I finished my February book, you know, back in February. I was reading David Grann’s The Lost City of Z: A Tale of Deadly Obsession in the Amazon.
It detailed the life of an early 20th century Amazon explorer, Percy Fawcett. He was famous for being a man immune to the Amazon’s many dangers. His obsession with finding El Dorado, the city of gold, caused him to frequently desert his wife and family for months or years as he braved completely unknown territory. On his final journey, accompanied by his son and a friend, he disappeared with his crew. Hundreds of searchers went in looking for the lost party assuming he found the city or they died along the way – a fate often met by the search parties.
Although this book is nonfiction, it reads like an adventure murder mystery. I was enthralled by the idea of going completely off the grid. Even now, native tribes in the Amazon exists as if they were living four-hundred years ago. This book also gives an incredible and detailed account of tough life in the Amazon rain forest. Most of the diseases, creatures, and lifestyles seem like a work of fictional horror. I couldn’t put this down.
We’re 14 days into March and I’m only 30 pages into my next book Kathryn Stockett’s The Help.
I initially heard an interview with the author months ago and decided I had to read the book. However, now that I’ve picked it up, I’m afraid it’s just going to be another New York Times Bestseller. I don’t know how else to explain that, I suppose it’s just the marketing that makes me wary. According to the back flap this is the book club book of the year. I should be less of a snob about this and equate it to the type of good time I’d have by watching a summer blockbuster. But reading a book takes up a lot more of my time than a 2 1/2 hour movie. I guess I just have to think back to the interview with the author. Although I can’t remember what exactly she said, I do know it left enough of an impact for me to seek out the book.