I read pretty much nonstop. I do go through lulls where I just don't read, because I'm busy or don't like any of the books on my shelf or whatever. But for the most part I always have a book of some sort on my person. Right now I've got a big pile of "am reading"s or "will be reading soon"s so I'll try to be concise.
- My current favorite right now is called The Book of Names, by D. Barkley Briggs. It's the first of the series Legends of Karac Tor, which I know literally nothing about except that if there are more books like this one I'm just gonna be getting my grubby little mitts on them as soon as I possibly can. I found this copy in my basement the other day while I was cleaning. I'm guessing my mom got it for review a few billion years ago or something like that. It's young adult- I'd recommend it for 12-16 year olds probably. It's sort of fantasy, sort of allegorical, sort of a lot of things but absolutely awesome.
- Dad and I are also reading The Complete Works of Francis Schafer: Volume 1. Dad's farther into it than I am, because he started it first. I'm catching up to him though, which is good because I tend to plow through things and then he asks what I remember and "uhhhhhh....there were words, something about....something?" I can understand it fine, but I get in a hurry and just devour the words without chewing on them enough. That's okay for fluffy books, but not recommended for a book about theology. Just sayin.' I recommend this one for...any one with insomnia? Can I say that on here? Don't get me wrong- I don't have anything against ol' Schafer, but he just isn't my style so I'm not really hooked. It's more like I'm reading this one for school or something.
- James and The Giant Peach by Roald Dahl. Annie and I are going to see the BFG soon so I'm on a Roald Dahl kick. He is seriously the best. Reading through his books now that I've developed my own style is a lot different than reading them when I was eight, though, and I'm finding that the author in my brain is rewriting a lot of his sentences. I'm a flowery writer and speaker, though, and I like big words and adjectives and vocabulary, and he really was fantastic at writing to children in childrenese, so my mind wants to decorate and I'm learning why I'm not a famous children's author. My style just wouldn't work- they would hate it. I love being able to see other people's styles now and realizing that my way of writing and speaking is certainly not the only way. Anything Roald Dahl is something everyone alive should be reading.
- Les Miserables. Yes, by Victor Hugo. The big one. It's a massive book (and I like big books and I cannot lie), and it's taking me a really long time to plod through. I'm not far enough into it to tell you much about it, unfortunately, except that Hugo looooves description. Like me. I'm also learning that the things I like to write are not necessarily the things I like to read.
- My Life With The Walter Boys is one I technically finished a few weeks ago. A friend of mine from Sheridan recommended it (okay, fine, we made a truce- I read Walter Boys and she read the Constitution) and I found it at the library. Looooved it. Not perfect by any means, but it was mostly clean (typical for YA fiction) and very well written. I want more!!! Every once and a while I find a really good YA book and then I'm hooked for like a month. Time for a library run!
- I'm still hooked on Edgar Rice Burroughs (author of Tarzan of The Apes- yes, it's a book. It's three books, actually. No kidding! Read it. Best. Thing. Ever.) and my gammy sent me six new books by him- well they're not actually new; one of them is copyright 1927, which makes me super duper happy because old books, and they smell really good- that are in places of honor on my dresser demanding to be read.
- By my bed is my mom's huge collection of Shakespeare, which is by far the most beautiful book in my room (my apologies to That Printer of Udell's- you're gorgeous too, but you're not as fat and you don't sparkle). I also found this one downstairs, and as Mancub seems to be addicted to quoting Shakespeare at SW and I, I want to know what he's talking about. Also I should probably expand my knowledge of Shakespeare anyway...
- I just finished The Firm by John Grisham and I loooooved it. All about law and lawyers and the mafia and the FBI and very exciting stuff like that. After reading about a law firm controlled by the mafia, however, I think I'll be staying out of law school. Call me paranoid if you want. I prefer careful or unprepared to take that risk. And kudos to Mr. Grisham for being a believer!
- And as always I'm reading a lot of sheet music, mostly by Ludovico Einaudi, who you totally need to look up if you haven't yet. It's like classical contemporary, if that makes sense. He's Italian and if he was younger and less bald I'd be on the first flight to marry him. Maybe that's a little extreme. But you get the picture. He's fantastic.
- I'm also reading up on a lot of college information...blah blah blah. College websites are scary! It's like they want to throw all of the information at you but there's no code-cracker to tell you what you need to know. I love that little "Request More Information" button- it's become my best friend. Unfortunately, I've only gotten material from one school so far (I'm sitting in the mailbox impatiently...or maybe not quite, but you know what I mean), so it looks like at this rate I'm headed to Westmont. Come on, people! I'm an information junkie. Literally. I could spend all day researching colleges and still feel unprepared and illiterate. Blah.
I think that tops out my list, so enjoy. Maybe I'll start doing a monthly reading list post and just tell you all about what I'm reading. Some months that list would be reeeaaallllly long, though, so who knows.
That's all I got, Gracelings. Peace out.
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