In search of lost booklogs
Jul. 8th, 2008 09:22 amThe people have spoken! And they have said: read Don Quixote. I’m about 100 pages in right now and enjoying it very much.
The people also said a lot of good things about Middlemarch, so I will try to read that soon. Apparently, however, everybody hates French literature—not one person thought I should read Swann’s Way. You all just made Proust start crying into his madeleines. Nice job, guys.
Anyway, here’s what I’ve been reading in between pretending to be literary:
( 94. & 98. The Princess Diaries & Princess in the Spotlight — Meg Cabot ) I can see why people like these books and will probably read more as I will inevitably continue to be very, very bored on a regular basis while trapped behind my desk.
( 95. World War Z — Max Brooks ) I really do think this is beyond terrific: dynamic, creative, and truly unique. I’ll be making a careful stash of blunt objects, now.
( 96. Enemy Mine/Another Orphan — Barry B. Longyear/John Kessel ) A better bet would be to track down a collection that contains Enemy Mine and more than one other tale.
( 97. In the Bleak Midwinter — Julia Spencer-Fleming ) Overall, I really enjoyed it, and look forward to reading the next book in the series when my mood rolls around that way again.
( 99. & 107. The Choking Doberman & The Mexican Pet — Jan Harold Brunvand ) I’m going to continue to enjoy these wonderful ’80s relics.
( 100. Dead Clever — Scarlett Thomas ) It’s weird: I wouldn’t hesitate to read another Scarlett Thomas novel if I came across one—her writing is that good—but every one I’ve read has exasperated me in one way or another. This is no exception.
( 101. Guards! Guards! — Terry Pratchett ) I hope to read the rest of the Watch books in a more timely manner than I’ve proceeded with the Discworld novels so far.
( 102. First Date — Karen Kendall ) Romances like this make me want to stay single forever. Joy.
( 103. Not Quite What I Was Planning — Ed. by Rachel Fershleiser & Larry Smith ) I continue to dig the concept and look forward to dipping back in occasionally, now that I’ve read the whole thing.
( 104. The Art of Fiction — David Lodge ) I bet Lodge was a rockin’ professor, and I wish he’d been mine.
( 105. Cruel Shoes — Steve Martin ) All in all, not quite my thing, but certainly unique!
( 106. Unscientific Americans — Roz Chast ) In summation: Roz Chast = WIN.
( 108. Waiting for Gertrude — Bill Richardson ) Strange and unsettling and not, ultimately, for me.
( 109. Succubus Blues — Richelle Mead ) not brilliant but enjoyable, and far more surprising/delightful than the “Sex and the City with a little Buffy thrown in” mix it’s billed as.
Total Books: 109
The people also said a lot of good things about Middlemarch, so I will try to read that soon. Apparently, however, everybody hates French literature—not one person thought I should read Swann’s Way. You all just made Proust start crying into his madeleines. Nice job, guys.
Anyway, here’s what I’ve been reading in between pretending to be literary:
( 94. & 98. The Princess Diaries & Princess in the Spotlight — Meg Cabot ) I can see why people like these books and will probably read more as I will inevitably continue to be very, very bored on a regular basis while trapped behind my desk.
( 95. World War Z — Max Brooks ) I really do think this is beyond terrific: dynamic, creative, and truly unique. I’ll be making a careful stash of blunt objects, now.
( 96. Enemy Mine/Another Orphan — Barry B. Longyear/John Kessel ) A better bet would be to track down a collection that contains Enemy Mine and more than one other tale.
( 97. In the Bleak Midwinter — Julia Spencer-Fleming ) Overall, I really enjoyed it, and look forward to reading the next book in the series when my mood rolls around that way again.
( 99. & 107. The Choking Doberman & The Mexican Pet — Jan Harold Brunvand ) I’m going to continue to enjoy these wonderful ’80s relics.
( 100. Dead Clever — Scarlett Thomas ) It’s weird: I wouldn’t hesitate to read another Scarlett Thomas novel if I came across one—her writing is that good—but every one I’ve read has exasperated me in one way or another. This is no exception.
( 101. Guards! Guards! — Terry Pratchett ) I hope to read the rest of the Watch books in a more timely manner than I’ve proceeded with the Discworld novels so far.
( 102. First Date — Karen Kendall ) Romances like this make me want to stay single forever. Joy.
( 103. Not Quite What I Was Planning — Ed. by Rachel Fershleiser & Larry Smith ) I continue to dig the concept and look forward to dipping back in occasionally, now that I’ve read the whole thing.
( 104. The Art of Fiction — David Lodge ) I bet Lodge was a rockin’ professor, and I wish he’d been mine.
( 105. Cruel Shoes — Steve Martin ) All in all, not quite my thing, but certainly unique!
( 106. Unscientific Americans — Roz Chast ) In summation: Roz Chast = WIN.
( 108. Waiting for Gertrude — Bill Richardson ) Strange and unsettling and not, ultimately, for me.
( 109. Succubus Blues — Richelle Mead ) not brilliant but enjoyable, and far more surprising/delightful than the “Sex and the City with a little Buffy thrown in” mix it’s billed as.
Total Books: 109