Last week saw the continuation and culmination of my short chick-lit/Emily Giffin marathon, as I finished Baby Proof and Love the One You’re With. It was a little much, as I mentioned in my Something Borrowed review. In the middle of the marathon, I indulged myself with a long-lost romance that captivated me in elementary school, The Loving Highwayman. I got all four of my Giffin entries up, including two that bled over from the previous week, and then published nary a one till last night–though the book stack just kept rising.
Once through the fluffy halls of chick-lit, I refreshed myself with a recovered children’s book of the Wild West, Patricia Beatty’s Melinda Takes a Hand. I also traveled back to Byzantium with The Bearkeeper’s Daughter, one of the box sent from California. And yesterday at work, I plowed through Karleen Koen’s Dark Angels, a prequel to her magnificent Through a Glass Darkly.
Last night I finally forced myself to add an entry on Rouse a Sleeping Cat. It’s one of my all-time favorite fantasies, so I wanted to do it justice. I don’t think I did. I also added an entry for that youthful favorite The Loving Highwayman, and today added Melinda Takes a Hand. I hope to be all caught up by tomorrow with entries for The Bearkeeper’s Daughter and Dark Angels.
This week, I expect to finish Within the Hollow Crown by Margaret Campbell Barnes and The Eyre Affair by Jasper Fforde, both of which I started last ngiht before bed. I also need to catch up on Villette! And after reading the highly enjoyable … In the Attic and The Chick Manifesto, I feel a yen for some VC Andrews. Dare I add another challenge?
Last week I finished White Fang, Faerie Tale, and The Last Unicorn, all of which were sudden inspirational reads–you know, when you just have to read something, regardless of what you meant to read? I do that a lot.
I have also started both Waverley and Thérèse Raquin. I made an earlier, abortive attempt to read the former, but got no further than the first chapter. This time, it’s going much better; once the first five (short) chapters are forged through, it’s much easier going. As for the latter, I am still plugging through the Introduction, being pathologically unable to skip it in a critical edition. I have high hopes, though.I also read a story from Conan the Swordsman, a de Camp/Carter/Nyberg Conan effort, and will probably continue that.
The Secret History is still on my nightstand; every couple of days I pick it up and read a few pages. I have re-read it so many times that I don’t lose anything by reading it in fits and starts. Rather, I think it may enhance my appreciation of it, since I tend to just power through it in my excitement. This way, I can slow down and savor it again.
I may pick up The Art of Eating by MFK Fisher again this week; I keep looking at it–or rather, it keeps looking at me when I’m on my computer. Though I finished “How to Cook a Wolf,” there are still four more books in it for the reading. And Angela lent me her copy of The Outlandish Companion, which I really should read so that I can get it back to her.