Anyone who really knows me is aware of my love for 70s pop rock music. And no one can dethrone the place Elton John holds in my heart. I grew up listening to his music and I've always admired and enjoyed his honesty, humour and kindness. So, when the book version of his autobiography came out, I just knew I had to read it.
Sometimes only a poem will do.” This is what you can read on the back cover of William Sieghart’s poetry collection, The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Mind, Heart and Soul. And I have to agree with Sieghart on this; when you feel lonely, misunderstood or under the weather, words can bring you solace in a way nothing else can.
A couple of years ago, you wouldn't have been able to convince me to "listen" to a book. A book is meant to be read, not listened to. At least, that's what I use to think. However, my opinion changed when I realized that (1) it's a great way to sneak books into parts of your routine when you cannot read, i.e. when walking, and (2) biographies read by the author themselves are way better than by yourself.
At first, I wasn't sure if I should review Life Will Be the Death of Me... And You Too! because I didn't exactly "read" it. I listened to it. Chelsea Handler's newest book is, in fact, the first audiobook I ever listened to.
I’ve Been Meaning to Tell You: A Letter to My Daughter is a short book, but it shouldn’t be overlooked. With this book, David Chariandy shares with the readers a letter he wrote his 13-year-old daughter after a racist comment was made to them by a woman in a restaurant. As he tries to explain to his daughter why the colour of their skins triggered such a strong (and unwarranted) reaction from this woman, Chariandy explains his Trinidadian heritage and broaches subjects like tolerance, equality and acceptance.