be cruising the countryside on his crotch-rocket, or rolling through town in his jeep. Yeah, that pretty much sums it up.
Sigh. Twilight, GTFO my blog.
Apart from the Patch being palatable the second book in the series actually picks up speed and makes a name for itself. I’ve not read a story like it and more than once the other half asked me what was going on, because I’d randomly gasp or squeal and catch him off-guard. Crescendo is so much better than Hush, Hush that it actually makes up for it. I can’t say much about it without spoiling it all, but here are a few notes:
Patch, the fallen angel, is now a guardian angel. He doesn’t like that.
Nora realises she doesn’t know much about Patch’s personal life. She doesn’t like that.
Nora’s best friend Vee is dating Patch’s best friend Rixon. Nobody likes that. Not even me.
The story is full of edgy, dark romance, crazy people and dangerous, creepy events.
So if you have nothing better to do, give it a go. It won’t hurt. Well, the first one might but the second one makes up for it.
Good luck Crescendo. You’re carrying the whole series on your shoulders now.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
The Hunger Games (Books 2 & 3)
'Catching Fire' and 'Mockingjay' by Suzanne Collins.
10/10
I actually want to invent a new scoring system just so I can tell you how fantastic these books are.
EVERYBODY needs to read them.
Ok, so after devouring the first book in a matter of hours, I did the same with the second. Then the fear set in that if I didn't pace myself I'd read them all, run out and be sad because it's all over. So I managed to make Mockingjay last a good deal longer.
Everything I said for the first one still applies to the rest of the trilogy. It's still that good.
No, actually, it's better.
By the time I finished Mockingjay I was an emotional wreck. I haven't cried so hard over a book since Dumbledore died.
I will say that yes, people die. I won't tell you who, though. The thing is, you can probably guess who, and if you're not very careful you will read who dies from other sources, like Wikipedia or fansites, like I did. However, even though I knew who died it still hit me like a ton of bricks. Collins has a way with expressing a character that is so human, so realistic and relatable that you could be told everything about the last half of the last book and still weep like your heart is breaking when you actually read it.
That being said, don't go looking for spoilers. Just read it. It'll be so much better.
For the record, my heart still aches when I think about it.
So, without spoiling anything...
You already know that Katniss Everdeen, the main character from the first book, survives into the third. Reading the back of the books will tell you that much. So it's pretty obvious that she survives the Hunger Games in the first book. This, however, isn't really a good thing, as it turns out. All that she did in the first book pissed off the big important people that basically control the world and they want to pur her pack in her place. Books 2 and 3 - in the most basic of descriptions - follow Katniss as she defends herself, and everybody else, and fights for their lives.
That's all I can really tell you without spoiling some of the best parts and plotlines. After all, there is a reason the summary on the back of each book is barely a line or two long.
Just trust me when I say if you like teen fantasy/sci-fi, steampunk-ish stories with a ton of action, drama, friendship, love, and scenes that make you feel ill with emotion, give this a go.
Hell, even if you don't, read them anyway!
NOW!
10/10
I actually want to invent a new scoring system just so I can tell you how fantastic these books are.
EVERYBODY needs to read them.
Ok, so after devouring the first book in a matter of hours, I did the same with the second. Then the fear set in that if I didn't pace myself I'd read them all, run out and be sad because it's all over. So I managed to make Mockingjay last a good deal longer.
Everything I said for the first one still applies to the rest of the trilogy. It's still that good.
No, actually, it's better.
By the time I finished Mockingjay I was an emotional wreck. I haven't cried so hard over a book since Dumbledore died.
I will say that yes, people die. I won't tell you who, though. The thing is, you can probably guess who, and if you're not very careful you will read who dies from other sources, like Wikipedia or fansites, like I did. However, even though I knew who died it still hit me like a ton of bricks. Collins has a way with expressing a character that is so human, so realistic and relatable that you could be told everything about the last half of the last book and still weep like your heart is breaking when you actually read it.
That being said, don't go looking for spoilers. Just read it. It'll be so much better.
