Saturday, January 08, 2011

Michael McIntyre's Life and Laughing

A little off-topic, I know, but I don't read a lot so when there's a book I've gotten into willingly I feel the urge to put up a post about it. What I am reading at the moment is British comedian Michael McIntyre's autobiography, which I got for Christmas (as well as two of his DVDs). It's halarious—written in the similar style to the way he would narrate his observational humour at one his shows. I started reading this morning and I'm on chapter 5 and in stitches. It's also a nice switch up as when I do actually read it's always a novel—which I have to because of school.

The last novel or book I read was Michael Frayne's Spies about a German boy oblivious to the fact that he's German living in Britain in the '30s. Even with its thrilling storyline I probably wouldn't have finished it if it hadn't been for my English teacher reading it our class and that my coursework was based on it. Apart from that, I don't remember the last I actually finished a book—I've bought every entry in J.K Rowling's Harry Potter, I've only read the first half of the first book and I couldn't even finish Twilight.

I'm determined to finish this one though. Who would have thought the first book I'd ever really get into would be an autobiography and not a thrilling novel about German identity issues.

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