A Sad Post On The Books That I Missed Reviewing

In a recent flurry of searches for some of the old posts to relevantly link to a couple of my current blog posts, I found so many missing!

Sophie's World by Jostein Gaarder

Catch 22 by Joseph Heller

The Godfather by Mario Puzo

Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes

The Day of the Jackal by Frederick Forsyth

The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas

Not A Penny More, Not A Penny Less by Jeffrey Archer

Kane and Abel by Jeffrey Archer

Tom Brown's Schooldays by Thomas Hughes

These are just some of the many titles that I found missing. I always knew that I didn't review  quite a few books, so what came as a slight downer and unpleasant surprise for me is how I failed to write about these books. I don't remember much about why I didn't write, or whether I didn't write. But, these books were some of the ones that made me most excited while reading and even after reading. My dad clearly remembers so many conversations that I had with him over so many of these books. 

We were thinking that maybe I wrote and it got deleted, or something like that. But that is absurd- it won't really delete itself, and definitely not selectively over a stretch of one or two years of reading. The only theory that could explain this was my lack of posts around 2016-17. This was during my Class XI and XII, and it makes sense because I read most of these books around when I was in high school. 

I feel very sad that I didn't write about these books and many more. The list above has so many of my absolute favourites, and I still remember about all of them and how I enjoyed reading and talking about them. Puzo's The Godfather and Archer's Kane and Abel are absolute favourite epics in the world of fiction, and so is the ultimate revenge tale of The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas. I can't believe myself when I see I didn't review Catch 22 by Joseph Heller! What a disappointment, so much for talking all the time about it! 

And thus, a general bout of downtrend in the blog posts those two years reflects on me missing the opportunity to talk about these classic books. I can still write about all of them- but it won't do justice to them. Reviewing is best when done immediately, when your mind and body still has the passion of the story and plot internalized. And, that is the only point when you'd be living the story. Writing about it now would just be a memory, and not one that would be as genuine to my feelings as I felt then. 

If I ever read any of those books again, I'm definitely coming back with a post. And until then, I'm never missing a book review again- ever!