It seems like once a year, I'll get a bug up my ass to try something new. A couple of years ago, it was playing guitar (and I'm doing pretty well with that for being self-taught...concert coming soon).
This year, it seems reading is on my list.
Not that reading is anything new. I do a lot of it every day. Except the kind of reading I've been doing for the last 6 years or so involved short snippets on the web. I haven't really picked up a real live book since I got out of grad school.
So I decided I'd read stuff that a lot of people have read, were forced to read, that I never was. I'm talking about the classics.
I went and got myself a library card, and checked out a couple of books by Steinbeck. Of Mice and Men, and The Grapes of Wrath.
I decided on these two because I had recently seen a Google Lit Trip about Grapes and felt bad because I'd never read it in high school, like so many other people I knew. And sitting there beside it on the shelf was Mice, significantly shorter, so I figured I'd start with that.
It's taken me over a week to get through Of Mice and Men because it seems like the only time I have to read anymore is once the kids are in bed, and that doesn't leave a lot of time before I go to bed to get any reading done.
I just renewed the books because they were due yesterday, and I'm getting ready to start Grapes of Wrath tonight.
I feel so smart. It won't last.
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
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I'm sort of cheating with the classics I never read. I always buy these Cliffs Notes that I find at garage sales with the idea of reading them just so I don't look like an idiot when a book comes up in a conversation. But to be honest, I haven't sat down and read any of them. So I guess I can't comment on Grapes or Mice!
I understand about trying to find time to read. For the past several days I have been reading Camille Paglia's Sex, Art, And American Culture. It is full of essays she wrote in 1990-1991.
I can understand how a wife might be upset if her spouse ignores her to look at the Internet, but to read a book? So, even without kids to put to bed, it is slow going in reading a fairly short book.
I have not read the book Grapes of Wrath but coincidently watched the movie last night. We are classic movie nuts. It is a wonderful story. Love it.
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