So. Hi. How have you all been the last 2 1/2 months? (Sorry. I’m so sorry.)
Here’s the thing, though: either I’ve been too busy to blog, doing things that aren’t worth blogging about, or doing very little—which also isn’t worth a post. You see my dilemma.
So, let’s talk about books.
My reading schedule cleared up for the first time in eight months when I finally finished Atlas Shrugged last month. General thoughts: it was really good, very well written, had strong characters, and had an interesting theme that I think I mostly agree with. It was also very long; I could have done without the sixty page monologue/sermon/rant.
In the spirit of the season, I decided to read Terry Pratchett’s Hogfather, which I finished yesterday. As with all Pratchett books, I loved it, found it deeply amusing and thought provoking, and just generally had a ton of fun. It’s official: Death is currently my favorite Discworld character. Also, my new favorite line in a book is this:
I am now rereading Fearless (part of the MirrorWorld series) by Cornelia Funke, because I started to read The Golden Yarn (the third book in the series) and realized I forgot everything that happened before this installment. I love Cornelia Funke’s work—her stories are always so imaginative and captivating that I can’t help but love her work, even though I know she’s not the best writer I’ve ever read—but, I confess, it’s much more difficult to read her work and appreciate it after having just read Pratchett. Even so, I’m excited to move on to the next installment.
What does your reading list look like?
Once more, my deepest apologies—