After I read Under the Dome and 11-22-63 last year I got hooked on Stephen King books. Earlier this year I dived into The Stand and Joyland which I also loved so I decided to give another King classic a try, The Shining. The Shining is one of the only horror books I've ever read and now I remember why. Although The Shining is terrifying it is luckily a bit more complex then that. 

I've read about half of Malcolm Gladwell's Outliers and just never got around to finishing it. Mostly because I didn't buy the audio version and got the Kindle version. I do plan on getting back to it one day, but until then I picked up his latest, David and Goliath: Underdogs, Misfits, and the Art of Battling Giants. 

With the movie releasing in just a couple of weeks I figured it was about time I sat down and read Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card. In the past couple of years I've grown to become a bigger fan of the Science Fiction genre and from what I understand Ender's Game is a staple. So needless to say with the movie coming, and recommendations coming at me from all angles, I jumped into the novel.

When a book goes from something to get me through my commute to something that I listen to at any spare moment; its something special. Thus has been the case with both The Name of the Wind and now The Wise Man's Fear. I would venture to say that the second book in the Kingkiller Chronicles is actually better then the first. 

I usually read books based off recommendations and/or reviews and most of the time that works out. However after just finishing The Book Thief I can say that this one doesn't live up to the high praise. As a story it works pretty well. But as the highly praised book that it is I just didn't think it held up all that well.

I picked up The Cuckoo's Calling right after the news broke that Robert Galbraith was a pseudonym for J.K. Rowling. I've never read any Rowling before but thought why not jump in with her first attempt at a mystery thriller. The Cuckoo's Calling is a pretty straight forward take on the genre. You have a private detective (Cormoran Strike) as the main character and you have an supermodel who commits suicide. Or did she? There are a good number of twists and turns but none of them particularly memorable. There was nothing inherently wrong with the book but it just never hit the pace it was striving for.