December is hectic, I didn’t get to read any of the bookclub books, but the only one I wanted to read was Reese’s pick “City of night birds” by Juhea Kim. But instead I got through 8 books on my TBR. One which became my favorite of the year – Martyr! Highly recommend that to everyone.
Other TBR books:

Love can’t feed you by Cherry Lou Sy
“๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ ๐ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ค๐ข ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ? ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ค๐ข ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ? ๐๐ข๐ด๐ฏ’๐ต ๐ช๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ?”
Can sooo relate to this being of the filipino diaspora myself, five stars!
The rest was okay, there’s no real plot here, just a girl arriving from the Philippines who seems confused about her heritage and her future. She takes some VERY wrong turns, and I don’t really agree with some of the plot or stylistic choices made by the author here, but I’ll take it.
Anything to hang out with a book that’s set in a world that feels like home.
“๐๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ป๐ฐ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ป๐ข๐ด ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ง๐ข๐ช๐ณ ๐ด๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ๐ด. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐จ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ฎ๐ข๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐บ ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ฆ๐ด. ๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ’๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ญ๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐บ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ค๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ช๐จ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ.”
As a mestiza, I concur, we definitely feel like the world owes us, because our parents passed that on to us. They clung to our shoulders sitting like little devils ready to look down upon any filipino less fortunate with darker skin and wider noses. Our filipino parent’s basked in the glory of our being. We were told we could be models, celebrities; practically royalty for being “half”. That’s why my nickname is “princesa” in my family and I have the master bedroom in my parents house. Let me tell you, eating out of the palm of truth has a bitter aftertaste.โญโญโญโญโญ

Martyr by Kaveh Akbar
โ๐ผ ๐ฅ๐๐ค๐ฉ๐ค๐๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐ฃ ๐จ๐๐ฎ โ๐๐๐๐จ ๐๐จ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐๐จ.โ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ช๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ ๐ค๐ฃ๐ก๐ฎ ๐จ๐๐ฎ โ๐๐๐๐จ ๐๐จ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐๐จ ๐ก๐๐ ๐.โ
Just like a review, I couldnโt possibly tell you what this is, but itโs brilliantly executed, profound, moving and funny about our humanity and our individual parts in the collective.
I would say Iโm far from a Cyrus, a Orkideh or any of the other characters here, and yet, I found myself in these pages. The bewilderment of living and dying must be commonplace because the desperate longing for โsomethingโ you canโt explain feels utterly familiar.
This is one of the most original books Iโve ever read, and yet its heavy topics feel so simple and light. My favorite book of 2024, bar none. โญโญโญโญโญ

All fours by Miranda July
I had to drag myself through this one if I’m being honest and I have to second R.F. Kuang’s review here – “truly i cannot relate but i am willing to believe someone, somewhere, thought this was really funny and meaningful!”
Some say it’s a mom book, that it’s silly, middle age, women going crazy type of thing. And I think it fit’s those reviews and at the same time it’s more than that. It’s also about an “unconventional” marriage of a sort, where the wife is bisexual, polyamory and open relationships. An exploration if we are meant to be monogamous maybe? It’s so far out of my wheelhouse that I really can’t say. But I got through it at least. But in all honesty, I could have DNF’ed it and it would have made no difference to me. I’m left with very little here.
If you’re a fan of Melissa Broder, I’m thinking this might be for you also. There are some graphic scenes where the walls of privacy are completely torn down which left me and my boundaries extremely uncomfortable. The only other author that has grossed me out in the same way is Broder, so I’m guessing their fandom ovelaps. โญโญโญ

The Empusium by Olga Tokarczuk
I am not ashamed to admit this book felt too advanced for me, but I’ll try to gather my thoughts.
From what I’ve read I find that it’s based off a different book called “The magic mountain” by Thomas Mann.
Set right before the first world war is to begin, in a guesthouse for men, where they have come to be treated for tuberculosis. There’s an absence of women in the story, as the men gather and talk about their ideas and opinions on many topics, but mostly the topic turns to women and the mens mysogonistic view on them.
In the authors note at the end of the book, the author lists over 30 men that she’s paraphrased her mysogynistic views from, men we consider great thinkers, writers and poets from their time.
In 2024 their 1914 mysogony is startling and terrifyingly timely at the same time.
In the end I found it funny, seeing as it’s written and narrated by women, these men become very small. But was I very engaged or invested? Not really. Do I think Tokarczyk is a genious? Absolutely! โญโญโญ

