Can you believe that R.I.P. is ten years old? I can, and I can’t, as I feel about most things time-related these days. It’s that time of year again – a time of the year that completely delights me. It’s the time of school starting, fall descending, pumpkin picking, birthday celebrating, and, most importantly for the purposes of this post, R.I.P. reading. This year, our fearless and long suffering host, Carl of Stainless Steel Droppings, is handing over the reins, and the Estella Society is guest hosting.
Or anything sufficiently moody that shares a kinship with the above.
That is what embodies the stories, written and visual, that we celebrate with the R.eaders I.mbibing P.eril event.
As time has wound on, we’ve discovered that simple rules are best:
1. Have fun reading (and watching).
2. Share that fun with others.
This is my seventh year participating in R.I.P. Though I do not have an awesome R.I.P. track record, these are the books I’m contemplating at this transitive period of the year:
Dracula, by Bram Stoker
- Trigger Warning, by Neil Gaiman
- The Cuckoo’s Calling, by
Robert GalbraithJ.K. Rowling
- The Night Circus, by Erin Morgenstern (reread)
- And, as always, I hope to get to a little Edgar Allen Poe
Let’s shoot for two books, which places me in Peril the Second.
Are you R.I.P.ing this year? What books are you thinking about reading?
I managed to complete this challenge this year! I finally read Dracula, which has been on every single R.I.P. list I have ever made. I also read Slade House, by David Mitchell. I have such fun with R.I.P. every. single. year.