Posts Tagged ‘jon ronson’

I don’t usually read non-fiction. It’s just not my bag. I mean, if I wanted to know what’s going on in the world and how many people are being slaughtered and by which raving lunatic this week, I’d turn on the news. And, quite frankly, I’m well over reading the long extended sob story of someone who suffered just that little bit more than last month’s flavour of torture and self-discovery. There’s only so many times you can read an “unhappy childhood” book, and I stopped after Oliver Twist.

Jon Ronson, however. Now. There’s some non-fiction I can read. I would like to say that he’s an insane man. A crazy man. A weirdo gonzo genius.

But he’s not.

It’s his subjects who are weird, crazy, deluded and completely bat-eating insane enough for Ozzy Osborne to flinch at.

i work in a bookstore. i am, therefore, always asked to recommend a book or two. despite inwardly crying when i get asked for “something good” and with no extra information, i’m always quite happy to recommend books – even when i haven’t read them.

one thing, though, always seems to make me laugh. bookclubs.