For the record, my heart still aches when I think about it.
So, without spoiling anything...
You already know that Katniss Everdeen, the main character from the first book, survives into the third. Reading the back of the books will tell you that much. So it's pretty obvious that she survives the Hunger Games in the first book. This, however, isn't really a good thing, as it turns out. All that she did in the first book pissed off the big important people that basically control the world and they want to pur her pack in her place. Books 2 and 3 - in the most basic of descriptions - follow Katniss as she defends herself, and everybody else, and fights for their lives.
That's all I can really tell you without spoiling some of the best parts and plotlines. After all, there is a reason the summary on the back of each book is barely a line or two long.
Just trust me when I say if you like teen fantasy/sci-fi, steampunk-ish stories with a ton of action, drama, friendship, love, and scenes that make you feel ill with emotion, give this a go.
Hell, even if you don't, read them anyway!
NOW!
Friday, October 22, 2010
The Hunger Games (Book 1)
'The Hunger Games' by Suzanne Collins.
10/10
I know, my first 10!
I had heard good things about this book, and the rest of the trilogy, from several different sources over the past couple of months. Most of the people who recommended it were fellow Harry Potter nerds too, which also helped the cause. So I found them on 3 for 2 and bought the lot.
I started reading the first book, simply called The Hunger Games, on Wednesday. I was finished it by Thursday night. That might not sound like much but I did spend both evenings doing other things and I did in fact sleep. I have to say, it's been a very long time since I've had a book that I don't want to stop reading to the point that I was tempted to not go see the boyfriend so I could just keep going. Sorry boyfriend. For the record, I did put the book down to go see him.
All right, so the story goes a little something like this. It's many years in the future and the earth has changed a whole lot (floods, fires, quakes, etc) and what's left is a smaller country called Panem. I wont go into it too much, but the high-and-mighty folks of Panem like to hold the Hunger Games every year. They take teenagers from all over Panem, put them into an arena, and have them kill each other. Only one person can win, can survive. It's a little like Battle Royale meets steampunk.
I know it probably doesn't sound like much, but it's because I'm not doing it justice. I don't want to spoil anything and so much of what I could tell you is paramount to the rest of the story that I really don't want to.
The characters are amazingly three-dimensional (if you remember me complaining about other books where characters are just a bit blah) and so easy to relate to. The world is entirely different to what we know and should be able to imagine, but it's written with such clarity and wonder that even the most shocking parts are easy to digest and just slip into the big jigsaw that is The Hunger Games.
It's thrilling, exciting, frightening, sad, sometimes funny, a little bit romantic with just the right amount of tummy fluttering. You'll speed through so many emotions; anger, fear, sadness, happiness, uuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhh...
Just read it, OK? I'm going to go read the next one.
10/10
I know, my first 10!
I had heard good things about this book, and the rest of the trilogy, from several different sources over the past couple of months. Most of the people who recommended it were fellow Harry Potter nerds too, which also helped the cause. So I found them on 3 for 2 and bought the lot.
I started reading the first book, simply called The Hunger Games, on Wednesday. I was finished it by Thursday night. That might not sound like much but I did spend both evenings doing other things and I did in fact sleep. I have to say, it's been a very long time since I've had a book that I don't want to stop reading to the point that I was tempted to not go see the boyfriend so I could just keep going. Sorry boyfriend. For the record, I did put the book down to go see him.
All right, so the story goes a little something like this. It's many years in the future and the earth has changed a whole lot (floods, fires, quakes, etc) and what's left is a smaller country called Panem. I wont go into it too much, but the high-and-mighty folks of Panem like to hold the Hunger Games every year. They take teenagers from all over Panem, put them into an arena, and have them kill each other. Only one person can win, can survive. It's a little like Battle Royale meets steampunk.
I know it probably doesn't sound like much, but it's because I'm not doing it justice. I don't want to spoil anything and so much of what I could tell you is paramount to the rest of the story that I really don't want to.
