Today’s Musing Mondays (hosted by Should Be Reading) is as follows: What’s the last thing you stayed up half the night reading because it was so good you couldn’t put it down?
So, I’m easing back into this whole blogging about books thing with a Musing Mondays, and of course it has to be a tough question because, honestly, the last book I remember staying up and reading into the wee small hours of the morning was Michael Crichton’s Jurassic Park when it came out in paperback. We were in Southern California for a family reunion … this must have been in August of 1991 and one of my Dad’s cousins was talking about a movie he was working on. He was a Hollywood carpenter and helped construct sets for Always, Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, Hook (which thinking about it now he must have been a carpenter at Amblin).
Anyway, he was talking about a new set he had been building in Hawaii—a large King Kong-style gate—for the new Spielberg film about dinosaurs. It was a film based on a book by a fellow named Michael Crichton and was supposed to be real good. Well, that evening, when we stopped by the store for some goodies, I wandered into the book section and found the book that my Dad’s cousin had been talking about. It looked cool, what with its white cover and black Tyrannosaur skeleton on the cover, and so I picked it up and started reading in the car on the way back to my grandparents, where we were staying. I proceeded to spend the next couple of hours reading and was up until two or three in the morning finishing the book. The next day, it was all I could talk about, and had to pass it off to my Mom, Dad and brother, and they all read it really quickly too. That might be because of the fact that Crichton’s prose is not too terribly challenging, but I’d like to think it is because it had an amazing story.
Anyway, I’m sure that there are other books that I have read into the wee hours of the morning, but Jurassic Park is the one that stands out to me, even twenty years later. And, I still own that exact copy of the book, it is dog-eared, yellowing and a little worse for the wear, but it opens comfortably to all the good spots.