Reading on the beach is great! That’s all I practically ever do. So I haven’t been to the beach in a while. Heh, actually, that’s a complete lie. I’d been to the beach in the second week of March. But now it’s been a couple of months, and I don’t think you can really count that as a beach experience because I never looked up once at the ocean; I spread my sandals on the sand, covered them with a plastic bag, sat on them so I wouldn’t get sand on my butt, and presumed reading for the following half hour.
My sister was the one who drenched herself in sea salt and minute oceanic bacterial organisms.
For some reason, when I think of beach reads, I guess my mind goes directly to, like, contemporary, chick lit, or light-hearted romantic books because all I can think of when I think of reading on the beach is, you know, people who are lying dramatically on the sand, with perfect tanning skin and painted nails under a vera bradley beach umbrella, with a nice straw hat and sunglasses, reading. Maybe I’m just an old romantic. But I think that’s definitely the scene I’ll be thinking of when I tell you about my ten books.
No surprise; this’ll be my TTT for today. I put minimal time into this one, because it was super easy to think of these books. I’ll be linking up to another Top Ten Tuesday for this one! This week’s Top Ten Tuesday is top ten great beach reads, ten books I plan to read on the beach, ten beach reads for those who don’t like typical ~beach reads~, ten authors who are my go-to for beach reads, etc.
Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly meme hosted by The Broke and The Bookish. It’s also the most popular meme on the blogosphere, for book blogs. To do a TTT, it’s pretty simple. You have to get on the blog and get the prompt. Then you write a blog post about ten things of your choice that answer the prompt. It doesn’t have to be ten. It can be six. Or eight. Or 14. Or 17. Around ten. Because ‘ten’ sounds the nicest. Then you link up to their blog on your blog post and make cute little graphics and explore other people’s TTT’s and then get jealous of their cute graphics, because everyone here is an artist. Obviously.
To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before
I love this duology. I love it. So I’ll end up taking this book to the beach, because, gorgeous cover aside, it just seems like the perfect book to open up under a beach umbrella while I am artfully sprawling on an equally artful beach towel. They’re really easy to breeze through and because all of the simplicity, it definitely calms your nerves if you’ve just gone and read A Dance With Dragons. It’s made for BEACH TIME 100 %. I guess the simple, light-hearted romance and the love triangle and all of the easiness of the book makes it perfect for the beach.
P.S. I Still Love You
Also this one! Duh, this one. P.S. I Still Love You is the sequel to To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before and I love them both so much. They are definitely so easy to read, and very relaxing. They’re incredibly light and fun and filled with sweet smile-bringing infectiously lovely teenage romance. They’re probably the best mix of contemporary and romance I’ve read in a long while, because they balance it so perfectly, and the MC, Lara Jean, is the most ordinarily extraordinary–in an ordinary way–teenager ever. So these books were practically born for the beach.
All The Bright Places
My heart is fractured because of this book. It deals with life and death and humanity and love and MENTAL CONDITIONS in such surreal, realistic, simple ways. Even though it is deep, it will certainly be the most entertaining, sweetly brainwashing book you ever read on the beach. Because with that weather and the next few hours in front of you, having your attention gallantly faceplanted into this book is definitely a ditto. But it is deep. It is deep like the ocean with leagues of depth that makes home for demons. Don’t look at me like that. I know my home well, alright? Doesn’t mean I’m going to go in and vanquish some sea spider. Abnormally large sea spider.
Since I decided to get leagues off topic with that, we talk about the real identity of All The Bright Places. Also how it complements multiple sunburns when you decide to sprawl irregularly on your towel so that your swimsuit is not cutting into parts of your skin. Parts.
All The Bright Place is a perfect book for the beach because when you end up sobbing after you’ve finished, the natural lighting and the real emotion will look good in the photo.
Made You Up
BLADJGDJ. Perfection. I loved this book so DARNED much. It dealt with schizophrenia in such a perfect way and with autism in such a hidden, no-show way (literally) and it showed me that a person is so much more than just their health condition. It was brilliantly written, and I think, on the comfort of the beach with the expansive ocean right up front not ten paces away, being taken into the mind of a schizophrenic, hallucinatory teenager will be the most amazing experience you’ll ever have.
Also Miles Richter.
The Fault In Our Stars
In order to complete the full experience, you have to make sure that you go to the beach with Bob or Sally, who have both read The Fault In Our Stars. Or someone else, I’m just figurative so you can mentally picture this. I didn’t actually like The Fault In Our Stars as much as everyone else seemed to, but I think if you are reading all of these beautiful dialogues that are uttered by afflicted teenagers instead of a hermit, it really will hit you with a pang once you’ve finished.
