I estimate there are many ways of reading or digesting a book.
It is a difficult road for me to get into the devouring of literature - of which I hope to some day be able to do. Currently, it is a rare occurrence that I am able to read more then a single chapter in a sitting before I feel it is time to take a break. While, during those uncommon moments I have found myself able to run through several in a row and still have desire to continue - but for the nagging feeling that it might be wasteful.
I suppose I am the voice of the other side of the spectrum, which is probably what makes for a good informative blog or reading experience as a whole. I don't believe I in anyway see more from a specific book then anyone else, though, right now it is just something of which I have to deal with, until it either refines into a purer form, or goes away completely.
I find I have the desire to finish the books I have, and yet, at the same time I don't want to see them end. It is as if I've never read a book before in my life, which is hardly the case, but I suppose like most things, this bicycle, though still going forward, is a wobbly unwieldy beast that can hardly keep a straight line.
I'm almost afraid to finish Anne of Green Gables, because I like this story about the little girl, and I know that she is not a little girl forever - nor do I have much real desire to read others interpretations of Anne - much like I'd not desire to read Sherlock Holmes written by anyone but the original creator - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
So, single digestible chapters are gobbled up, one after the next, and rather, mournfully at times. It'll be nice to move onto the next book, and fall in love again with some other text. Until then, it is the baby steps that will hopefully lead me to an eventual end - which is more the path toward some new Amazing super literate quest.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Spring Distractions

So! Well, this has taken absolutely ages to post, and watch, it's going to have barely any content. I'm afraid, and this is not a reflection on my current book, that I have not been reading lately as much as I would like to be. And without good reason! I've been pleasantly idling my time away, and the sun is coming out and the weather is getting warmer, and I've been doing things online and and... poor Revolutionary Road, sitting there half-read.
Page Count: 146 of approx. 355
Things I'm Enjoying: The writing style is SUPERB. I mean, really, Mr. Yates evokes a clear, but subtle, emotional transition through out his chapters that carries the story gently, stunningly, along. Every instance is precise and sharp, and trudges up such life-like aesthetics, that it is almost painful when you can see how all these character's good intentions are going to go horribly wrong. It's fantastic, but painful, which leads me to....
Why's It Taking So Long?: Because it is a beautiful, but worrying book. It's hard to throw yourself into a world which you want so badly to work out, but one which, I don't really think, will.
Would You Recommend it to Others?: I almost typed 'otters' there. Whoops!;P Well, yes, I WOULD recommend it to all literate otters out there reading this (and I know we have quite a few fans!). And YES, thus far, I would absolutely recommend it to others. It is superb.
I will get further along in it soon, and post more opinions and such. I'd love to see something from someone else up here, too! We must keep this darling blog alive.
-s5g
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