I’m currently reading Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine by Gail Honeyman. I started reading it a few days ago and I’m already halfway through it. I didn’t think I’d enjoy it but since I’m trying to read books that I already own, I decided I might as well read it and see what’s going on there. It reminds me of A Man Called Ove, or Otto if you watched the movie. Now that I’m reading this, I want to read A Man Called Ove more than ever, as Eleanor seems to be the female version of Ove/Otto. I watched the movie based on A Man Called Ove with Tom Hanks and really liked it but now I need to read the book. Eleanor Oliphant isn’t a long book, but it sure packs a punch and keeps me riveted.
My work got a copy of Paris Hilton’s new book called Paris: The Memoir. I read about 100 pages of it yesterday while I was there and I’m surprised to have enjoyed it so far. I watched her documentary a couple years ago and was surprised by how real and down to earth she is. She’s nothing like the ditzy persona she put out for the world for so long. And I’m surprised about how much she’s had to go through. The book’s writing is easy to read, very conversational. I said to someone that I can imagine Paris talking how she wrote in her book and that makes me happy because some celebrity memoirs don’t match how they talk in real life and it just throws me off (plus they’re usually boring, which is why I don’t read them most of the time.) I didn’t check it out, but I would like to do that sometime soon just to finish it and see what else she has to say. I stopped at the part where she was sent to this “school” where they were very abusive and cult-like because they convinced her parents that she needed extreme measures to get her behavior back on track. Very hard to hear about.
I managed to do a 10 minute yoga this morning and that made me happy. I’ve been exhausted lately and trying to get my normal vigor back. I might just go back and finish reading my book. It’s far too good to not read.