30 Days Book Challenge: DAY 30!!!!

Ok so this is the final post and frankly, I’m gonna miss doing this. I had a lot of fun and it made me think of so many things that I could write, I consider it really helpful. I know I messed up a little in the days when I was too busy (I swear I was super busy!) and I missed writing on that day but it’s alright, I resumed it. Thank you for understanding, lol.

So here is the final challenge:

Your favorite book of all time

I don’t even know what I should pick. Of course the first thing I thought of was 1984 by George Orwell but I would like to avoid writing about the same books twice in a challenge so I think I’m gonna go with another one of my favorites, TRAINSPOTTING!!!
I’m a huge fan of Trainspotting and I could rewatch the movies constantly. The second one was the perfect addition and I was crazy obsessed with it.

The book was awesome too. It deserves all the fame and even though I only read it after I watched the first movie, I think of all of them being equally amazing.



You are uninteresting.

Bright Lights, Big City by Jay McInerney was a book on my to-read shelf that I always skipped… until one day when I was like “you know what, I should give this book a try”.

Rating: 2/5.

What makes this book different than the others is the second person narrative that you can rarely find. It’s not the only book but somehow it’s one of the most popular examples if you want to check out this style.


It’s the 1980s and your uninteresting life consists of working, partying and drugs (of course, the main character is based on McInerney himself).

You don’t bother with anything. You work in the Factual Verification department for a magazine in the beautiful New York, want to move on to the fiction department and yet you do nothing about that.

Your wife left you and you seem unable to pursue a real relationship.

This is the life before the internet pretty much. Nobody’s using computers and if you want to find out something you have to check out some records or make a few phone calls to some sources and the whole NYC was high on cocaine and this is the young and foolish life.

The background characters are easily forgettable. They’re uninteresting too. We don’t get to know a lot more about them besides their names and some basic info.

This book sends such a careless vibe that actually makes you feel careless about it but don’t get me wrong, it’s not a bad book, but it ain’t a great one either.