It's Smurftember and I'm reading...
Just finished The Green Mile (audio book) and liked it a lot. Struggling through The Stand got a bit slow in the middle. Halfway through The Joy Luck Club this is an exceptional book.
Lehane's Darkness, Take My Hand, his second novel. I found his first to be nothing special, just your standard crime fiction. Wanted to see what the fuss was about, as I've enjoyed the film adaptations of his work. Don't get me wrong, the storytelling is fine, but unless you're going to wow me with language, I'd just as soon watch a movie and get the gist in a couple hours instead of a week.
I love, love, love the film of this! It's such a weepy.
I did try and read one of Amy Tan's other books, The Hundred Secret Senses, but got distracted. I'll have to go back to it sometime.
Halfway through. Prose is spare along the lines of Hemingway.
one of my new favorites. you'll have to let me know what you think of that
I really like it so far. It's also entertaining because the setting is so familiar.
I feel more like I do now than I did before.
I love, love, love the film of this! It's such a weepy.
I did try and read one of Amy Tan's other books, The Hundred Secret Senses, but got distracted. I'll have to go back to it sometime.
I started watching that movie the other night. I had watched it a long time ago but I didn't remember it at all.
So I never got to finish those books I was reading because I had to return them. I was almost finished with A Clockwork Orange too. If I have time this week I'm gonna go back and check them out.
A Wild Sheep Chase by Haruki Murakami. So funny.
Is snuffy really tuffy?
no, i'm twice as old and half as clever as tuffy.
Jesus man! 80+ years old!
my liver is 80.
so is mine
Edit: Okay maybe it's not quite 80 and since I've stopped drinking it's probably 75 now.
Edit: Okay maybe it's not quite 80 and since I've stopped drinking it's probably 75 now.
I should do that.
but everytime you post I have a brief.. hey! tuffy is back!... moment. Then I feel silly.
I'm not reading anything, I need to pick something. I just finished reading Pegasus in Flight by Anne McCaffrey last night. It was interesting but seemed to lack a point, aside from being interesting.
I've been reading a lot of books recently that leave you with that deep eerie feeling as soon as you finish them, like yu just changed a little from the reading, but this one didn't do that at all. It was just sort of junk entertainment, maybe it served a purpose in clearing my head I guess. I seemed compeled to read some poetry before bed though, to raise the mental bar I guess. I've been reading a lot of Robert Frost and Edna St. Vincent Millay inbetween books and it is really good for clearing the slate to prep for the next book, after that book I just finished it seemed more of a filling the slate though, because I wasn't left with anything worth thinking about in any deep way when I finished it, so the poetry sort of made up for that.
About halfway through and it is turning into my favorite read this year... sorry Warmed and Bound... and Rico Slade Will Fucking Kill You... and The Colony... and Taras Bulba... and Tobacco-Stained Mountain Goat... and Madame Bovary...
Man, I'm a slut.
I've had that book in my hands countless times. In fact it was in the bargain section of Barnes and Noble on Wednesday. I guess I should buy it huh?
I was pleasantly surprised. Especially if it is in bargain section, you should buy it.
Now reading: The Blank Slate - Steven Pinker
"...human speech is like a cracked tin kettle, on which we hammer out tunes to make bears dance when we long to move the stars."
The Great Hunt by Robert Jordan.
"I'm glad I live in the GPS era. In a different century, I would've set off to visit the other side of the village and wandered off into the mountains and been eaten by a carnivorous plant. Or discovered the Americas."
-LaJessica
The Three Musketeers (Alexandre Dumas)
Halfway through. Prose is spare along the lines of Hemingway.
one of my new favorites. you'll have to let me know what you think of that
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