Then you can be like, “There will come a time when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything. There will be no one left to remember Aristotle or Cleopatra, let alone you. Everything that we did and built and wrote and thought and discovered will be forgotten and all of this will have been for naught. Maybe that time is coming soon and maybe it is millions of years away, but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever–” And then Bob will finish your long sentence/quote because you and Bob are that close like, “There was time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that’s what everyone else does.”
Because of course, even though it’s just you and Bob who are cancer patients and afflictees of The Fault In Our Stars, you constantly think about the death of humanity because what else is supposed to happen when you’re gone? Honestly, you think the world will go one when you’re gone? PSHAW. That is baloney. Then you make like Hazel Grace and Augustus Waters, basically afflictees, and Amsterdamn.
Pride and Prejudice
A classic on the beach? Stop. This is too much for my snail to bear.
Pride and Prejudice will, no doubt, be the book that is so classically classical that it makes you want to cry because everything is so proper but so sweet and when people say “You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.” You will end up crying and sand will get in your fingernails and you will want to watch the movie and then you will cry some more because 1) you’re on the beach, so obviously you can’t because you don’t have wifi (well, you could use your data on your cellphone, but that ruins the movie experience) and 2) you have seen Matthew MacFadyen as Mr. Darcy and your body’s only capable reaction to that is to cry for the next 89 hours.
The Scorpio Races
It is about magical water horses and horses, racing on the beach. Also it is by Maggie Stiefvater. And it is about horses and magic and a fictional island off the coast of [Sweden?] some country in Europe, called Thisby, and IT IS BY MAGGIE STIEFVATER. AND CANNIBAL HORSES FROM THE OCEAN THAT WIN YOU MONEY IF THEY DON’T EAT YOU. I don’t understand why you wouldn’t read this book on the beach.
And if you’ve read The Raven Cycle, this’ll certainly appeal to you. Just a little less overall action, though. It has the same beautiful prose as all Stiefvater books, and the same beautiful characters that you fall in love with repeatedly. Except for it’s got a lot less cars and a lot more horses.
Eleanor and Park
I LOVE ROWELL. Seriously, I love Rainbow Rowell. She’s an amazing author. Her contemporary has her own style, and it’s one of the first I’ve ever read. I could recognize her style from ANYWHERE. It flows, and the way she shapes the words around the most simplest of stories makes the story get the deepest of meaning. So naturally I’ll take Eleanor and Park, because please. It’s one of those perfect blends of contemporary and romance and the romance here was just so sweet and unnerving because IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE. Yet still I enjoyed it. With everything I have ever had. EVER BECAUSE OHMAHGOD ELEANOR AND PARK ARE PERFECT. I ship the characters so hard and they are so diverse! And individual, and different and similar and amazing but awful and so close but so far and so together but so apart. So in love. And so I am in love.
Anna and the French Kiss
Anna and the French Kiss is supposed to be chick lit. I’ll be honest, when I first saw this book I was no doubt a confuzzled unicorn because shemurr? The title? Excuse me? Is this erotic, or something? But then I read the Goodreads blurb thing and I was so up for it, because it just seems so cute and light, and easy on my heart.
So, literally, I haven’t read Anna and the French Kiss yet. Do not pepper me with salt and onions, please. I’m being figurative, obviously, because if I was peppered with anything it would ovbiously have to be my sister’s Puma socks. BUT SINCE I HAVE HEARD SO MUCH GOODNESS ABOUT THE BOOK, I DECIDE IT WOULD BE PERFECT TO READ ON THE BEACH IN CALI BECAUSE IT HAS THE EIFFEL TOWER ON IT. I am brilliant.
FANGIRL I UNITE. The end. It’s a Rowell book, so that should be number one on your list of reasons for reading this at the beach. Also, it’s about fangirls. And fanboys shan’t be left out, since I am now deciding to speak like Lancelot. It’s about Cath, who is a twin with Wren, and they go to college and lead very different college lives and become very different people and also gorgeous love interests like Levi Stewart who is so gorgeous because he lives on the cover and is evidently perfect. And Rowell’s type of covers are gorgeous, because they’re so graphic and cartoony and so conveying of a perfectly contemporary, light-hearted book. READ IT ON THE BEACH NOW NOW NOW WITH A COMPUTER IN YOUR LAP AND GLASSES ON YOUR HEAD WHILE SITTING ON THE LETTER A. Okay? Okay.