This makes the third of four of Nick Hornby's collected "Stuff I've Been Reading" columns for The Believer Magazine that I've read. I loved The Polysyllabic Spree and Housekeeping vs. the Dirt, which I own in paperback, but couldn't quite bring myself to splurge on the third edition, Shakespeare Wrote for Money the last collection before Hornby ceased writing the column. (I kept thinking I'd get around to it.) I wasn't even aware that he'd returned to his column in The Believer, let alone that there was another collection, and then there it was on Hoopla, free, digital, and waiting for me. In times like these, it was a lovely surprise.
If you don't know Hornby's column, the concept is simple. At the start of each month, there's a list of the books he bought and another for other for the books he read; there's often some crossover, but not always, and it's fun to read along and see that a book he bought early in the collection finally gets read, months later. The column then talks about why he bought what he bought (at least for a bit) and what he has to say about what he read. There's a twinge of personal anecdotes, but mostly, the book is Hornby, a great reader and a great writer, telling us (ostensibly, other great readers) what he thinks about the books he's read.
I love to read about what other people are reading, but often, columns and books about such stuff, plus the reviews, can be dry. When celebrities write, it can be self-congratulatory or smug. But Hornby's just this great writer who, although he's much better at writing about men than women (like so, so, so many male writers), is nonetheless able to make almost anything he writes about: surveys of Brits in the 1940s, Lucille Ball, global economics, Charles Dickens -- you name it -- fascinating for the duration of his little schpiel. I haven't read all of Hornby's fiction, and of what I've read, some books I've loved and some have left me cold. (And one collection of short stories he shepherded ruined a vacation when it was all I managed to bring along. But it's been more than a decade, so maybe I should forgive him that trespass.) The point is, if you like Hornby's chummy style of writing, where he gives you an ice cream taste of why he likes a book (or doesn't) in order to help you decide if you'd like to read it, then these columns are for you.
As far as I can tell, Hornby stopped writing for The Believer magazine at the start of 2015, but I'm happy to note that those columns from January 2012 onward (taking up where this book leave off) are up on the magazine's website.