So where are we on this whole book club facade that I've got going on? Last I remember, I was in the middle of reading Cloudsplitter, the everlasting droning of the son of 19th century abolitionist/terrorist John Brown. Did I make it seem as if I wasn't enjoying myself reading the book? Well, that's not quite the case...the story itself was a good one, but man can that guy talk! So anyway, I accidentally misplaced the book during my recent move two weeks ago and have not had the energy to find it since. So I've started to re-read one of my all time favorites, which I first read in high school (as an assignment), then again in college (for fun). It's Tess of the d'Urbeville's...and strangely enough, I dont' remember that much about what happens, even though it's one of my favorites. I just remember really loving the book. Thomas Hardy, who is the author, was a very dark man, I think. I've read two of his novels and they are both very depressing. Anyway, I noticed that Amy Tan has a new one out, and I would be very interested in picking that one up, but I do feel like I should finish Cloudsplitter (sigh) before moving on to a brand new novel.
That's all for now. I was tempted to write an entry dedicated to the ranting of my unpleasant transit experience this morning, but I can't imagine that would be interesting to anyone but myself.
Take care.
3 comments:
Yes, yes, Cecilia. Okay, I'll remove the "NERD" sign from your forhead. Okay?
I forgot to mention that after I misplaced "Cloudsplitter" and before I began re-reading "Tess" (so in other words, between those two events), I read "The Great Gatsby", which is an American Classic. Really, I'm not giving it that name...that's what everybody says. It's an American Classic. And I did enjoy it...I loved imagining that I was living in the 1920s, lounging around Gatsby's mansion with a long filtered cigarette in one hand and a cold martini in the other, all the while looking fabulous in a beautiful chiffon gown...in the middle of the day! They don't write 'em like that anymore, folks.
You lost my book! the shame! now i'm going to force you to read House of Leaves whether you can stand it or not! mu ha ha ha haaaa.
Clarification: I didn't LOSE it, per se. I just have not seen it in a couple of weeks. We're playing a little game of hide and seek.
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