The characters are amazingly three-dimensional (if you remember me complaining about other books where characters are just a bit blah) and so easy to relate to. The world is entirely different to what we know and should be able to imagine, but it's written with such clarity and wonder that even the most shocking parts are easy to digest and just slip into the big jigsaw that is The Hunger Games.
It's thrilling, exciting, frightening, sad, sometimes funny, a little bit romantic with just the right amount of tummy fluttering. You'll speed through so many emotions; anger, fear, sadness, happiness, uuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhh...
Just read it, OK? I'm going to go read the next one.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Slaughterhouse 5
'Slaughterhouse 5' aka 'The Children's Crusade' by Kurt Vonnegut.
6.5/10
This book was recommended to me a long time ago and I had it on my wishlist since then. The other week I found it in a shop for not much money at all. It was one of those situations where you're waiting for someone that's already at the till, and then find something you really want but don't want to queue for, so you end up elbowing poor shoppers out of the way or leaning over, and knocking down, shelves and displays to give it to the person at the till just so you don't have to wait around. You know what I'm talking about.
Anyway, two tumbled displays and a little argument that had me hearing "you told me not to let you buy any more books, so I'll pay for it" later, I had my book.
It's a surprisingly little book. I was expecting something at least an inch thick or more. A heavy tome that went with this book's big reputation. However, the book is only 10 chapters - 157 pages - long. And the first chapter - 16 of those pages - is for the most part an introduction.
It's such a strange story, too.
It's about Billy Pilgrim, a prisoner of war, optometrist, and time-traveller. It's an anti-war sci-fi book centered on the fire-bombing of Dresden in World War 2. It's funny, dry, dark, heart-breaking, and immensely moving.
It is a weird one to get into in the beginning, especially if you're expecting a serious, anti-war, propaganda read. It's not. It's far from that. It makes you think life and death and all the important things, and makes you wonder if they're really all that important in the grand scheme of things anyway.
The time-travelling part is what makes this book 'strange', I think. Billy Pilgrim becomes unstuck in time and experiences his life completely out of sequence. One moment he'll be on the run from Germans, the next he'll be watching his wife sleep twenty-five years later. Sometimes he knows where and when he is, sometimes he doesn't. And sometimes when he travels in time, he'll travel right back again as soon as he closes his eyes.
This very different approach to a novel about real war events is almost unsettling. Like laughing at something you shouldn't and then realising that what you're laughing at would very much make you cry if you let it. In fact, that's how a lot of this book reads. You laugh, and then you realise your heart just broke a little, and it hurts.
I wouldn't recommend this book to just anyone. As much as I love it I think people might need a bit of an interest in the Second World War and an open mind to really like it. I can think of more people that probably wouldn't than people that would. Still, being so short I don't think many people would complain if they spent one evening reading a book that I believe at least deserves a chance. You might be surprised. I know I was.
6.5/10
This book was recommended to me a long time ago and I had it on my wishlist since then. The other week I found it in a shop for not much money at all. It was one of those situations where you're waiting for someone that's already at the till, and then find something you really want but don't want to queue for, so you end up elbowing poor shoppers out of the way or leaning over, and knocking down, shelves and displays to give it to the person at the till just so you don't have to wait around. You know what I'm talking about.
Anyway, two tumbled displays and a little argument that had me hearing "you told me not to let you buy any more books, so I'll pay for it" later, I had my book.
It's a surprisingly little book. I was expecting something at least an inch thick or more. A heavy tome that went with this book's big reputation. However, the book is only 10 chapters - 157 pages - long. And the first chapter - 16 of those pages - is for the most part an introduction.
It's such a strange story, too.
It's about Billy Pilgrim, a prisoner of war, optometrist, and time-traveller. It's an anti-war sci-fi book centered on the fire-bombing of Dresden in World War 2. It's funny, dry, dark, heart-breaking, and immensely moving.
It is a weird one to get into in the beginning, especially if you're expecting a serious, anti-war, propaganda read. It's not. It's far from that. It makes you think life and death and all the important things, and makes you wonder if they're really all that important in the grand scheme of things anyway.