The message by Ta-Neihisi Coates
I saw an interview with the author on CBS morning where one of the host’s said that if you took away the name and the acclaim, his views on Israel/Palestine “would not be out of place in the backpack of an extremist”.
Coates defends and reiterates his stance of justice from an unbiased standpoint. He stated “I am offended by the idea of states built on ethocracy” and I just knew I had to read this book from the perspective of a person who has been there and seen it with their own eyes and dare to go against the mainstream opinions of the US media and society that supports Israel.
I commend Coates for this book, these reflections takes a lot of work, both professionally and spiritually.
We get to view apartheid through tree different articles from tree different places. While he views his surroundings as both impartial journalist and from his personal history and connection. Reporting from the ground Iโm surprised people who have not lived and experienced what he has experienced talk badly about the message.
We can all form opinions from our own biases, what we read online, what we grew up with and what weโre told. But it will never be the same as seeing it with your own eyes, living it and being traumatized by it.
I think this book is brave. Period.
โ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐จ ๐๐ฌ๐๐ฎ ๐๐ค๐ง ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ ๐๐๐ฎ๐จ, ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ ๐๐๐ฎ๐จ ๐๐ฃ ๐ฉ๐๐๐จ ๐๐ค๐ก๐ฎ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ค๐ ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ง๐, ๐จ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ก๐๐ง๐จ, ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ค๐ช๐ฉ๐ง๐๐๐๐ค๐ช๐จ ๐๐ช๐ฃ๐จ. ๐ผ๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ฎ ๐๐๐ฎ ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ง๐, ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ค๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ฉ ๐ค๐ ๐ฅ๐ง๐ค๐๐ค๐ช๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ฅ๐๐๐ง. ๐ ๐ฉ๐ง๐ช๐ก๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ก๐ค๐ค๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐ฎ, ๐ฉ๐ค ๐๐ค ๐๐ค๐ข๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ข๐ช๐ข๐๐ก๐ ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ง๐๐จ ๐๐๐ค๐ช๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฉ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐จ๐๐๐ฃ ๐๐ฃ ๐ฅ๐ง๐๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐. ๐ผ๐ฃ๐ ๐ข๐๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ง๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ก๐ค๐ฃ๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ค๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐๐๐จ, ๐ข๐๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ค๐ฎ๐๐ก ๐ค๐ฃ๐ก๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ข๐ฎ๐จ๐๐ก๐, ๐ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ช๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ฉ. ๐ฝ๐ช๐ฉ ๐ ๐๐ข ๐ ๐ฌ๐ง๐๐ฉ๐๐ง, ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ง๐๐ง. ๐ ๐๐ข ๐ ๐ฌ๐ง๐๐ฉ๐๐ง ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ๐๐ง๐.โโญโญโญโญโญ

What does it feel like? by Sophie Kinsella
This book is impactful, and at the same time it feel unfinished.
Is this a goodbye? an explanation? or just a cathartic musing for the author?
Since she has gone out and said it is the most autobiographical work to date, I wish she hadn’t hid it behind a fictional character, but that’s her prerogative. It just makes me wonder so much more where the line goes between fact and fiction.
We’re left with many unanswered questions, but maybe that’s the point, that sometimes life doesn’t give you the answers.
I still enjoyed it, but I found it incomplete, but maybe she follows up with a continuations as her own story progresses…โญโญโญโญ

The Third Gilmore girl by Kelly Bishop
There is a Gilmore girl in all of us โค
I love that Bishop identified with Rory when she took on the role of Emily, but found it an opportunity to explore the side of the estranged grandparent. She did this beautifully.
But Kelly (Carole) Bishop is so much more. A dancer at heart, a stage performer, original chorus line actor (which won her a tony award!) and an all around pillar. I see her as the ultimate supporting actress. The kind that heightens the quality of everything she touches.
She comes off to me as a level headed dreamer, which almost feels like an oxymoron, but Bishop teaches us that it isn’t. There is a calmness to her that almost makes me feel soothed like everything is going to turn out alright. โญโญโญโญโญ

Loud by Drew Afualo
Duck the patriarchy, but also duck the language weโve created around it and Afualoโs stance in this book.
While I in many ways agree with Afualo, I found it exhausting to listen to. Full of trigger words with verses of โholding space, microaggressions, toxic internalized biasโ with a chorus of โpatriarchy, bigots, misogynyโ repeated ad nauseum.
It started fine, with stories of what sounds like a beautiful childhood and a great family dynamic, but quickly went off track for me. And when you yell at half the population and demand to be heard and treated differently only to counter with โitโs not my job to educate youโ, you lose me.
What I donโt like about the far far faaaar left rhetoric is the negative and aggressive stance that will cut the head off of anyone who dares to ask a question. Itโs part of the problem of the growing polarization in America. (Or so it seems, looking at it from outside of America.)
I think that she has a powerful voice and if she directed it and used it to fight for more tangible causes I think sheโd be a real asset. But solely fighting negativity with more negativity and ridicule feels counter productive to me.
She states that she wants to be a good ally to marginalized communities, but itโs been my experience that people donโt really enjoy being called marginalized and people will actually resist being given opportunities from that box. It feels like being pushed down instead of lifted up.
I hope to see her use her energy in a more productive way, because I definitely do find her energy admirable. This book long rant just isn’t productive or original I’m afraid. โญโญ
