Current reading list:
- The Last American Man by Elizabeth Gilbert
- The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
- I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith
- At Swim, Two Boys by Jamie O’Neill
- Let the Great World Spin by Colum McCann
- A Humument by Tom Phillips
- Is Everyone Hanging out Without Me? by Mindy Kaling
- Happy Accidents by Jane Lynch
- The Hobbit by J. R. R. Tolkien
- The Fellowship of the Ring by Tolkien
- The Two Towers by Tolkien
- The Return of the King by Tolkien
- Please Don’t Kill the Freshman by Zoe Trope
- Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone by J. K. Rowling
- Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, Rowling
- Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Rowling
- Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Rowling
- Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Rowling
- Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, Rowling
- Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Rowling
This is ridiculous. And it’s not even a remotely exhaustive list; I just focused on what I have access to and stopped when I got tired of typing. I don’t even have a reason to reread Harry Potter. What even is wrong with me?
I hate myself and love myself simultaneously.
While you wait for your copy of 50 Shades of Grey to come off hold…
(via libraryjournal)
The library bought The Last American Man just for meee!
Well, not just for me. But I was the one who suggested that they buy it, and they listened, which always makes me feel full of beneficent power.
Jesus, what am I going to be like when I have any modicum of control over collection development? Watch out, world. I will have a tiny budget and all the crazy.
I know that my typical mode is excited (when it’s not ennui-stricken, that is), but dude. Dude. Dude! Is there a more perfect beginning-of-summer read? It’s about a guy deciding to get rid of all his shit and live in the Appalachians! And doing it!
If the writing is good, I’m going to go ahead and read Eat Pray Love, as well. And maybe Into the Wild, which isn’t Elizabeth Gilbert, but related to the getting rid of one’s shit and running away theme. And then I might be a good faux-beatnik and finally read more Kerouac, since I’ve not actually read anything other than The Dharma Bums. (Shhh!)
And then I will have read myself into a state of wanderlust so profound as to ensure my misery for the rest of forever.
Also, I need to get my to-read list planning under control.
It’s been a slow reading week.
My last quarter of my first year of grad school is winding down! Well, more like spiraling down uncontrollably, trailing smoke and my doomed, fear-stricken yodeling. But it’ll be over, one way or another, by the end of next week!
I’m in the process of reading four books right now, though I haven’t had a chance to read them all week. I’m still plugging away (reluctantly) on The Sparrow, working on two books of poems, and reading an erotica collection. As soon as my group paper is finished, I will speed through most of these.
Last week I finally returned to Tipping the Velvet and finished it after being stalled since December! It’s hard for me to judge it because I read it over such a huge span of time, but I will say that it never had the momentum I wanted it to have. I enjoyed the richness of the setting, and there are certain details—like the oyster scent on Nan’s hand as she meets Kitty, and the mermaid business—that were lovely. But after a while, the novel was more a catalog of lovers and bad experiences than anything else. I loved the ending, but it didn’t have the pow I wanted. There are several really, really sexy bits, though, and I could relate to Nan’s longing, especially toward the end.
Hopefully this blog will be more active soon, as summer arrives and I can give myself over to books until September! My best lady gave me all the Dark Tower comics, I’ve found out that James St. James wrote a YA novel, there’s still The Bell Jar to reread, and I’m planning to take a sci-fi and fantasy course over the summer. And I might tackle The Lord of the Rings, as I mean to do every year, and reread The Hobbit. Oh, and a friend of mine gave me the Percy Jackson series, the sequel to a great horror novel he loaned me once, and lots of other things on my Kindle. So I have a lot ahead of me, if I can just get through these two weeks!
My third best friend was an author who did not know I existed.
this is the cutest photoset ever
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Feminist Belle Says Read and Rebel by me.
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