The time-travelling part is what makes this book 'strange', I think. Billy Pilgrim becomes unstuck in time and experiences his life completely out of sequence. One moment he'll be on the run from Germans, the next he'll be watching his wife sleep twenty-five years later. Sometimes he knows where and when he is, sometimes he doesn't. And sometimes when he travels in time, he'll travel right back again as soon as he closes his eyes.
This very different approach to a novel about real war events is almost unsettling. Like laughing at something you shouldn't and then realising that what you're laughing at would very much make you cry if you let it. In fact, that's how a lot of this book reads. You laugh, and then you realise your heart just broke a little, and it hurts.
I wouldn't recommend this book to just anyone. As much as I love it I think people might need a bit of an interest in the Second World War and an open mind to really like it. I can think of more people that probably wouldn't than people that would. Still, being so short I don't think many people would complain if they spent one evening reading a book that I believe at least deserves a chance. You might be surprised. I know I was.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
The Picture of Dorian Gray
'The Picture of Dorian Gray' by Oscar Wilde.
4/10
Maybe I'm too young to appreciate this one.
I bought this book after it was the 2010 choice for "Dublin: One City, One Book". For those of you who don't know, One City, One Book is basically where Dublin City - being one of only four cities in the world with the designation of UNESCO: City of Literature - decided that everyone should read the same book at the same time, and it would be celebrated in various ways around the city. It's a pretty cool thing, really, and they always choose Irish authors. With flags and posters everywhere last April telling people to read good old Dorian Gray, I just had to.
I bought it. And then it sat on my shelf until August. Believe me, that isn't a very long wait at all for a book on my shelves to be read. I have some I bought years ago still waiting patiently.
Anyway, I read it in August because it's a small book (light paper, small print, etc) and it fit tidily into my luggage when the family all went on holiday.
I'm getting side-tracked.
Back to the book.
There were moments in it that I really loved the language and poetic imagery (I know, I know, it was written by Oscar Wilde, I should have seen it coming), but I found my mind drifting more often than not. Sometimes it wandered on a tangent to something I had just read, and sometimes it was because something more interesting was happening outside my window, or on the TV, or in the posh hotel on the other side of the garden... Lets just say the book rambled on a bit with flowery words and countless flourishes of description.
The story is pretty well represented in the latest movie adaption and - this is something you wont hear me say often - I'd say watch the movie rather than read the book. It is a bit tedious. However, if you're looking for a simple (and well known) story all wrapped up in an oversized box with glittery paper and a bow bigger than your head, by all means, read the book.
4/10
Maybe I'm too young to appreciate this one.
I bought this book after it was the 2010 choice for "Dublin: One City, One Book". For those of you who don't know, One City, One Book is basically where Dublin City - being one of only four cities in the world with the designation of UNESCO: City of Literature - decided that everyone should read the same book at the same time, and it would be celebrated in various ways around the city. It's a pretty cool thing, really, and they always choose Irish authors. With flags and posters everywhere last April telling people to read good old Dorian Gray, I just had to.
I bought it. And then it sat on my shelf until August. Believe me, that isn't a very long wait at all for a book on my shelves to be read. I have some I bought years ago still waiting patiently.
Anyway, I read it in August because it's a small book (light paper, small print, etc) and it fit tidily into my luggage when the family all went on holiday.
I'm getting side-tracked.
Back to the book.
There were moments in it that I really loved the language and poetic imagery (I know, I know, it was written by Oscar Wilde, I should have seen it coming), but I found my mind drifting more often than not. Sometimes it wandered on a tangent to something I had just read, and sometimes it was because something more interesting was happening outside my window, or on the TV, or in the posh hotel on the other side of the garden... Lets just say the book rambled on a bit with flowery words and countless flourishes of description.
The story is pretty well represented in the latest movie adaption and - this is something you wont hear me say often - I'd say watch the movie rather than read the book. It is a bit tedious. However, if you're looking for a simple (and well known) story all wrapped up in an oversized box with glittery paper and a bow bigger than your head, by all means, read the book.
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